The Beginning

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The next day came, I also saw Luella but she did not even said hi to me. Let's fast forward.

Lunch time, I already have my lunch earlier. As I was about to go out of the classroom, MPG stopped me from going and he asked, "Where are you going?"

"Somewhere far away," I answered.

"I will escort you," he said.

"I can handle myself, MPG," I told him.

I ran to park and as I am walking to the woods of our school, I saw Luella having her lunch there.

"What do you want?" she asked.

"I just want to talk to you," I told her. "If it's okay."

"Sure, why not?" she said in a smooth tone.

"Why are you so kind to me, Luella?" I asked her.

"Because you're the only person who is kind to me," she said.

"Why are you calling people that cannot live longer?" I asked. 

"They are kind to me," she said. "Why did you ask that?"

"I was making sure about the fact they said about you," I told her.

"You shouldn't talked to me even longer," she said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Just don't," she said.

"But it was just 2 minutes of our talk here," I told here.

"Just don't," she said.

"Okay, I need to go now," I told her. However, she ignored my words. Therefore, I left her there.

"Just what I'm thinking," I leaned and it's MSG no, I mean MPG.

"You followed me here, you bastard?" I asked.

"Just making sure, if you're telling the truth," he said.

"I did not say a specific place okay? It's just somewhere far away," I told him.

"Okay, fine you're the smartest," he said.

"But you're keen and stupid," I insulted him.

"Let's have compliment versus insult game, and I will win the compliments eh?" he said.

"Sheesh, you're such a childish one," I insulted him even more.

I leaned in the woods, but Luella was not there anymore. However, I am being pulled by this bastard. I don't know what was his problem on me. 

"Get off your hands on me," I commanded him.

"What if I say no," he said.

I tried to unclenched his hands on my wrist. Unfortunately, his grip is to hard to unclenched. I give a slap on his shoulders. 

"Ouch!" he reacted.

"Get off your hands on me," I commanded.

"Fine, madame," he said and unclenched his hands on my wrists.

"My skin is so red, because of your grip, you bastard!" I told him.

"Because you love me aren't you?" he asked. Sheesh.. Him? What the hell I don't any competition with other girls!

"Do you have any evidence huh?" I asked him. Yesh! I really love my philosophy.

 "Oh shoots, I don't have one," he said.

I walked to the classroom leaving him there thinking. The class started and MPG is not here yet.

"Zia, have you seen Keith?" Mrs. Stanley asked.

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