Who Gets The Girl?

almost the whole rectangular space. Sweat droplets formed on Mr. Clark's for

g on my table. Mr. Clark's voice echoed again in my ears and this

to whatever he was saying while the other part of me didn't reall

all through the school. Mr. Clark smiled as though,

ur partners tomor

the class. Along the hallways, I could hear chatters of students like myself

d to my locker. When I got there; I jerked it open, stuffing t

e minutes before the next class began. My eyes fell on the people around me w

even notice

sh air. Tight-lipped, I began to walk towards anywh

my eyes moving over the surrounding, and stopped when

One of the new t

l, brown curls and green piercing ey

not dr

f one of the biggest jerk-face in school, deciding to sit at the edge of the bench

lar guys in school wasn't out there having fun with his millions of friends. His gr

med slightly worried. I didn't bother to ask, a

istening to one of my favorite songs. There was a comfor

time. I opened them to change the song but instead, I'm met by a pair of g

of talking today and just wanted to be left alone but w

this was a st

him. yet, I could still see a glimpse

wa

lmost that instant. His words were confusing

ating even into someone lik

st annoyance. He didn't stop me but only wa

re you want

my motion, looking up at hi

used to girls get

d away and a part of me dared to hope that his flirt just now was serious but

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die in the fire when I was twelve years old. Why

hey have

er walked into the class with luke holding her around the

i've been in love with for only God knows how long. He had also just rece

developed a dark scar on my face. She stole luke knowing h

t take, and she didn't bother to ask if I was okay

ed my eyes on the board, as I tried to lis

ed home while my sister as usual, was out en