Your Love is Killing Me

Part 5

Damn, I'm right. The food is great. I just had pie for lunch. It tasted better than any pies I've ever had before. Okay, that's exaggerating. But really, it's so delicious. At least the cafeteria isn't as crappy as the school is. Yes, this school is crappy. I just figured that out during lunch. How? Because it doesn't have a swimming club! What the hell?! It's just like narrowing my pheromone spreading range. Well, probably not narrowing, but surely slowing it's pace, and none of them is better. Damn again. My greedy homophobic uncle must have known about this.

"Will?" Mikey pokes my shoulder.

"William." I correct him. How many times should I remind him to call me properly? Clearly I don't like nick names. Well, okay, I do like nick-naming my bitches. But not myself. I'm not anyone's bitch.

"You look upset. What are you thinking?" He asks with worried expression.

I'm sighing and then shaking my head a little. "I just don't feel like attending anymore class today." I lean on the back of my seat.

"Really? We are already sitting in a class waiting for a teacher to come in and now you tell me you want to get out?"

"It's never too late, yes?"

"Come on. This is the last one for today."

Awesome. Just one more boring class to go. Is it just me or it doesn't really sound too awesome?

"Oh, wait, don't tell me you are allergic to French class." Mikey forms a very sweet grin.

"No way." That's ridiculous. I mean, where else can I hear some cute guys pronouncing French words? It really does magic to me. But after doing a little observation ever since I entered this class, I come to realize that there is no cute boys in French. Beside Mikey of course. But I already got him within my grasp. And I want another catch. Damn, where are all the cuties hiding? French class will be so boring without them.

"Why then?" Mikey gets more curious.

"Why?" I repeat his question while my hand starts stroking his cheek and let sulky tone flowing in my words. "Because I can't wait another second to hang out with you."

His eyes widen in surprise. One second after, I can see that pinkish tint coloring his cheeks. "Ow, William. You will eventually get that. Two hours can't be that long." Half laughing, half nervous, he wants to play 'patience is virtue' with me. But for me, it's just 'saving slut's last dignity' act.

"Really, Mi? Two hours?"

"This shall be your first appearance in French class, you can't just skip it." Grinning widely again, he whispers in my ear. "Plus, maybe you want to hear me speaking French."

I chuckle, "You do know my thing, eh?"

"Lucky guess," he giggles.

My eyes wander across the class once more. And eventually finding the same result as before. No cuties around. Only several girls who seem so eager making eye contact with me. While some boys are busy observing me as the newbie around here. Anyways, where is the teacher? What takes him/her so long? I want this staring moment to end as soon as possible.

It's not that I don't like being stared at, I just don't like the way their observing eyes are looking at me. It's making my skin crawls and sometimes my blood boiled to the point I want to have them beaten on the floor. People has to see me either with respect, awe, envy, pride or fear. Not with anything else.

Then it is when I see someone so cute entering the class. Is that Louis? Wait, how? How is it possible for someone to look even cuter within just few hours? Or is it just me who didn't realize it before? Okay, whatever, I should mark my territory.

"Louis!"

Eh? Someone calls him just in time I'm about to do so. I look around to find a nerdy-look tall guy with black hair and glasses waving his hand and smiling at Louis.

"Here." He points at an empty seat beside him.

Smiling, Louis walks closer to the four-eyed nerd. "Thanks, Tim."

"Been waiting for you like forever. Where have you been?"

"Lucky, I'm not later than Ms. Braud." Louis chuckles while the other boy rolls his eyes.

What is this? Why do I smell some sort of rotten stuffs here? Or do I just simply smell rivalry? Damn.

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TBC~

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