Chapter XI. Curse you Michael Smith

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"If only killing a guy with rude behaviour is legal" I said while staring at him with my pen that I keep on stabbing on my desk for the past 10 minutes. 

"Trust me, you're the last girl that I ever wanted to date" Imitating what he said earlier with my eyes rolling on the ceiling.  Me? Last girl he wanted to date? I smirk and shook my head.

He's in sitting in front of me while reading something on his notebook. He keeps on playing with a toothpick on his red lips. We've been here for almost 15 minutes waiting for the board members and it's been 15 minutes that he keeps on acting like I'm an invisible girl.

 Bad bad bad attitude.  

"Impossible!" I didn't expect that my voice would be that loud which caught his attention. He looks at me with annoyance but he didn't say anything and his attention goes back to his notebook. I raised one of my eyebrows while staring at him.

Well look what we have here? If he's not so arrogant, he can almost..well.. He can actually pass through my taste. I slowly put my right arm on top of the table then palm on my chin while staring/killing him with the way I look at him. "I hope you suddenly melt and poof it became coco crunch" I whispered in my mind.

He's arrogant sex appeal is all over the place. He has dark hair which is longer than a guy should have paired with his dark steamy eyes. He's like a flame that drew moths towards him but nah-ah! You'll burn and die if you allow him to seduce you. He clears his throat while stretching his body then his never ending gesture; fixing his hair.  A total bad-ass.

"Why mother nature! Why?" he smirks and yawns like he's so bored. Well, I'm so bored being with you too! I sigh. What did I ever do wrong in my past life that I deserve to have a companion like this? I'm totally harassed.

Whatever. I don't have time for him and the best thing to do is to ignore him. Ignore him to death!

Suddenly, the board members came in. Thank God! I immediately stand up and greeted them Good Afternoon while he, as arrogant as he is, just remain in his chair playing with that toothpick on his mouth. The school director looks at him with dismay and clears his throat to catch his attention but he just ignored him. I smiled and bravely tell everybody "just don't mind him, maybe his parents didn't teach him right conduct". The secretary of the director chuckled, the director widened his eyes and Michael sarcastically laughs so hard.

"Yeah, tell him that" he was referring to the director.

"Basically, it's not his job to teach you to be a better guy than you are now, it's your father's responsibility" None of them spoke and Michael just smirk at me.. Wait.. what?

AGBSDIUASANSNASAISHAHSUASASUAGSUYAG woah.. I slap myself and close my eyes. 

Stupid.

"Yeah, I'd probably just shut up". And I did.

I nervously smiled then sit down. The entire meeting lasted for almost 2 hours and I acted like a mute for the entire 2 hours. Next time, I should probably know when to shut up and just ignore things. Everything was into place and everybody has to take care of their responsibilities. I'm the one who's in charge of the decoration while Michael is the one in charge of the entire music. I don't get it! Why would he give that responsibility to him? He's irresponsible and all.

As the meeting adjourned, I immediately bid goodbye to them and apologize for whatever I said earlier. I didn't know that Michael is the son of the director; they don't even have the same surname. I snap myself and continue walking to the aisle of Rocket University. It's late and I need to go home or else I'm dead. I walk as fast as I can because it's getting dark outside.

The Next morning.

I heard a familiar song from the auditory room and it catches my attention. I silently sneak at the door so that I can hear it clearly..

Saturday morning jumped out of bed

And put on my best suit

Got in my car raced like a jet

All the way to you

That voice! It's enchanting. I couldn't help myself but listen to the song. I thought so! It's Rude by Magic but the version of the guy singing the song is so much better. I gently close my eyes and starts picturing me and the guy-that-i-don't-even-know-the-name asking me to be his date for the ball. I would probably say Yes! I slowly move my body to jam with the flow of the music with my eyes close.

Knocked on your door with heart in my hand

To ask you a question

Cause I know that you're an old fashioned man

Yeah, yeah

I stared singing along to the song a little bit loud.. Imagining him kneeling down in front of me, But of course I have to play a little bit hard to get until he asked my father.

Can I have your daughter for the rest of my life?

Say yes, say yes, cause I need to know

You say I'll never get your blessings till the day I die

But before I can finish the lyrics of the song a familiar voice pops-up.

"Tough luck my friend but the answer is No!" wtf!?

Even in my greatest imagination he brings bad luck. I suddenly stop from dancing and opened my eyes. What is he doing here?!I composed myself to hide the embarrassment that's crawling in my body right now. I put my hands at the side of my waist then looks at him, showing how irritated I am. He wet his lips with his tongue and gave me that half smirked on his face.

That was Sexy damn it! Erase that thought Yumi!

He entered into my imagination, replacing the guy-that-i-don't-even-know-the-name's position.

Why you gotta be so rude

Don't you know I'm human too

Why you gotta be so rude

I'm gonna marry her anyway

Marry that girl

Marry her anyway

Marry that girl

No matter what you say

Marry that girl

And we'll be a family

Why you gotta be so... rude

The song is still playing and I can literally feel that I'm blushing while he's standing in front of me looking oh so sweaty and sexy. "What are you doing there?" I raised my voice a little bit but of course he didn't answer my question. Instead, he asked me a question of his own.

"Imagining me asking you to the ball?" my jaw drops 20 meters away from the ground.

"You're a flame Michael, and moth's like me.. No! Hold that thought. Beautiful butterfly like me should stay away from you" and I move closer on his ear whispering seductively "or else I'll die".

I flip my dark long hair after saying that. That's the first time I've done that!  And it feels good. I feel so sexy and not so geeky as what they used to describe me.

"More like a cockroach" he said then he walks away from me.

I WAS LEFT THERE... SPEECHLESS.

"Curse you Michael Smith!".

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