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I SIGHmaking my way towards the hallway where my friends follow behind. Girls are getting swooned by our charming style tagging the rich boys as bad boys just to woo out our non-existent personality of us. I am not a bad boy yet I am being categorized underneath the titles and because of their fictional characters and stupidity, I am named as a bad boy.
I plug my earphones dodging their fake scream and glares of jealous boyfriends. I roll my eyes numb by the glorious way of X-ray examination held by the public. My sour mood soon freshen into the brighter side when I find my crush.
Is it possible to like someone whom you met recently? Cause I did and I hopelessly admire her. Sapphira, her name reflects sapphires at night, twinkling and embroidering the dark loom of the blanket.
I want to intertwine my string with her, even if I am a friend to her, any attachment to her will secure my beating heart. Just when I was about to wave my hand at her, a hand clutched mine securing it with the soft palm.
I turn to look at the culprit and find Natasha smiling at me. "Leave my hand." I grit my teeth glaring at her.
She rolls her eyes slowly leaving mine but not before kissing my cheek. "Isaac." He quickly gives me a tissue paper and I rubbed the pasted print of her lips.
While turning back, I look around only to find Sapphira not there. I sigh threading my fingers and brushing the hair back.
Isaac slowly whistles, "Boy you are so whipped." I glare at him, punching his abdomen.
"Shut the f**k up," I grumble while he groans rubbing his abdomen and glaring at me.
"Dora." I turn back to look at the source knowing fully who the culprit is.
"Hi." I smile down looking at the tiny creature who barely reaches to my chest.
She smiles giggling, "Dora, I just came here to tell you that I won't be able to come to your house." My brows furrow as I wait for her to continue.
"Oh, hi Isaac." She smiles behind me while Isaac replied to her greetings. The sudden urge to cover that particular rare smile of hers that I can fully receive was strong enough for me to snap my pencil into two.
"Why won't you come?" I redirect her attention towards me patting myself internally for such a powerful move.
Her honey eyes widen when she realizes the reason she is here. "Oh yeah. Tonight Camilla is holding a big party for her son and I don't know when it will end. Also, it will be a waste if I make if you wait for the period that I, myself don't know about its limit." My heart warms knowing she cares for certain matters.
I smile nodding my head, "Sure. By the way where was her son?"
She facepalms. "Pedro went to study abroad through a scholarship he got and is arriving tonight."
