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01||The Start Of Something New

01||The Start Of Something New

Hermione Collins

There are those times in your life when you are so frustrated that you want to pull your hair out of your scalp.

When your fingers really itch to get their hands hands on something so bad to destroy it.

When you finally feel like you've had enough and might snap at any other moment.

When you can't wait but you have to.

That's exactly what I'm experiencing, right now.

I'm having a bad printer day at my school. There's this assignment that I have to print and submit in my biology class but this sh**ty excuse of a printer here is working so slow that I think by the time it finishes printing I may have grown old and have grandkids.

My hands are itching to hit it so bad but I can't do that. I would be suspended for that. Or maybe worse. Expelled.

These words I really, really dread.

No. I'm not necessarily a good girl but I'm not a rebellious one either. To say the least, I've never gotten detention.

I was pacing back and forth when my eyes were accidentally lifted up to the clock.

I gasped. It was 07:53 a.m. About seven minutes later, I have to submit my assignment and if I don't I would be dead meat.

With a panicked look, I stared at the printer, silently praying for it to work faster.

Go faster. Faster. Faster.

I was glad to see that it was the last page that was printing. As it was printing, my eyes nervously danced between the printer and the clock.

A minute later, I saw the paper come out and I happily grabbed it, letting out a sigh of relief. I could finally submit my assignment to Mr. Dickerd.

I quickly arranged the pages in correct order before putting them in the file.

I let out a happy sigh before rushing out of class. I wasn't looking where I was going and that was because I had about three minutes to hand this assignment. Otherwise, I would be late.

The hallways were almost empty which made running alot easier.

But with luck as tough as mine, I should have known something would go wrong.

I bumped into Tyrell. Tyrell Aydon.

I gasped amidst my already laboured breathing.

My assignment folder was lying on the floor, by now and me, in his arms. I don't even know how that happened. His arms held me in place, clutching my waist whereas my right hand was clutching his shirt and my left was around his neck.

Our faces were too close to each other for my liking that if I moved an inch, my lips would be touching his. My eyes were gazing straight through his forest green ones which were staring too deep into mine to actually pierce through my soul. I gulped with my breathing unstable, and my chest raising and falling.