The next morning was stupid.
I forgot that Margret was suppose to cover my bruise up with make-up and I couldn't hate this moment more even if I tried.
When I saw her that morning, she told me to follow her upstairs. I followed her up the stairs and to her room. I didn't want to walk in here, but I had no choice.
I look around as I entered and I was a little surprised by her room. It looked pretty good and I always thought that Margret had a shitty taste in everything.
"Sit." She demanded as she pointed at a chair that was in front of a mirror. I sat down as I was watching her look for something in her drawer.
I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I turned my face to one side, then turned it to the other side. I couldn't help but admire my features, and this was the first time that I actually took time to notice my face.
I caught sight of Margret in the mirror as she was staring at me. "What?" I asked.
"You're such a weirdo." She said as she walked towards me and placed something in front of me. I picked it up, but she slapped my hand. "Don't touch my make-up."
I roll my eyes as I sat there and waited for her to do whatever the hell she was going to do. I watched as she had a brush and something else in her hand as she was moving the brush over it a few times.
"Turn towards me." She said. I did what I was told and she moved the brush over my face. I had my eyes closed, but I could feel her body heat close to me and it made me want to push her back.
After a few minutes, she told me she was done. I opened my eyes and turned towards the mirror as I noticed that the bruise was gone. I turned my face a few times then stared at Sara through the mirror.
"Thanks." I said as I didn't know what else to say. I didn't want to tell her that she did a great job.
She nods as she placed her shit back in the drawer. "Get out of my room."
"I thought we were going to sleep together now?" I smiled as I stood up.
She stared at me before stepping towards me. "Out!" She yelled.
I chuckled as I walked out of her room and back downstairs. When I went into the kitchen, I sat at the table with Mark and looked over at him. "Don't make us do that again."
He chuckled then stared at me. "She did pretty good. Now nobody will ask any questions." I nod as I sat there. "Take it easy today, T. Call me if you need me."
I sigh as I stood up to leave for school. I told him bye then made my way outside to go to the place I hate the most.
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I haven't seen Sana all day. I think she's extremely paranoid to the point where she doesn't want to be around me. I think this whole shit is stupid as hell, and here I am wanting to be around her when I didn't want to be in the first place.
I saw her in the hallway and tried talking to her, but she completely ignored me to the point where I looked like a complete idiot by trying to get her attention.
She basically told me not to leave her side after all that shit with Dahyun, but here she was avoiding me at all costs.
I tried to see her during the first minute of lunch, but Miss Agatha explained to me that she did not want to see me. I was even thinking about getting into trouble to see her, but I decided to not do shit since she's acting that that.
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Love Is Dangerous
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] Not your typical teacherxstudent love story. girlxgirlmature. A SATZU ADAPTION (CREDITS TO ORIGINAL AUTHOR)