Leila's life was simple as classical music when she surround herself with her loved ones and rhythm. Other than being criticized and likely bullied by the jocks and preps, Leila finds solace with one of the unexpected ones. Xander. They were very di...
"World is so easygoing after feeling alive. But when life, became the opposite.... It's the everlasting scar."
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EVER since I've apologized to Leilani, it has been hard to forget about it. All she did was just stood there and eyes wide open. No replies, just stares.
And Allah knows why I can't just let it go. It's not like we're friends something right? It's not like I care for her apology accepting and it's not like I care how she feels about me.
It's not like I care about everything else of her. Right. Of course.
The math class went on a blur. Numbers dancing, plus made a date night with minus and etc etc. All students were just listening or pretending to listen while doing something more fun, something more easy like getting numbers from girls or who's hot or not stupid things like that. High school is the best time of your life. Yeah right.
The school rang a bell of ending the 2nd period and I walked out the room quickly to find her. I gotta know the answer about my "I'm sorry."
"Xander babe!" Callie called me from my behind but I was too busy to even notice her. No. All I needed is to get anything out Leilani than just the glimpse of her light brown eyes statued.
"Xanny! My man!" Fred, one of the basketball players said excitingly And was going to pat me or something but all I did was just shove him over and went to find her anyway. "Hey! What the hell dude?!"
I know it's ridiculous to talk to Leilani so eagerly but seriously, I need to have just a little once of relieving pill.
One smell. Pink roses. Leila.
The perfume level was normal but with her wearing it, it's like a compass for me to find her. And here she was. Reading a blue colored medium sized book so well that she didn't even give a care to the world. How can she just stood there and reading....the fault in our stars. Really? That book give huge tears drop to anybody. I don't know anything about that since I am not a book lover or reader but the point is, how she could just do her own work and not thinking about the apology I just said to her an hour ago.
It's not like she should even give a care. I wouldn't if I was in her place. Who would accept an apology from an all time bully?
I started walking towards her. Ignoring all callings, all voices and all surroundings. Fixated my eyes towards her and then...
