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IWWNM chap.3

-Friday, 6.08 AM-

Reece: I'm lateeeee

Reece: OMG, send helppp

I know I'm stupid for sending that text, but I need to let my panic out one way or another, and I just know, that Trist won't reply to me so it'll be no help.

My lord, where the hell is that goddamn Uber? If things stay like this, I'll end up running 5 laps through the big ass field. After getting no responses for another 5 minutes, I cancel the order and basically dragged my brother off of the bed and into the fucking car. I'll end up with sore feet, oh my hell.

One of my history teacher, Mrs Vance already waiting for us outside the gate, waving her hands around as she motioned us to hurry the hell up. To make it even better, the principal a.k.a Mr Scott also stand a few feet from her, watching me with cautious eyes. I've never ever come in late to school my whole life.

The students in front of me hurriedly greeted him before running inside to the busy corridor, quickly mixing up with the early students. I greeted him, smiling my big smile, hoping he won't notice me. But like he always does, he noticed me. His eyes widen in shock, noticing that it was indeed me. I smiled awkwardly at him as he checked me up and down, and up and down again, I'm dead. I smiled once again before hurrying inside the hell hole.

I was so breathless once I arrive at my class, the third floor of the first building, the second room on the left.

"It wasn't so like you to be late, ssup?" Hero, my chair-mate asked.

"The Uber got sucked by the black hole, but whatever, at least I don't have to run 5 laps," I said and we both laugh. I was still a bit breathless, since I actually run all the way up here from that goddamn gate, curse this school to be huge as fuck. Period after period passes pretty fast until I finally in my fifth period and my phone suddenly ping!

George: Uh?
George: How was it?
George: Did you get yelled at?

Reece: Almost
Reece: Mrs Vance was in front of the gate and even Mr Scott was there too
Reece: And you know what was the cherry on top? Mr Scott recognise me and he analysed me

George: Woahhh...

Yeah, 'woahhh'. I left it on 'read' and then quickly shutting my phone off before returning my attention back to the teacher.

After the last bell ring, I sighed victory realising that school finally end and I have the weekend to myself. But then, the real realization hit me. This is Friday, which means I have a French Club meeting, and in other words, that means I'll have to meet him, how wonderful!

We gathered at the lab like we always do and I silently thanking god as he still hasn't shown up even after 15 minutes. But as always, luck wasn't on my side, just as I finished my prayer, he came through the door, his eyes scanning the room before it landed on me and he smiled that stupidly cute and sweet smile of his.

Fuck, whoever it is, please help me!

I pretended that I didn't see him, continuing my convo with the other member and act like I didn't feel his present a few feet away from me. It all goes normally like he's not even here, and I'm so thankful for that.