"Why are you always alone?" That's the next question he asks while we're both walking along the road.
I deeply sigh.
Geez! Why is this guy kept on asking? This should not happen in the first place because he has the motorbike and he can go to school without minding me even if he noticed me already on the roadside. He holds no responsibility to me as well. I don't know with this guy but he is really mysterious for me.
Why can't he just leave me alone? He keeps on insisting himself to me when he already knew that I don't pretty like him? Can't he feel that either?
"Hey, I'm asking you," he says when he notices that my attention is just on the cars passing by. "This is really your thing not to answer and just ignore me, huh?"
Diverting my attention to him, I can see his sulking face, as if I really care.
"Why should I answer that? Are you my friend?" I frankly ask.
He bursts into laughter while he's looking at my face.
"And why are you laughing? Is there anything you should laugh at?" Asking him again, he just shakes his head and now controlling his laughs.
"You're too serious, perhaps that's the reason why you're always alone. Eating alone in the food court, walking alone in the hallway and on the roadside, and reading alone in the library. Well, you know what, I hear someone's story that he got depressed because he has no friend to be with. Don't you have friends?" Then he chuckles a bit.
Geez! He's really emphasizing that I'm alone when it's already obvious!
"Of course I have, even if it doesn't show," I defend.
"Then, where are they? Don't tell me..." He looks at me suspiciously. "They are already tired of dealing with you. Do they?"
"Come again?" My alibi as I clear my throat. "Could you please make sure on what you're saying? It's not funny at all."
"It's just a guess. You're always taking things seriously."
"There is nothing to be guessed about. I don't need your guess, okay? The hell you care if my friends are not here! You're telling me now that I have attitude problem that's why they're not here. I don't know you in the first place. So why would I care about your opinion, your guess, and anything you say?!"
Realizing of my voice which goes too loud, I sigh then and look away.
"I'm sorry," he utters, then I see him looking now at the other direction. "It's fine with me if you don't know me, that's the truth. But you can't change the fact that I know you a lot. That's why I'm very much curious because I don't expect you this compared the way how I observe you before."
What did he just say?
With so much questions come in my mind, I instantly stop taking my steps and directly go in front of him. He also stops on his steps and his eyes get widened.
"Can you tell me who you are who seems to know me well? Are you my stalker?"
He just gives me a hint of smile even if he's a bit shocked of my action and succeeding questions.
"Tell me! Who the hell are you?! Why are you acting as if you know me a lot? Why can't you leave me alone when you see me no friends? Can you give me reasons why you're doing this to me?" With consecutive queries I ask from him, he just walks a little bit closer and taps my shoulder many times.
"Can you please calm down?"
I remove his hand away from my shoulder and I breathe deeply.
"Why should I? You're such a mysterious, you know that? You're always giving me a feeling to creep out! Do you want me to report you in the police station right now?"
"Hey, hey, don't do that," he pleads, he is about to hold my hand when I refuse it to be held. "Alright, I'll tell you now. But is it ok for you if we will get late because of this?"
"How much important is that for me to know about it?" He sighs when I ask him that way.
"I think it's nothing that important but you will be enlightened," he answers sincerely.
"Tell me now. I'll give you five minutes."
He sighs again, perhaps gaining courage to tell everything he wants to say.
"I know you're a transferee there in Royale High School like me. We're both students then from St. Jude, but I don't have any idea why you transferred from an exclusive to public school," he starts explaining in which I'm really surprised. "I've known you for years there in St. Jude, Alesha. You were always the center of attraction there because almost everybody likes you. Every guy there has crush on you and you are the no.1 crushlist of every student there, including me."
He bows down for the last phrase he says. I don't know what to react because everything he said are all true. I really enjoyed the special treatment that the school and students gave to me. I felt before as if I was a hot celebrity there in St. Jude.
How I miss so much being like that!
"The reason why I also transferred like what you did, it is because I want to chase you, Alesha. I want to make sure that you're just fine," he continues speaking and let his breath out. "It's been a month that you didn't go to school in St. Jude that everyone expected you're already dropped out from your class. That's why I got scared where you had been over a month and what were you up to. I should not feel this way because you don't know me in the first place, and perhaps, I just only existed before in your peripheral vision. But when someone reported me that you're already in a public school, I transferred right away so that I could guard you as much as I can."
"And why should you guard me? As far as I remember, I never told anybody to do that."
He takes a deep breath and directs his eyes on me.
"That's the way how I can express my admiration for you, Alesha. You should be protected. No one should harm you. I've known you for being gorgeous, smart and talented that's why my admiration for you is immeasurable. Well, I'm just a new member of Boylight but of all those members, I think I'm the only guy left who has not become your boyfriend."
My mouth is now hang open. I take a step backward when he says those words to me. It is very direct to the point that I must digest all of those.
Wait, did he just mention about the Boylight? The famous boy group in St. Jude that all girls idolize. And what else did he say? He is the only guy left in the Boylight group who didn't become my...w-what?
"By the way, I'm Denzel, your supposed to be your boyfriend before your latest ex."

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THE OLD ME BACK
Teen FictionGoing back to the start, how hard is it to do to make things right?