It just felt right because It was unnecessary drama.

'Hi...Can you help me?'(4)

Ever since we exchange names with each other.As much as I enjoy having a friend. I hate him already. It has been a week of knowing him. He stalks, a little racist, on and off sexist, and pervert in making, and I am sure he has mood swings, he is either homophobic or he just has no respect for humans and is in love with Adidas to the point even his underwear and school bag is from Adidas. He flaunts Adidas.
He thinks he is a Harry Potter twin from another father and mother. Loves Taylor Swift and hates Johnny Depp. His dream women are Victoria's Secret Models.

He makes every guy in the class self-conscious of themselves. He a jerk but yet he is cute. He is smart but at times insensitive. He hates me mingling with other boys. If I am with the Indian boys, playing cardboard games with them or even sitting next to them and hearing them tell me stories about their elementary school life. They taught some girly stuff too. How to dress more feminine, and how to be more graceful, in general, I was like a little girl to them, and they deem it was necessary to teach me how to be more feminine as I had a boyish demeanour. Girls didn't like me because of that.

Even the girls that were friends with me from Elementary do dislike my demeanour but they get along with me otherwise as we get along in academics and stuff. The boys were conservative but also had open minds.
I don't get why he disturbs me when I am with the boys. But according to one of the boys,  Haresh. Haresh thinks Mark likes me but I don't agree with that because Mark's idol women are Victoria's Secret models, not boyish girl who loves Johnny Christopher Depp ||.

My heart does get excited and also gets annoyed with Mark.

He has been tormenting me since home period. He made himself seated next to me.

'Don't you have others to mentally torment? You are disturbing me every second you get.', I shrugged at Mark since the home period started. He has been blabbering about intercourse. At first, I only told what I knew about sex as the basic general knowledge every kid should receive to protect themselves. It was entertaining at first to see his reaction while listening to me intensely but as soon as he start asking what type of sex do I like, I hated him.

'I am not disturbing you, you are the one playing hard to talk to. And for a matter of fact, I do have others to talk but I doubt would they talk about  sex with me.'Mark replied.

'You know that yet that the topic you seek to have a chat on. You are a pervert.'I voiced out as I hid my face in my arms on the desk.

'You are a pervert too, you explain the process to me.'He answered. I regretted telling him what I knew about intercourse.

'Sex is just general knowledge.'I whispered hoping he wouldn't hear.
I don't traumatize people by talking about sex 24/7.

'It not. It was never.'He replied as the bell rang for the first period to begin. He had his eyes on me, waiting for me to say something.

'Shut it ', I voiced as I lift my head to see the next teacher walk into class.

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Why doesn't he just stick to someone else, rumours are going to be born. This day, a boy and a girl can't just be friends. If seen together, a rumour that they are a couple is delivered. There are already rumours.

'What? 'I questioned him noticing he had his eyes on my almost complete essay.

'Your writing is cursive and very messy. Can't, you write any neatly? It an eyesore to look at.'He answered as he lifts his eyes to meet mine.

'Just mind your own nature Mark before I smack your head and likely injure your brain.' I replied to him stretching my fingers.

It is a pain to write a lengthy essay but I love writing. When I write, I feel I am a part of what I am composing. Even if my words betray me verbally, my pen has never come to betray me yet and I hope it never comes too. The future always makes me do things I never want to do in the first place.

'Fine, I will go see Lee.', Mark voiced out shifting his gaze from me to search for the tall guy, Lee.

'You meant, you are going to go stalk Miranda by interrupting Lee and her friend circle.'I explained as I go through my essay again for spelling errors.

'Shut up, I want to go see Lee regarding the chat group we have on WhatsApp.Besides Miranda not even responding to me.', Mark replied with a sad expression. His eyebrows lowered and pulled closer as the corner of his lips curled into a slight pout. His sad expression was eye candy to my sight.

'At last, you move on.'I blurted out sighing with ease.
Miranda will be at ease but yet I don't understand your obsession with having her be your friend. She wants to be left alone.

'I didn't. I am just waiting for the moment to come.', He replied with a shady gaze towards Miranda.

School going to be over in 10 minutes, and I will be away from Mark.

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Lee
 

'Lee, you copied everything off the board. I didn't manage to copy, Miss. Dyna writes fast and erasers them off the board, to write the next part.'

'Nope. Why not try asking someone else?'

'Who would I want to ask? Even Ann is not on WhatsApp.I don't have anyone to ask besides you and now you say, you haven't completed them. Then what are you doing now?'

'I asked Mark for help, he on WhatsApp and he agreed to help. You can ask him if you want.'

'Lucky you. I don't want to. That guy a creep.'

'I dare you to...'

'You don't mean it.'

'I do...I dare you, Miranda Qistina Thomas to ask Mark Austin Jawa for help regarding your English essay note. Besides we need to hand in the essay tomorrow.'

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+000 xxx xxxx

'Hi, Mark.'
'It Miranda'
'Hi...Can you help me?'
'I didn't complete my English Essay.'
'If you wondering how I got your number, I got it from Lee.'

'Hey...I am cool with you having my number.'
'Sure I would love to help, Miranda.

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Mark the creep.

'Hey, we are friends right...?'

'Yea...after all, you help me with my homework. Friends help each other right?'

'Yes...'

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