"Metawin, don't do this to me. Let me explain.
"Explain what? Explain to me how much you enjoyed toying with my emotions because you knew that no matter what you do, I'd stay? Explain to me how much you found these events amusing while I kept all th...
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•WIN OPAS-IAMKAJORN•
March 2014
The constant vibration of my phone wakes and jolts me out of the bed almost instantly, still contemplating if I should put it on snooze or not. But I don't have all the liberty to actually hit that certain button since it's already eight in the morning, and my class starts at 9. This means, only one thing, I'll be damn late if I choose to stay in the bed for another minute more and so I kick myself out of the bed. Racing the clock, I do all of my heavenly morning routines in a flash but making sure that I don't look like I did. When the clock finally hits thirty minutes after eight, I am already done and ready to step out of my cave and into the outside world - and maybe, run to where my bike is usually parked.
It is a good thing that today is in fact a peaceful day which is unusual for a weekend, and on a school day to be exact, but I'm not complaining because I am able to arrive at the grounds just in time. Quickly, and carefully, I jump out of my bike, remove my helmet, and swing my precious bag on my shoulder. I fumble rather hurriedly all the way to my department building with heavy breathing and lovely sweat running down my back - and my forehead. Panting, and feeling relieved, I crash my back with the chair and look at JJ who then looks at me with a wide smile.
"Ah, we ran a marathon, I see. So how was it? Did you have fun? And just for the record, your living inside the dorm...you could at least have the decency to not be late."
"Of course, a nagging in the early morning. Got nothing nice to say this early?" I raise an eyebrow and JJ gives me a teasing smile, too much that he looks like a total weirdo. "Will you stop smiling like that? You are being so creepy right now, and me no likey."
"Well, that was supposed to be the plan, sweetheart," he mumbles and I slap his arm from the pet name that he just throws in the conversation.
"And don't call me sweetheart," I shake my head.
"Of course, only Bright can call you that. Wait, did you already talk to him and apologize?"
"No."
JJ just raises his brows in a questioning manner before he shrugs his shoulders completely and I avert my gaze into the wall, thinking. It's been a week since our fight and even if I really want to talk to him and apologize for suddenly lashing out, I couldn't. I haven't seen him for the whole damn week, not even his damn shadow for chrissake, and add the fact that he hasn't been replying to any of my text messages. I did try to call him, but I didn't because I don't trust my voice - I'd probably chicken out once I hear him.
Finally, the day starts when our instructor arrives with her furrowed brows and suddenly throws at us an impromptu presentation for a certain topic - flipping my already flipped mind. I just hope that she doesn't call me out of anywhere to present - wishful thinking while I try to wrap my mind on how to approach Bright if I ever see him.
