Captain of the Chess club

One - Kimmy Solong's curse

KIMMY FUCKING SOLONG.

I was minding my own business, you know, getting out of my own way to help people who struggled with subjects as the student record people advised, saying it could relieve some stress or whatnot. When one particular person took advantage of my 'outstanding' services and that person was none other than, Kimmy Solong.

The girl who held a curse whenever she was around. She really disappointed me as a human being and I would never in a million years want to be her friend, she just really makes our human race look so disappointing and daunting.

I mean don't get me wring, she is a girl, but sometimes she behaves like she's a fucking circus clown always making problems and causing chaos practically wherever she went with that loud mouth of hers. How the hell was Kimmy Solong meant to cope in the future with her husband and kids? Assuming she even will have a family, or a future for that matter.

I was bloody stressed dealing with that girl and her stupid attempts of flirting with me while we were in a situation of trying to remember and recite what square numbers were. I really do not understand how she does AP calculus if she doesn't even understand the basic AP calculations.

It doesn't make sense.

Then again nothing with Kimmy Solong makes sense. That girl was a mystery, like a pretty face behind an ugly mask. I doubt it was pretty though, maybe she's both ugly inside and out.

The inner thoughts of my mind had been disapproving of my view of her. They both held worth discussions as of she was considered beautiful to begin with. I mean, yes she did have a nice pair of green eyes which reminds me of an Acacia forest and those chubby cheeks that you'd just want to squeeze and-

What was I doing?

I was getting ahead of myself. There is no way in a million years that I'd ever consider Kimmy Solong to be someone as close to me. Not when she was considered a curse which destroys anything or anywhere she goes. That bloody curse she has on her was confirmed real the moment that girl killed Walter Brown in Sophomore year... just by talking to him.

I'm surprised I haven't died yet. But to gain a more good reputation and excellent school record I'd have to tutor Kimmy solong, regardless of a curse.

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"Leave me alone," I grumbled, side-stepping her.

I continued walking towards my next class, before I heard the sounds of desperate crying coming from the direction I just came from. I didn't have to even turn to know who was causing that awful crying.

"Waah! Waah! Dorian Foster is bullying me!" She sobbed fakely, but loud enough for the whole corridor to hear. This made everyone hoot at me for apparently as Kimmy kindly put it 'bullying' her, which I never even did.

I stopped in my tracks and turned my body slightly to give Kimmy a sharp yet heated glare.

"I never did such thing!"

"Liar!" She hissed, walking slowly towards me. "You called me a curse and spat in my face before leaving me!"

Everyone gasped, I gave them all a heated gaze pissed, they all shrugged before I returned my heated gaze towards Kimmy Solong who standed a centimetre apart from my tall height.

Impressive, to say the least.

"Listen you-" weasel, "I never did anything to you, or said anything which would insult your name in a vile manner. So do not put bullying in the same sentence as my name okay!"