Giggling alone one might think this girl has something wrong with her but looking closely one would notice a pair of small earphones were placed on her ear. "That's so two years ago Paula," the green eyed girl smiled, "I don't even know what's gotten into me."
"Sam!" a voice from one of the classroom called the attention of some students out in the hallway, "Samantha!" "Oi Russ!" the girl with green eyes turned to look at the guy wearing a Mexican outfit, "You're a guide?" she asked. Not answering her question, the guy pulled Sam towards the classroom, "Hey hey what the? Russ?" entering the room her face flushed when she noticed where her former classmate had place her. A flash strike her eyes. Realizing what just happened she glared at her friend. "Paula here," the guy who was beside her a while ago called out a girl from the hallway. A soft gasp escaped from Samantha's mouth as she watched her best friend received a flower.
"I'll admit I was just too possessive he isn't my boyfriend," Samantha chuckled, "More like a fuck buddy." A smile formed on her lips as she listened to the voice from the other line, "I know. I know. Anyway GTG my next class is about to start. Miss you Paula."
Standing up from her seat, the green eyed student walk towards her next class. Looking around she searched for her classmates in the spacious gym. Her green eyes widen at the sight of a certain someone sitting meters across where her classmates are, "Impossible," she mumbled. Fishing her phone, she texted a former classmate of hers.
To: Ian Oi do you know where Samuels is enrolled? If so where?
Though she's 90% sure that it's him she has still 10% of doubt because some students were concealing his face but she had saw his body frame. The vibration of her phone had pulled her from her reverie. Dreading the message she swallowed a whole lot of courage just to unlock the mobile.
Ian: Oi :) Samuels as in Rillian Samuels? Are you getting back with stalking him?
Somewhat angered by her friend's rather rude answer she tap her phone in mac speed
Sam: Idiot! I have no time with your jokes. So do you know?
Ian: Heh HB much? If I remember correctly Melbourne University. Why'd you asked?
Sam: Whattt?!?! I thought he was aiming for University of Sydney? Are you totally sure he's in Melbourne?
Ian: Yes. I'm 100% sure, I've checked while you're thinking of a reply. Wait a minute you're studying at Melbourne right?
Sam: Congratulations you're not a total dumbass!
Ian: Woah is this a start of something new?
Sam: Screw it. I don't even want to see, hear or smell that jerk. Anyway still have class bye.
Keeping her phone away, the green eyed girl look back to the gym teacher saying some things about their finals. It's their last subject for the day, and she hasn't eaten anything since this morning scratch that she hasn't eaten anything since yesterday lunch so by now she's too famished to even bother listening plus the fact that someone she's clearly avoiding is studying in the same school as her.
When the bell finally rang she bolted from her seat and out of the school. Checking her wallet, Sam glared at it. To her disappointment she only have enough money for the bus fare and a cup of coffee. Stuffing the poor wallet back to her pocket she walked towards the convenient store to order a cup of coffee.
Taking the cup of steaming latte she immediately went to the bus stop to wait for the ride. Not a minute had passed and a bus finally arrived, she's the first one in the line so she immediately climbed it and paid for her fare. Looking around for an empty seat she spotted one on the fourth row and took it. Not minding her surroundings she scoot towards the window to give space for other passengers to sit and true enough a person had sat on that space. But she's too preoccupied with the view projected on the bus's window, and the sudden voice she heard on her wireless headset interrupting the music being played.
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Love's a Paradox
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