He mended my Broken Heart

Chapter 4

My heart was pumping so fast, my hands were starting to sweat and my knees were shaking. What the! He was still smirking at me, "Ms. Williams!" and that snapped me out. "Do you still want to have some rest?” I looked at our teacher trying to divert my attention to him. "Ms. Williams, your mom sent the school an apology letter for your absences because you were sick. Are you sure you're okay now?", yeah Mr. Roberts was kind but also a bit bipolar, you know what I mean, one second he's nice and then the next he'd transform into an evil monster who'd shout at us with his non-sense life learning, and then the following seconds, he'd calm down and retell his life story. I studied Mr. Roberts and stood as properly as I can, "I'm fine, sir." and went directly to my seat. I was still gazing down, I am really not comfortable with the way that guy is looking at me. "Well, I believe Mr. Gonzales has so much catching up to do. As well as Ms. Williams." I directly look at Mr. Roberts. He is definitely not making me and him- He cut my thought. "You two, I'll see you by 5, after class and we will have a talk on how you both could catch up with the lessons" Shit! No! Why do I feel like I do not want to spend time with this guy? Sigh.

The whole period was an awkward situation for me. And finally, class is dismissed. I hurriedly stood up and took all my things, afraid that he'd talk to me or something. But before I could go out the door I bumped into someone's hard chest, typical clumsy I am. "I'm sorry", I murmured while picking my notebooks that fell, the person I bump into was kind enough to help. "Are you avoiding me?", that cool low familiar voice asked me, it made butterflies inside my stomach flip their wings, same with how Micheal made me feel when I met him. My eyes widened, Micheal! I slowly look at the person holding my pink algebra notebook. "Micky, are you avoiding me?" I stood trying to get away from that eye contact that's making me uncomfortable, and he stood as well. "Ha? Ah! No! C’mon, why would I do that?" I tried to grab my pink notebook but he raised it up. "Micheal, give me that!" I tried to jump as high as I could to take my notebook back but it was no use. Micheal's height was towering me. I stopped jumping and stared at him. I rolled my eyes at him and walked away. "Micky, you told me its fine if we see each other today." he walked pass through me and blocked my way. Yea! But I didn't expect you to be here, this close. "Yea. I said that" I turn around and walked the other way down the stairs but he blocked me again. "Then why are you avoiding me?" I tried to get away by walking on his left but he just spread his arms to block the way. "Because!” Why am I avoiding him again? Ugh! "Why are you here?" I folded my arms in my chest while hugging my books. "Because. Ahm ... I wanna be part of the school's basketball team", noob! "Seriously?" I raised my brow at him. "Of course, what else could be the possible reason?". What was I thinking? "Right! ” I settled myself and he finally gave me my notebook. "Can we have lunch together? I barely know anyone here." I walked away but he stopped me by grabbing my hand, I felt heat from the grip of his hand. I stared at his hand gripping on mine, but he suddenly let go. I raised my gaze and saw his pleading face, like how a puppy asks for food. Puppy? Sweety, I hope he's fine. I miss him. I frown at the idea; I wish I could just have him. "Micky?” he bowed down to my face level and tucked some of my lose hair behind my left ear. "Are you okay?" he said sweetly making me look at him, we were so close again and I can see his brown eyes clearly, his perfect nose and his red lips which were few inches away from making my throat dry. Damn! "Okay, I'd understand if you don't want to. I'm sorry." he stood properly and tapped my head like I'm a little child. I immediately ran after him, "Micheal!" I called out and he turned, I smiled. "I love to eat at McDonalds, I still have 2 subjects before lunch-", "I know. I'll call you then", he walked towards me, tapped my head again and messed my hair. "My hair!" I shoved his hand away. "See you later." He smiled and walked away while putting his hands on his pocket. I was grinning at his actions, "Micky!" I looked behind me and saw Louise and the others smiling at me. "Who was that?" Jerah bump her hips with mine, teasing me. "A friend” and I smiled at them.

