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Disadvantage 7 - When your 'awesome' personality doesn't let you realize things but suddenly your bottled emotions start flowing out and you end up crying.
"Are you sure this is safe ?" I ask Alan for sixth time, my eyes still darting from left to right. My mind hallucinating and picturing a teacher coming over and handing me my expulsion letter.
"And you, you called yourself 'badass' ?" Alan says, getting a well-deserved smack on his shoulder.
"No one is going to come here and catch us Ala! Calm down and come on." He gives me a bored expression.
Okay, okay. I know I usually behave like that sarcastic-rebellious girl with precious fucks to give but Hermione too followed rules, did homework, addressed Snape as Sir and was still dayyum badass.
I am just going to climb down the school wall. That's it. Moreover Alan too is with me. We're currently at the back of our school, and I am staring at the wall, then at the left, right, back. Repeat.
"No one is forcing you, Ala. If you don't want to do it, it's okay. We'll 'not' skip school then and you will sit around thinking what you must be doing if you had."
This guy has a way with words. He is leaving it all to my own terms and yet giving me a persuasive hint and not to miss the cheeky smile.
I tuck a few imaginary strands of hair behind my ear, roll my sleeves till elbows, bend down and undo then redo my shoelaces. Finally standing up dusting my derriere, making a show of it, I say in very boisterous, adventurous voice "Count me in."
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"I am being honest, I was relieved that you didn't go all 'ouch my knee' or 'Oh my god such a big wall' or 'Oh uh oh I'll fall down oh help me oh I will fracture my arm'." Alan said in a squeaky girly voice, his eyes trained in front, hands working on the gears.
Smirking inwardly, I reply "I really like trekking, rock climbing and all those adventure sports. Used to do it in summer camps."
"Please mademoiselle, don't act as if you yourself didn't take hours to decide whether or not the wall should be crossed."
"I am skipping school for the first time okay ?"
And it wasn't the wall, though it was long, it was the fact that I'll get caught and they'd report it to my parents. Or worse, chuck me out of the competition.
Alan looked at me once, giving that boyish smile, returning to look in front "There's always a first time."
"And I know it wasn't the wall." He added.
I sometimes think about the way Alan talks to me. Sometimes, mind you. He will keep on interrupting me and my chain of thoughts too. He makes everything so light, so optimistic. The way he talks – it.. makes me feel special. He without knowing anything, without asking anything makes it better already. I don't know if he talks in the same way with other people or not. Maybe he does. But nay nay, I ain't interested in knowing. But I know that spending time with him is better than the best of it. Not like I'll admit to it. For once, he doesn't vents out his emotions on me while I myself am struggling with mine. I'm not saying Dean, Geny, Racheal, Charlize and them all do that but well, they do that.
It's so much one can take. I have absolutely no problem with them, none at all. Dean, on whom I pick so much, he is actually a sweet guy but then all the time I'm making room for their emotions. Their problems. Their shizz. Dean likes Grace, he is over her, he likes Geny. Geny breaks up with her boyfriends, all the break up shizz now Dean. Not to miss out on Dilan and Alex who are close buddies with Genevieve but they have fallen for her and are just dragging themselves on their fours behind her. They think, I am the best person to tell how Geny didn't talk or what Geny likes or why Geny was upset or what they should do so Geny likes them back.
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Umpteen Disadvantages of Being Awesome
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