Then I met him in the sticky and sweaty box of stench. The place where everyone finds
themselves in trouble in the movies.
I completely forgot about Adam.
Holy shit, I’m the worst girlfriend ever!
I began to scold myself as I began to pack up my stuff.
Stupid me. Stupid Pepper. You’re so stupid.
“Hey Pepper, see you at the gym for my party.”
“Sure.”
I continued to pack up my shit.
Wait a minute….
One sec…
Did I just subconsciously replied…. to MY FUTURE BOYFRIEND!
HOW DID I NOT REALISE IT WAS HIM!
I began to quickly and very rapidly pack my shit up and rushed to dump it all in my locker. Ain’t
no way in hell am I going to be late for my darling’s birthday.
One thing you probably didn’t know about Adam, he was basketball captain.
Like isn’t that the hottest thing ever?
Anyway, because of this, the coaches of course allowed him to host his birthday bash there, as
well as allow for him to order out catering too. No lie, I am addicted to expensive food.
As I quickly came across my locker, fiddled with my lock until I heard it’s click of grantation, I kid
you not, I just threw my shirt in there, slammed my locker, and went on my merry way to the
gym.
As my legs powered down the hallways, pinbowling between lost and fumbling sheeps in the
hallway, I couldn’t help but to daydream about Adam.
Screw Mr Ali, right now, I’m all Adam’s.
I couldn’t help but let my mind wonder to how mine and Adam’s children will look.
According to my 100% accurate equation :
HOT x HOT = HOT²
So our children would be super hot! Thank gosh I listened enough to Mr Ali’s little rambles on
how to do ‘basic’ maths. How is that basic? I’m in Grade 11 for God’s sake, not an old 40 year
old hag! You can’t expect someone like me to know all this rubbish!
I grabbed his present from my pocket. Of course it was a big fat $3000 cheque - the best type of
fat.
I finally made it.
I halted outside the door.
Now, time to recollect yourself Pepper, dear!
straightened my hair, my uniform, and of course, fixed an award winning smile on.
Even from outside the door, I could hear the pumping music and chatter of the people inside.
I hope those people aren’t for my Adam.
Of course they weren’t.
But every time I walk in, no one even has the guts to go talk to my crushes. Or, that would be an
inconvenience for the both of us.. wouldn’t it?
I had to waste my poor and valuable time on teaching on pe a lesson, and the latter would have
a bruised and beaten up face.
Hmm.. now looking at it. I think the inconvenience is mostly on me. Arg, people wasting my time.
Anyway, finding myself off topic, I recollected myself once more.
Three, two one.
I opened the door.
Instantly, all eyes were on me.
Instantly, no one even muttered a word.
Instantly, everyone took a step from my Adam.
Wait, did I say a step.
Oops. I think I meant they took 20 metres at the bare minimum.
And just like that, people were clinging to the walls like flies, and avoiding both Adam’s and I like
we were infected with the plague.
Adam, who was talking to some of his friends, had gone so confused as soon as they walked, or
more like, ran away from him.
Oh, you poor oblivious thing.
But gosh, do I like my boys innocent.

Just so I can spoil them.
*wink*
Confused, stunned, and disappointed, and things changed when he caught eyes with me.
He knew I wouldn’t run away.
Not like everyone else.
Geez, aren’t those people so flaky?
He walked towards me as I kept my award winning smile locked on him.
Once close enough to each other, he was the first to initiate the conversation.
“Wow you made it!”
“I wouldn't miss it for the world,” I shot him a beautiful smile sure to make him fall harder.
He gave me a smile back, with eye contact! Gotta love them Cosmopolitan magazines for telling
me how my lovers really feels about me.
“You look really… beautiful, today,” he gushed, eyes looking down at the floor.
“Of I kn- OH NO! I mean sorry…” omg Pepper, I’m cringing at myself right now, “I mean. Thank
you so much Adam, but you really don’t have to say such nice and meaningful things.”
All lies.
Who wouldn’t want their crush to say such nice and meaningful things to them? Oh my god,
what if he doesn’t want to say those things to me anymore? What then?
Omg! Omg! Omg!
I leant in to his ear.
In a hush whisper I confirmed my true meaning, “who am I kidding, please do keep saying nice
and meaningful things to me, I like it.”
I leant back till my weight was evenly placed on my feet.
Adam’s face had turned into disbelief.
I know exactly what he was thinking.
“OMG! Wait she likes what I am saying! My CRUSH likes what I’m saying? I’m in so much
shock!”
Yep, that’s exactly what my Adam’s thinking.
I thought he’d say something.
Maybe asking me out after his realisation that his crush liked him back.
I don’t know.
I guess I just wanted something.
But he didn’t say anything!
Gosh, boys! Am I right?
So I decided to talk about how dumb that new girl was.. you know, that dumb new kids who
dared to talk to my Adam on her first day?
Yep, I trashed talk the shit out of that slut.
I kept going and going, let ping all my frustrations out.
And I mean ALL of them.
“And I swear to god, does she even have a brain I mean, and OMG did you see her clo-“
*Tap tap*
“What is it now!”
I was busy ranting to my boyfriend, geez, leave us alone!
I turned around, arms crossed, and brows frowned.
And that’s when I met face to face with her.