lovely - Leonardo DiCaprio

18

It's been a week, congratulations were in order. Of course, Leonardo will play Heathcliff. As for Catherine, Priya did not get the part, rather it will be played by Abilene Kates.

Abilene is one of those girls whom when you look at, you'll immediately fall in love. She is breathtaking, and the sweetest, too.

"Have you ever seen such beauty?" Danny says in awe as he was leaning on his locker, us looking how her jaw moves as she talks to her friends.

She is popular, but she never seemed to care much of the exposure. She's smart, and artistic. Everyone wants to be with her, or be her. I on the other hand, can't help but to feel a little intimidated at times as I have always been insecure with how I look.

I closed my locker door and sighed,
I shouldn't care for shit like this.

"—don't you agree, Giselle?" was all I heard from Dwyneth's voice.

"What?" I asked.

"I said she's perfect for the part. Unlike Miller."

I looked at Abilene and saw her ethereal smile, "Y-yeah. Totally."

I opened my Geometry notebook, reviewing my answers for the assignment, but was interrupted by someone aggressively hitting me with an elbow.

"Ow, Dwyneth what the f–"

I looked up and saw her in front of me, Abilene.

"Hi," she said with her perfectly white teeth, with her perfect figure.

"H-hi."

"Giselle, right? I'm Abilene," she says sticking out her hand, smiling.

I have never felt so small.

"You're from the Verculum club, aren't you? The photographer?" she continues, her angelic voice ruling the room.

Stuttering, "Uh—yes. Th-that's me."

"I saw your trial posters for the play. They're incredible, I was speechless," she says as her hair flows in motion, she really is gorgeous.

"Keep up the great work, I think you're an amazing artist," she added, giving out a last smile before she turns around walking away.
"Oh, uh. Is this yours?" she says as she picks up a small paper from the ground.

Again?

To not cause much attention, I immediately answered, "Yes, thank you," as I took it from her hand.

I turned my sight from Amara, Danny, and Dwyneth.
"Alright, knock it off."

They looked at me in the most confused way as possible, "What are you talking about?" Amara mutters.

"Oh, boo-hoo! I know you have been putting shit letters on my bag, it was funny at first okay, but I've had enough," I said, it was loud enough for people to hear, as I look around, "Sorry."

I pulled myself a bit closer to them and whispers, "Guys, I'm serious. I'm too busy for bulls like this."

"What's your problem, Morris?" Dwyneth says.
They looked at each other and bursted out laughing, "Dude, get some sleep." Dwyneth adds tapping my head as she walks away.

Amara lifts her books from her locker as she touches my shoulder, "Erin, we have no idea what you're talking about."

Danny joins, "Yeah, why would we even do that in the first place, hoe?" as he and Amara walk away as well.

"W-wait, you really have no idea what I'm talking about?" I asked, making the three of them look back at me, as they all shook their heads.

"Why, what's going on?" Amara walks back towards me, with a concerned look.