Cliche (Love Series # 1)

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Chat

(verb)

\ˈchat\  

: to talk with someone in a casual way

: to talk over the Internet by 
sending messages back and forth in a chat room

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"Can I court you?"

I look at the message I received from a classmate of mine. I don't know him much but since the school provides the names of the students along with those sections, our class decided to add each other's Facebook account and make a class group chat.

The person who sent me this was a man, I don't even know him nor have remembered his name. It's the second day of school and it means I have to wake up early and to see this- in the morning- well let's just say that it has ruined my entire morning.

I was still baffled at the message when my friend, Hanie, came over and looked at my phone before teasing me.

"Oh~ It looks like someone has already started hitting on you!"

"It must be a joke, that's for sure" I rolled my eyes and sneered at this lousy prank.

Hmph, who are they to fool me? They might just say that they fell in love with me at first sight because of my oh-so-gorgeous features, I would have easily believed them- not.

This type of love at first sight only applies in Wattpad so nope!

"Oh~ Is Jamie being crushed on?" Bool teased as I glared at him with my feline-shaped eyes.

"It's probably just a joke" I said nonchalantly as I turned to Hanie.

She just wriggles her full eyebrows and gave me a wink before sitting down next to me. Hanie has olive skin with a body on the skinnier side and has big doe eyes. She's one of my best friends along with bool and Enard.

Soon, I didn't take notice of the unusual chat that ruined my morning and just focused on the lesson while taking some notes from here and there.

I finished writing my notes and looked at them in satisfaction, my handwriting is unusual like most of my friends told me. It was a waste of space, too fat letters and I write too slow that's why I would always be left behind in my elementary days.

Time is a fickle thing, when you want it to slow down, it wouldn't and when you want it to rush, it wouldn't happen too. Like what we're doing, I wanted the class to end so that I and my friends can go out and have fun, but it looks like it's not happening today.

One of my teachers was just too passionate about teaching that she didn't know that her time had already exceeded, in short, she's overtime.

"Okay class, that's all"

Finally! I almost groaned out loud and managed to calm myself before sending a look at Hanie. She did understand my look and grinned at me but before leaving, I have to organize my seat and of course, clean the room.

I'm assigned today since we didn't actually clean yesterday because it's the first day of school. There is no janitor in high school, it only applies in elementary and even so we still have to pay money every week. I had just managed to get the seats in order when all of a sudden, one guy bumped into the seat that was already arranged and I groaned in annoyance.

I glare at the back of his head when all of a sudden, our eyes met and I was soon flustered at it. He just got a pair of charming eyes that made me feel a bit conscious of myself.