Chase Hudson Is Trouble

#5

chase hudson lived 4 blocks away from our house with his mom and little sister , they moved when i was 6 and he started going to my school. he was the nicest kid with the bubbly laughters and the cute colourful outfits . he would pass by our house everyday in his bleu bike and cartoon helmet racing away with couple of boys . i would watch them sometimes while gardening with my dad . we weren't exactly close it's just the usual "hey mr park , hey ester" he would wave and smile and that's it .

i looked down to my unfinished breakfast and the closed door of chase's room and the question kept coming back to my head "what did i do?" .

i picked my bag and headed to the door , i didn't bring my coffee so i went straight to the coffee shop near our building ,leela was the one who took me there the day we went shopping and it basically 100 meters away from our university . the coffee shop called bright it's cozy and warm with wooden tables , big glass windows which emphasizes the weather either sunny or rainy , comfy chairs and delicious coffee . i took my seat in one of the tables waiting for my order to pick up. the place was almost full with students who seem familiar enought with the space. goofing around with their friends.

i crave this kind of feelings. belonging to a group of people, hanging out and eating together. i crave not being alone and having sweet campany. i want shopping dates , coffee dates , cinema date , sleepovers and partys . i want jokes and cracks . i crave for a "come over" and "i'll pick you up" i want the late nights boys talk and cigarettes in abandoned places . i crave for a friend hug and comfort.

but that was taken away from me when one day chase hudson decided i was the perfect target for a full time torture. i hate what he and his friends did to me and i hate that i'm feeling guilty and that i must've did something wrong and i deserve what i got.

"isn't it weird that the straw make a moaning sound whenever i insert it in the cup" the voice said and added a very hight pitched moan for the sound effect. i followed the sound to find an asian boy probably korean debating the idea that straws have feelings too mostly sexual. "oh Johnny wtf" another voice scorched away with a disgusted face "stop sexualising everything Johnny!!!!" another girl added with an eye roll . i looked at the group of people who are probably friends becouse they did not leave the weird kid behind . the two girls are asian too with the dark hair and the slanted eyes and the clothes that screams bitch i'm fashion and the other boy who's probably gay but who am i to judge a book by it's cover ... yupe he's gay . and then the jhonny guy who by the way was staring at me while i analyse his group of friends. i turned away so fast , my cheeks are getting heated and my anxiety went hight , he's probably thinks i'm wierd. the barista called my name thankfully and i grabed my americano and left hurriedly.

it took me 5 minutes to reach the campus, the green lawn was as big as a target's parking lot , there were students everywhere some of them are sprawled against the grass enjoying the sun and other are walking around the garden catching up with their significant other. i rushed my way towards the building and squeezed myself inside. the marble floor and the hight sealing took my breath away. i've already visited the university once i was accepted with my mom but seeing it now crowded and full of new faces makes it more enjoyable and gorgeous. i found the administration corridor and the office of the students management for my class outline and timetable.

my first class is in 10 minutes and it's gonna be held in the lecture room in the 3erd floor , i took my time walking around the corridors and climbing the steps enjoying the view and the potentials this place brought me . it's not just the amazing opportunity for a hight education, it's the freedom of being unknown, a clear,white page where i can draw whatever i want and however i want. the haul was crowded with chatting students already starting the curriculum discussions ,i guess the competition is tough this year and i'm excited to hope with the crowd and enjoy the race.