🦋Sofie🦋
I've waited for close to 20 minutes and yet no sign of the so called dude. I already told Maxie that I'll be busy with my project after school, so she shouldn't bother about me. Looks like she wasn't in a hurry to go home either because she told me she'll be busy with hers too.
Where's this idiot? Does he think I have the whole day?
Just when I was about leaving, the Eddie guy came up. Sweating and panting. Looks like he ran all the way down here.
"Look, I'm so sorry. I was caught up in the middle of........."
I shot him a death glare.
"Yeah just cut the crap." I rudely interrupted. "Do you think I have the time to listen to your stupid story? With the way you've wasted my time, the best you can do is to sit your ass down and lets begin!"
For a moment, he was shocked. He stared at me, wide eyed with mouth agape. Part of his brunette hair sticking to his face.
Only God knows what he had been doing!
🦋Eddie🦋
Geez someone's got a bad temper!
Yeah, I know I wasted her time and all but it wasn't my fault that I was held back for basketball practice. I mean, we already practiced in the morning but I was called separately to practice after school!
I could vividly remember my conversation with the coach.
"What is wrong with you Eddie? Whats all that nonsense you did back there?" He was referring to the way I played.
"You were not like this. Please tell me what's wrong."
Yeah I know I haven't always been like that. But ever since the death of my mum, the perky side of me never returned. In fact, I lost the zeal to do anything. It happened last year. But to me, it still felt like yesterday.
"I'm fine sir." I lied.
"No, you're not. Are you sick or something?"
"I'm not sick." I snapped, my face down, a single tear threatening to fall but I won't let him see it. No way will I let anyone see the vulnerable side of me.
"You're sure?" He asked and I nodded.
"Alright then, private practice with me after school."
"But sir I already...."
"After school." He interrupted and left.
So you see, it wasn't entirely my fault. I tried explaining but she won't allow me.
Is she always bitchy or does she just hate me?I could remember the first time we met, though I guess she vaguely remember. She had the same expression on her face. That kind of don't-mess-with-me look.
Slowly, I took a chair and sat my ass down (her words not mine).
I watched as she brought out the book we're supposed to be working on and began to read.I don't know if it was how she read it or how she was so fluent in French but I couldn't help but stare at her face all along. She was so focused on what she was reading that she never bothered to tuck back the strand of hair that fell on her face.
Ginger colored - I thought, smiling.
Just then, she looked up from the book.
🦋Sofie🦋
"Alors tu comprends?" I asked finally taking my eyes off the book.
He smiled vaguely, ignoring my question .
What the hell is wrong with this goat!
"What's so funny mister? I just asked you a question."
For a moment, he snapped out of his dreamland and looked at me, puzzled.
"Umm.. sorry, I didn't get your question."Oh great. When you're busy thinking about only God knows what!
"J'ai dit tu comprends?" I repeated.
He looked at me for a moment like he was trying to process my question. "Sorry, I don't understand French."
"YOU DON'T WHAT?" I almost screamed. How are we supposed to work on a project if he doesn't even understand what we're doing?
I should have known he was nothing but a coconut head, as dumb as can be!
What kind of badluck day is this?
First silly projects, next stupid partner!"You know what," I stood up, picking up my bag. "I don't even need you. I'm better of doing this project on my own."
What a complete waste of time!
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I'm The Bad Girl //Bilie Eilish Completed✅
Fanfiction{Edited Version} Sofie• A nerdy, Tomboy, Tough girl who doesn't give a hoot about feelings nor love. Maybe because of her past.... Will anyone be bold enough to break through her defenses? find out♥ .