Christian P. O. V:

One Mississippi.
Two Mississippi.
Three Mississippi.
Four Missi-

Stop this shit.

The long one-hour wait right before the school main gate, I slouched on the bumper of my black Jaguar. My eyes scanned every single face, not to miss her.

Yesterday, she was weird. Everytime I went to talk, she started screeching like a stray cat. I just don't get that girl's psychology.

I was sitting all night, wondering what wrong I did?

Did I ignored her? No.

Did I hit on her? Maybe.

Did she got jealous because I talked to her friends? She doesn't seem like that type.

What is the problem, lady?

What?

This was the reason I am standing right now, like the Guardian of the school.

The parking lot slowly start to fill with cars, the school getting busier minute by minute. The jocks were on their morning practice, chasing the brown ball and throwing through the loop. The cheergirls are shouting nonchalantly with their nosy voices, plunging into the bright blue sky.

Quite a circus.

The yellow bus stopped at halt, a bunch of people rumbled down. All sort of people, nerds, jocks, the innocent girls and bullies are jumping down the bus. Some of the girls and boys eyed me uncomfortably, as I faked a smile not to look like a creepy stalker, planning to bomb the school.

She doesn't take the school bus.

Does she fly to school?

Anxiety built in like a wild storm, wrecking me from inside. My empty stomach was already grumbling.

Cass came after one hour hurrying into the school, but stopped seeing me.

"Early bird?"

"Well. I'm just.."

She peeped into the car to see, Gabbie and Felix drooling over each other in deep sleep.

"Did they even shower? They are like they haven't slept for weeks?"

She looked at me, in doubt.

"So are you."

Concern washed over her cute face.

" Are you guys okay? Is there a prob?"

"No. Just boy stuff"

"Boy stuff? I heard it's bad for health", Cass scoffed and heat rushed to her cheeks.

"What?"

Oh my God, what does she even think of us?

"No. We were just playing video games all night. That's our stuff"

Bro code 12 whatever: if you want Bros to do something with you, win a video game or a fight.

I had to play games all night to convince them to come early to school.

The freaking noise of the bell echoed into my empty mind, shrilling through my ears.

She waved and disappeared.

Charlie arrived with her father, dropping her at the school in an White Duster. She kissed her dad, goodbye.

"Hey, Christian.", She greeted with a carefree tone.

"Hey, Charlie"

"Whom are you waiting for?"

"What? I..? I'm not." , I started to fidget, nerves jittered around my body.

"It's obvious, dude. Don't worry. Your girlfriend is a sloth for life. She arrives sharply when the second bell rings.", She woke Felix and Gabbie and urged them to go to the class. They took the same class - the English Poetry.

Second bell? But that's half an hour to kill.

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After I filled my stomach with green smoothie and waffles with fruits, I searched for my locker. There is no sign of her in the clamorous corridor.

Is she absent?
Is she in trouble?

As I was arranging my things at the locker, the old rusty locker smell invited me along with a poster for a fresh summer party.

"Thank God! A fucking party at last.", I slammed the door shut.

"Hey, this town is not that shitty. Hot things happen too.", A familiar voice talked behind me.

I turned to see hot model in a tight shirt and a skirt, short enough to be called inappropriate. The curves were right on places on the perfect body.

"Hi, I'm Shirley, a member of student council. Do you need help?"

I just stared at the her for a moment, trying to regain my memories.

She do look familiar. Is it porno?

"Hello?", She extended her hand to shake, as she winked a naughty smile.

Oh! Who cares? Come to daddy.

"Sorry, I'm-"

"I know you, Christian. The hot boy friend of outcast."

Outcast?

"Who?"

"Laura, duh", she rolled her green eyes as she ran her hand through her silk soft brown hair which was covering the majestic view.

Oh la la.

Chris, behave!

"You shouldn't believe her though. She is not the girl for you. You have a lot of people to hang out. Cool people!", She winked.

"Butt off. She is a great person and you are not the one to complain about her ", I said, a tint of anger in my voice. I never knew why I support her

Maybe it's the way we met at the dance. The daringly safe vibe supporting for her best friend caught me right in my heart.

"So where is the party?", I changed the subject.

"Eleven o clock at Blue Crestwood.", She slipped in a small brown paper into my hand and lingered on touch.

"Great. See you at the party. Maybe you should give review about it later that night."

"I'd love too. I am a greaaaat whiner"

"Complain ALL NIGHT", she mouthed those words as she walked down the corridor, wriggling her worked out butt all way down.

What an a-

My eyes met Laura's, who was burning fury. Her face was red hot, as she rolled her eyes, irritated beyond extent.

Great morning!

"Hey, babydoll", I followed her, as she continued walking, ignoring me.

Okay, she is angry!

"Looks like you have got new friends"

And jealous!

"Nah. She is just talking about some stupid party."

She turned suddenly, nearly bumping into me and asked a blunt question out of the blue.

"Why are you here?"

Okay, that's trouble!

"What? What do you mean?"

"With all that happened, you are supposed to take revenge and I shouldn't even be with you. But still I am."

"So?", I came closer to her.

"Should I be worried?", A disheartened look came over her innocent face. I just looked at her, with a sweet smile.

"About falling in love with me? Well maybe."

"Getting hurt by you? Because you are a stupid player. And I hate those kind of assholes. They always hurt people.", She blushed as she blurted them and closed her mouth in surprise.

"No. I won't."

A sincere strong tone came out of nowhere, tingling the hidden soft spot for her. I caressed her soft strand of hair behind the ear.

God! Did I just meant it? What is happening to me!

I shook myself and resolved from the emotional whirlpool, which I don't dare to set foot on. My heart suddenly raced like a wild horse, revealing my vulnerability.

Damn! She is something.

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