Involved with the Bad Boy

Chapter 16

You can't always get what you want in life. Something always has to go wrong. That's why you must never expect too much from life.

I walked into the yard and fastened my pace. I miss this place.

"Alice!"

One of the kids shouted and they all turned to look at me joyfully. I embraced them and I felt so happy being around them again.

"We thought you wouldn't come again."

Lil Pinky said. I squated and smiled at her. I always visit this orphanage. I lurve this kids alot plus I feel like myself again when I'm around them.

"What did I tell you?"

I asked the group of children surrounding me as I touched lil Pinky's cheeks.

"That you'd never forget us."

Caleb said and I nodded with a smile.

"And that you'll visit us when ever you get time."

Patricia added smiling warmly at me.

"And it's true. It's only that I've been busy lately but to make up for all that, I brought you some gifts."

I said and they hugged me again. I just have this unconditional love for kids. Especially for those that do not have their parents to love and take care of them. My mom may might not be the best, but I'm still lucky to have her unlike this children who have no one other than the nuns.

"You know that we love you right Alice?"

Caleb said as we walked to my car.

"Of course I know and I love you even more."

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"Are you staring at who I think you are staring at?"

I asked looking at Mensia in disbelief. She has been staring at where Dylan and his friends were sitting and I silently hoped that she's not into him.

"Me? Staring at someone? Ofcourse not."

She answered looking anywhere but at me which just confirmed my suspicions.

"If you say so."

I decide not to push it for now. The lesson went on with Mrs Hattson telling us to put more effort in the poems we are writing since the marks will be assessed. My mind hastily drifts off to Austin. Why did he react the way he did? Does he really believe I have bad intentions with him or something? I wouldn't even come up with ways to ruin him even if I wanted to. It's me for goodness sake. I shake my head lightly to get him out of my head and focus on Mensia instead.

"How far are you with your poem?"

I asked her. She didn't respond so I wondered if she was even listening. I throw a glance at her just to find her staring at Dylan.

"You like him don't you?"

Even knowing the answer to that I still hoped she'd say no. He's a total jerk and I wouldn't want her to get hurt.

"Who?"

She asked as her cheeks flushed. And that's the only confirmation i needed.

"Dylan."

I said staring at her.

"To be honest i think I do. I'm sure I have it bad for him and I'm also aware that he's way out of my league. I don't even know why it had to be him that I liked, he has a whole bunch of girls in his lane and he'd never like a plain ass girl like-"