Chapter 8
A hand slammed loudly against her table causing her to jolt upward from doing her homework in surprise.
Her eyes were wide like saucers and her mouth let out a startled yelp that caused a few of her classmates to glance over to her direction.
"Gosh Becca, don't scare me like that" Leah murmured, sitting back on her seat and pushing the table slightly.
"Is it true?" the girl standing across her asked,
Leah lifted an eyebrow, "Is what true?"
Becca grabbed the chair that belonged to the table Infront of her and spun it around so she could seat there facing her. Her big brown eyes stared at her widely and her mouth pressed against each other as if she was dying to let something spill out of her mouth.
"I heard from my classmate, Charity, saw you yesterday going back home with a guy. Is it true?"
Leah groaned loudly, bringing her hands over her head as she sighed exasperatedly, "Is everyone talking about it?" she asked.
Becca gasped loudly, a hand over her mouth, "It is true!"
"Leah, what is this? Why haven't you told me anything about this boyfriend of yours?! I thought you detested man like your mother" her friend rambled quickly without catching a breath.
Leah shake her head and tap her friend's nose lightly, "We've only met three times, what are you talking about?"
"But Charity said he was waiting for you and you knew!"
"Well I wasn't really in an appropriate position to decline his offer of sending me home..." Leah twiddled with the strand of her hair embarrassingly,
"He's a big guy, Becca, he could just threaten the socks out of me. Sure he didn't and that wasn't just it- "
"Then why Leah? Tell me, I need to know everything" Becca said exasperatedly, her eyes bulging out like she had just saw a lake in the middle of the oasis. Leah rolled her eyes at her friend.
"I was getting there" she begins, "All he offered was to send me home, probably out of curiosity to see what a girl that attended an all-female high school was like, and he probably got an answer-that we're pretty mundane and awkward, and won't bother me anymore. You know those kind of guys whose just out of curiosity, excited with the idea of a school with only girls and think we're desperate"
"Damn" Becca let out, leaning her chin on top of her hand, "Did that guy give you that impression?"
Leah thought for a while, recalling back to Ethan and their little to no conversation, "I mean, he didn't do anything rude or was mean or anything. I just don't have any expectations from it"
Becca looked at her for a while, "What if he shows up today as well, to walk you home again?" she asked, "If he asked you to be friends with him, would you?" Leah considered her question.
"Absolutely not, we just don't click. And there is no way will he actually ask something like-
"Can we be friends?" Leah stared bewilderingly at Ethan when he uttered the exact same words Becca had mentioned during their earlier classes. When school had finished, Leah was shock to see Ethan standing at the same place as yesterday, waiting for her.
"Why?" she couldn't help but blurt out.
She was skeptic, of course she was, she had close to none male friends and her interaction with the opposite gender was vastly inexperienced.
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Romance[Ethan] Driven by intrigue-at-first-sight, Ethan couldn't quite place what exactly that he felt towards the socially awkward cat lover that he had simply bumped into one night. There was this sense of curiosity, fascination, longing and even warmth...
