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Noun
tacenda
•things that are not to be spoken about or made public
•things that are best left unsaid
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THE IRRITATING SOUND OF THE ALARM CLOCK filled Jeremy's ears as he bolted upright,turning it off by practically smashing it. He grabbed his glasses from the nightstand beside the now destroyed alarm clock,letting out a yawn before standing up and stretching his arms upwards. He pulled his blinds to the side as the blinding light from the sun streamed through.
He opened his closet,revealing the only clothing that was hanging,which was his signature blue-yellow striped t-shirt and his blue cardigan,with his dark blue pants. He grabbed his clothes and quickly got dressed, running his fingers through his dark chestnut-brown hair with no care if it's messy.
As he was getting ready,the male took a glance at the calendar hanging in front of his door,realizing today is his first day on Senior Year.
Awesome,just fantastic.
A few months back,Junior Year has finally come to an end and another level is yet to beat,Senior Year. Well,Jeremy couldn't care any less at all,he just wanted this whole thing done so he could finish college with his best friend,none other than, Michael Mell. Since they already have planned to go to college together.
Jeremy pressed his glasses onto his face before going downstairs,seeing his father cooking breakfast surprisingly with pants on. After the Squip Incident Michael somehow convinced Jeremy's father to wear pants every day,and it seems like it's working for both Jeremy and his dad.
"Hey, son!"Mr.Heere smiled,handing his son a plate with eggs and bacon."I'm going out tonight."
"Awe again,Dad?"Jeremy questioned,raising his brow.
These past days,Mr. Heere was always out for a date with the woman he met at the hospital when Jeremy was getting healed,every other day his father would go out to a date with her. Sure,Jeremy was proud of his father finally moving on,but he never mentions anything about her except her having a son almost the same age as Jeremy.
"I'm just excited for her to finally meet you,buddy."Mr.Heere smiled as his son rolled his eyes on the nickname his father always calls him.
Moments after their little conversation,Jeremy finished his meal within a minute. He stood up from his seat,grabbing his bag and waving goodbye to his father before leaving to go to the bus. Which finally didn't leave without him this time.
The brunette stepped inside the bus as he climbed up the stairs,which lead him to different students sitting and doing their own businesses.
He nervously eyed different people in their seats,recognizing familiar faces as he passed through,some friendly faces and familiar eyes filled with hatred; if their glares could kill,he would probably be six feet under the ground by now.
After searching for a seat,he spotted one right on back. When he was a few steps away from his seat,he by accident,turned his gaze to a black-haired girl,who was extremely familiar to him.
It was the dearest Christine Canigula.
As always,her face was buried into reading the book she was always holding;but Jeremy didn't notice any of that,probably because he was busy staring.
And before he knew it,he was standing there eyeing Christine with heart eyes.
After the SQUIP Incident, Jeremy finally had the courage to confess his feelings for Christine; of course,the girl accepted his feelings which made the boy happier than ever.
But the thing that bothered him the most is their distant relationship: Don't get it the wrong way,they love each other dearly and all but Christine was always away during the summer. But Jeremy just thought nothing of it and remained patient.
Suddenly,the bus started moving, which interrupted the brunette's daydreaming and making him fall straight to the ground,and once again,embarrassing himself in front of the crowd.
Christine immediately placed the book she was holding on her lap,looking at Jeremy with shock."Oh Jeremy,are you okay?"
Jeremy looked up at Christine,trying not to stutter,or even say anything out of embarrassment.
"O-of course I am-"
His words were chopped off when the bus tilted sidewards,making him roll to the side.
Snickers and laughter filled the whole bus,as the brunette tried to stand back up,holding the edges of the chairs to maintain his balance.
"Uh excuse me! There's still someone standing on the bus!"Christine yelled,loud enough for the bus driver to hear.
The bus stopped moving as the bus driver's loud complaints filled the whole bus.
"Go find a seat kid,I don't have all day!"
He had the idea of sitting next to his partner,but he then noticed someone sitting next to her,making him frown. Jeremy turned his heel and walked off,but he couldn't help but notice Christine giving him a sympathetic smile that made him smile back,after that she started zoning out and reading her book again.
The brunet approached the unoccupied seat he saw earlier,and with no hesitation,he quickly sat down so he wouldn't cause any more attention. Shortly after he sat down,the bus started moving as the students went back to talking to each other and the others doing their own things,acting like nothing happened.
Ring! Ring!
Jeremy looked up,noticing it was his phone that just rang. He quickly pulled it from his bag,checking the message.
'Did you get my email?'
The brunet lowered his eyebrows,the person's number was unrecognizable from what he knows,and he knows very few people and by few,just his best friend Michael.
They even use their 'secret personal' numbers when they text each other,claiming that no one else knows it but the both of them.
Jeremy was stuck staring at the number as he wondered if this person is going on the same school as him and who even was this person?
After a while,he responded with the best reply he can think of at the moment.
'No? And who are you? how'd you get my number?'
He waited for a response but nothing came,he had an idea to peek in front of him to see if anyone else was texting,but he saw no one else on their phone except Chloe and Jenna. I mean it can't be Jenna,right?
And neither will it ever be Chloe.
Maybe it's just another prank they're pulling on him.
He secretly watched their movements,trying to see if they were the ones messing with him.
"Chloe,Chloe-"Jenna started,only to be cut off by her bossy 'friend' sighing.
"What now,Jenna?"The blonde spat,turning her head towards her.
Jenna pointed at Jeremy,whispering something with a big smile on her face. Chloe widened her eyes and quietly shouted at her,the dark-skinned girl winced at the unexpected outburst of the blonde,she gave her an apologetic look before going back talking to their friend,Brooke Lohst;who was quietly listening to their little argument, kissing every word Chloe said.
Jeremy raised his brow in confusion; did Chloe just defended him? Chloe Valentine,the school's most popular girl -besides Jenna Rolan,just defended someone like Jeremy Heere? He knew they were friends and all but on the public eye?
Jeremy rested his head on the window,wondering what could be the reason for their change of heart.
The brunet shrugged off the negative thoughts with a smile,relieved that not many people will be bullying him anymore since the others learned to be friends with him,or just treat him like a person and not trash atleast.
Suddenly,he received a flattering message that made the boy smile with sweetness.
One new message from 'TheatreDork ❣'
'Hey, Jere! :) Just wanted to ask if you're okay. See you at lunch later today!'
The bus stopped moving as the sound of the students' complains and excitement grew louder.
"This is gonna be a very long day."The boy whispered to himself,running his sweaty hands on the straps of his bag.
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