A single bracelet does not jingle.
~African proverb

After that very weird conversation with Tristan which I  never expected, I needed to do what I  was intending to do before Tristan interrupted me and that was to get my physics book from my locker.

When I  finally arrived at my locker, I  noticed kassy standing there with two of her friends or should I  say bodyguards, because to me only bodyguards follow someone everywhere they go and only bodyguards are always found next to someone; in the manner that Katherine(the girl from mathematics class) and Jessica (from my biology class) do.

I headed towards my locker trying to ignore their presence because according to Kassy I  couldn't talk to her.

"So you thought you could just make my boyfriend turn against me?" Kassy mumbled with crossed arms.

I tried to be nice to her by respecting her request so I  kept quiet because, to be honest, I  had no time to answer her stupid questions.

"You even have the audacity to keep quiet when I  am asking you a question!" Kassy said brusquely.

Wow! this girl is so dumb she just forgot that yesterday she yelled at me for talking to her and that was even why Tristan helped me out. I have nothing to do with this, she is the reason why Tristan turned against her and that is because she is so insolent.

"Now you want me to talk to you?" I asked brusquely. "Because I  clearly remember you saying 'don't  talk to meh.' "

"Urgh! I don't  even know why I  am wasting my time  talking to you." She mumbled." Girls, just push her."

Push me?

I immediately felt the hands of Jessica and Katherine on my body, then they both pushed me and before you know it, I  hit my head hard against my locker and it was so painful. I could see Kassy and her bodyguards run away.

"Ahhhh! " I  screamed in pain, but unfortunately the hallways were empty because everyone went to class and so no one noticed what they did to me.

I tried to move away from my locker, but those schmucks put glue on it. My body didn't hit my locker but my head did. So my hair got stuck to my locker.

How was I  going to get out of that?

Should I  cut it? I didn't want to, because my hair is really hard to grow and if I  cut it, that means I  have to enter the classroom with a bold head.

Damn it! I hate kassy. I managed to grab scissors and just when I  was about to cut my hair I  heard someone coming.

It was Tristan. What did he want from here and why was he here?

Gutta act natural! I made one of those poses I  see in the movies where the girl leans against the locker; because my head was already glued to my locker and I know they usually do that to look flirty, but that was all I  could come up with.

" Luna, I  was looking for you." He said cheerfully.

"Why? "I asked, still maintaining the weird pose."Wait ...how did you even find me I  was supposed to be in class?"

"I know that you're supposed to be in class, but when I  went to check whether you were in physics class, you were not there so I  guessed that I  would find you maybe at your locker or the toilets." He muttered.

O.M.G ! He is a creep. How did he know I  have physics class now?

How did he know where my locker is?

Was he implying that if he didn't find me there, he would wait for me to finish doing my business in the toilet to talk to me?

Or that he would enter the girl's toilets to search for me?

"We need to pick our fake child." He said breaking the silence. I am sure he noticed how shocked I  was at his response.

This fake baby project was still strange to me though.

"Mrs. Smith asked me to call you to pick our fake child."

Our fake child? Dude, it is a fake baby project not like we have a child or something.

It now started to make sense of how he knew all that information about me. I am sure Mrs. Smith gave him that information, you know, to find me.

"Are you coming or not? "He said really surprised that I  was quiet the whole time.

"I think you should pick the child, so you can go without me," I said trying to make him go away.

"No! Let's go. "He grabbed my hand, trying to pull me.

"No, please! I  am stuck to my locker okay..." I  mumbled.

He laughed really loudly but when he noticed I  wasn't laughing he immediately stopped.

"Did someone do this to you?" He finally asked with concern written all over his face.

Yes, your schmuck of a girlfriend, Kassy, did this to me. I hate her a lot. I don't know what to do and I  wonder how you even put up with her she is so dumb.

"No... no one did this to me. I was walking with some glue in my hands for my art project, then I  slipped on it because I  didn't  notice it was dripping and when I  did, the glue spilled on my locker and I  hit my head on my locker so I  got stuck; because it was the glue that dries quickly." I lied looking for an excuse for Kassy's evil behavior.

Even though what Kassy did to me was evil, I didn't want to cause trouble for her by telling Tristan.

"Oh... I  didn't  know that you are that clumsy."

"No, I  am not! it's just my glue was against me and so was the floor and my locker." I  said giggling.

He laughed at my words and at the fact that I  tried to act like everything was ok.

"Ok ... I  know something that can help you."

"What?"

"Just wait I  will be right back."

He came with a bucket in his hands which made me wonder what was inside.

"You wanted to know what can help you, simple... warm soapy water."

"Will this really work?"

"I don't  see what can, so let me try."

He came really close to me, such that I  could see his face literally inches from mine. He started gently pouring the warm water where the glue stuck to my hair. As he was pouring it, I  kept looking at his face. Besides, you can't blame me, my head was positioned in such a manner that my gaze had to be on him.

Damn it! he is so cute.

His eyes are so blue and beautiful.

Snap out of it! I stopped looking at him. Now I  started noticing something different, his smell.

He smells so nice.

What colon does he use? It totally suits him.

Again snap out of it! I decided to use my mouth instead of my nose to breath. I noticed something else again, what was happening to me?

He is flexing. What?

Was he even noticing that I  was staring at him? He was so focused on what he was trying to do.

"I am done!" He said cheerfully.

"You managed ?" I asked, releasing my head slowly and he was right; my head was no longer stuck.

"Thank you !" I said realizing how gentle he was that not even a strand of my hair was on my locker.

"You are welcome." He said still inches away from my face.

"Luna, can I  tell you something?" He asked and because I  was so near to him I  could feel the warmth of his breath hitting my face.

"Yeah..." I said looking into his eyes and he was looking into mine as well.

"We need to pick our fake child." He said moving away from my face.

"Before we go, how did you know how to remove the glue?"

"Well, when I  was younger I  was really upset with my older sister for getting the last cupcake in the fridge, so I  tried to make her pay by trying to make sure she never opens her mouth. So I  replaced her lipstick with glue. Trust me she failed to open her mouth," he said with a grin. "My mom was very upset with me that she made me put on the same lipstick that made my sister's lips get stuck together and when I  did both my sister and I  had our lips stuck.

"So what did your mom do?" I asked laughing.

"She got warm soapy water and poured it on my sister's lips and also on mine," he said while laughing. "When she did the bondage between our two lips was broken. When my sister was free she started insulting me. Which made me wish I  could glue them again but my mom said she would ground me if I  tried that again."

"I am happy that my lips were not bruised in any way."

I looked at his lips and even his lips were nice. Are there any body parts of his that are terrible?

"I hope you don't do that to me," I said.

"I can't do that to you. I love it when you talk to me so I  wouldn't."

"Good!" I said. "So let us get the fake baby."