Sweeter Than Fiction (Freddy x Baby) || DISCONTINUED ||

Chapter 8: Oh, Doesn't This Sound Great?

¤ CB's POV ¤

Maybe its just a fluke, maybe this 'Chi' girl that Freddy and Ennard were talking about is a different Chi and not this Chi...

After all, she seems nicer than how that dickhead Freddy described her, so I'm sure this person isn't the 'Chi' that they were referring to... Right?

"Hey gal, is there something bothering you...?" Chica asked me lightly, looking at me with a slightly worried look on her face. Shiiiit...

I shook my head nervously. "Oh no its nothing, I was just wondering of what 'little project' will Mrs. Flowers give us for today..." I trailed off, hoping that she wouldn't press on about what I was truly thinking about at the moment.

And lucky for me, she didn't. "Yeah, I wonder what project will she give. Basing on what she said, maybe an art related to emotion or something...?"

I nodded to her. "Yup, or maybe a freestyle art about a certain emotion..."

As Mrs. Flowers continued to call out other students, we both fell silent. I'm not usually this quiet, heck I'm looking forward to meeting some new people here.

But the thought of her being something more, based on Freddy and Ennard's conversation earlier in the van, I wasn't feeling comfortable about talking to this person now.

Well, I don't want to ruin a good impression, do I?

My thoughts are suddenly cut off by Chica laughing lightly at me, making me turn my head to her with a smile. She smirked at me. "You're a shy person now, aren't you?" She joked with a small chuckle.

I laughed a little. "Well, I'm not actually. Just thinking deeply about some things..." I trailed off, avoiding her gaze for a while as she raised an eyebrow at me.

"Like what things?" She asked, as I saw a spark of curiosity in her eyes. I looked down on the floor, hoping it would give me a thing to talk about to push the whole 'Chi' nickname from earlier.

Wait...

Waitwaitwaitwaitwait...

That's it! Thank you floor!!!

"Well, when me and my friend Kellen arrived late today, he said something about 'getting my new schedule for the rest of my years'... I felt weird when he said that..." I said while flailing one of my hands on the air, as if gesturing the whole situation.

THANK YOU FLOOR!!! BLESS UR SOUL!!!

She nodded her head, urging me to continue. "I mean, does he meant that my new schedule will forever be my schedule? I'm not really sure-"