All because Mark Austin Jawa was a remarkable dunce that I swear his mere existence can make you go nauseous to the core you withstand to shove him into Queen of Hearts castle and have her have him in her ways. Mark Austin Jawa, lucky I haven't had his internal organs as my Christmas tree ornamentation.
Remember I said that in the previous chapter. Well, this is why.
Sometimes there is better good in hiding dark secrets but I don't think there were any dark secrets that are being hidden by these two souls instead, they were hiding their true feelings towards each other as their hearts were bound but their brains reject each other existence as they are stubborn. They refuse to draw out each other attitudes and agree there was each other first bittersweet love.
For the sake of divinity, humans, and creatures of the night. Allow me to be the narrator of this screw tale of high school.
From how they first met till the present time.
These two souls first met on the most boring day of my life, the first day of junior high since I too was a junior high student myself.
For three months, they were preferable human beings. Three months later, they became inhuman dramatic beings.
Miranda was present on the orientation day however Mark was absent. They both were present on the first day of school and there were curiosity, excitement and hate in the air.
They gave each other a curious stare that you could tell they wanted to know each other. It was love at first sight for two curious cats.
Spoiler Alert, Curiosity kills the cat.
Just joking, no one dies in this story but I swear I may have dreamed of having some being's internal organ as my Christmas ornaments.
Christmas is my favourite festivity.For almost a week this was going on, most of us were friends, best friends, and ultimate mates who won't bother stripping butt naked for each other, some became enemies as they clung onto the bits of hate, and some became love birds because of the hormones I presumed or maybe because of their lust.
No jokes, teenagers are a bunch of horny animals kept in captivity.
Miranda, however, was a timid soul but yet she was the star of the class thanks to her diversity she was chubby and with white skin that made her adorable instead. Miranda was a breed of European and Asian.
Her personality nonetheless never stops Mark from plunging for her. Mark, however, on the contrary, was giving out gay vibes or was that my first impression of him and it was still my expression towards him yet I had an infatuation with him, my impression was so because he gave that weird-looking stare at every boy with a smirk and to girls, he gave an evil sweet creepy that somehow made me felt, he might dislike girls. According to me, that was being gay and to prove it, he enjoys flirting with two boys I know from childhood who was straight as a pole. They even rubbed him, he shrugs it off like it was a normal thing in the first place.
But from anything, Miranda already had a friend from elementary school with her and that friend of hers soon became an inseparable buddy with Mark.
Girls or boys regardless of the year were friends with him or either knew him as their favourite junior. Safe to say, he reached the charts of being Winter Abyss High Golden Boy with the most ease. However, Miranda's lonely life was on its horizon as Miranda needed Mark to help to complete her English assignment because her friend had refused to help.
Her best friend refused to help her and ask her to ask Mark for help.She hated to ask for help but through the app called "WhatsApp" she did and he helped her, since that, they had daily communication, and soon they became mutual mates from online to reality. Before they became friends they occasionally flirt. They became the headline couple in the school.
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It just felt right because It was unnecessary drama.
RomanceWell, this is a journal, so you found it. Can I say Happy reading into my life? The life of a kid who hates love. This is a love story, darling. Well, I don't know about you but I hate school, I have been told it is a place to mingle with good souls...