Duel of Feelings

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Another morning is here, it's calling me, I can here it! Rise and shine, folks! I'm done of my morning routine and I'm good to go. BAM, BAM! I heard a heavy knock. What in the world? There's a doorbell why that person did not use it? I get out of the house. I opened the gate and did not expect this person.

"Well, lone lass, I need your debt now," the person said. I am referring to a boy who is the worse than MPG. He is totally mean. His name is Chris Underwood. I am so doomed. I hate him so much!!!!!!!

"Honey, who is that guy?" Shoot! Dad's here!!!!

"Uhm, my schoolmate dad," I told him with a shaking voice.

"We've better go now, honey," dad said. "He can come with us though."

"Well, I rather walk on my own sir," Chris said and left.

Dad drove me to school since he was prepared on this very day. As we arrived at my school, I bid my father a simple bye and went out of the car.

As I lean at my right, I see Chris running. Seriously????? Oh my, I rather run for now. I have no choice. Therefore, I follow my command. I know he's following me. As I am about to enter the room, MPG and I bump each other. The both of us lie on the floor. Good thing, someone just throw a pillow and it is behind MPG so it is a good landing.

"Morning, Zia," MPG said.

"M-morning," I answered with a shaking voice.

"What's the matter?" he asked. I get up and proceed to my seat. I fixed the position of my glasses and leaned at the window.

"You did not answer my question, Zia," he said angrily.

"I'm fine, okay?" I told him.

"I think you're not okay," he said. Then we heard a huge knock.

"I'm calling, Ms. Grim," Melvin said. Phew, it gives me a mini heart attack. I go to Melvin.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Chris, handed me this," he said. Then he handed me the bloody red envelope. I know I'm so doomed. After I get the envelope, Melvin pulled me to the school's forest.

"Why did you pulled me here?" I asked. He take off my eyeglasses and...


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He just kissed me????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Oh my goose... He stole it! While he was enjoying I give a punch.

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