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I was organizing my locker with my friends now when my phone buzzed. Micheal. My friends were now teasing me as I answered the phone. "Micky", he said over the phone but his voice was still as sexy as it sounds in person. "Yea, hey." I answered before I could speak my ideas out loud. "Cat got your tongue" Amor teased me while poking my side waist. "Where are you?" Micheal asked. "I'm at my locker". I answered shortly, but I heard nothing as an answer. "Micheal? Micheal?" I looked at the screen of my phone and saw the call has already ended. "Ugh! That jerk!" I put my phone back to my jean's pocket and then locked the door of my locker. "Micky", did I just hear Micheal? My friends stiffed beside me and looked up. "Micky", Florence called me. "Hmm?” I turned and saw Micheal in front of us. "Can we go now? I'm kinda starving.” I was looking at my friends whose jaws are still literally open. Micheal was rubbing his messy hair making him look even hotter. "Guys." But I was still not able to get their attention. "Guyyys!" I shouted and their back on earth. Great. Something's up. "Yea, what?" Jerah was still staring at Micheal and I was smirking at them, they like him huh. "We're leaving for lunch." I smiled at them, probably just teasing them. "Do you have plans to eat together?" Micheal looked at me then back to my friends. Louise shook her head and beamed at me. "Ow, yeah." I suddenly remembered, they still don't know each other. "Uh, Guys. This is Micheal." My friends looked at each other and giggled. "What's wrong?" I raised an eyebrow at them. What's wrong with these people? "Hi, Micheal. Im Louise." and they all introduced themselves to Micheal, shook his hand and glance at me once in a while. "So, Micheal? Why transfer here?" Florence asked. Micheal just smiled and rubbed his hand behind his neck. "You know him? How'd you know he's a transferee? I haven't mentioned that." I leaned in my locker and crossed my arms. "Can we talk about this after lunch? I'm so hungry Micky" He smiled at me, grabbed my hand immediately and dragged me to the parking lot.

"Let me go. I can walk. No need to drag me." I shook his hand away from mine, even though I really enjoyed him gripping my hands. Heee. "What's wrong with you?" I stopped walking and glared at him. "I'm just hungry, Micky. Can we go now?", he tried to grab me again but I shoved him. "Who are you?” he stopped and stared at me. "I'm Micheal." he smirked. "Cut it." I shook my head and crossed my arms. "Micheal? Micheal Gonzales?" I heard someone calling him from behind me, I turned and saw bunch of girls rushing towards us, I mean him. "Oh my God! Can we take some picture!", "You look so hot!", "Micheal, sign this autograph please." Wait! What is really happening here? Who's this guy? I felt an arm on my shoulders and it was Gretchel. The gang is here. "You sure you don't have an idea who he is?" she glanced at me while she was chewing her gum. I shook my head and just stared at Micheal and those girls around him. "Here!" Amor handed me a magazine. I studied the magazine and glanced at it for a hundred times then back at Micheal. "Micheal Gonzales, 20, is a famous basketball player from the rival school. He is the best player, 3 point shooter, and guard according to that magazine. He is also a famous model, currently working for the famous "The Man Clothing line", for guys' jeans and clothing." Florence said as -a-matter-of-factly. My jaw dropped, oh no, I mean my jaw fell to the ground. Louise flipped the magazine. What the hell was worst than dropping my jaw! Oh my god! My eyes widened. A guy with a very hot 6 pack abs, a very masculine body, fair skinned,  handsome and hot, is just wearing a dark blue lose jeans, that made that v part show off. I stare back at Micheal who was now trying to move forward and closer to me. He was smiling shyly. Is this the reason why he was treated kindly by our school? A famous model? a really good athlete? What is he doing here? He was now standing in front of me. What am I gonna do? He's rubbing his hand again at the back if his neck. And the girls behind him were giggling, and some shooting death glares at me. Oh my! I gazed back at Micheal but I can still imagine his hot body. C’mon brain! Cooperate! I need some air. Ugh!

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Short but sweet!
Now what could be Micheal's reason why he transferred?

I honestly did this chapter short on purpose because the next chapter will be Micheal's POV. Guess I got too excited!! :)
But I really do hope you enjoyed.

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