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11: A Psycho

Chapter 11: A PSYCHO

"No fucking way." Albert exclaimed and I punched him lightly on his shoulder for having a loud voice.

"I'm serious."

"Are they a group of queers? I think they really enjoy kissing men and yet girls are still swarming them when all they just do is walk like a model in the hallway."

"I think they're bi. They got to kiss a lot of girls that night, especially Caleb."

"He did it to me in front of his girlfriend." He said and I shrugged.

"I don't know. You should talk to him and clarify why he did that. There's a reason for sure." I said and he made a disgusted face.

"I don't fucking know. I just don't want to see his ugly face."

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I was hesitating to open my locker for I didn't know the reason why. Was it because I already know that Hal was the one who kept on sending me sticky notes and I don't know what to do if I saw another note inside.

I opened my locker and I glanced at the place where I always saw the note but it wasn't there. I looked down to see if it fell but there was nothing.

Nothing. None.

I closed the locker because I didn't have something to get there from the start anyway. I walked to my class and sat on my seat then pulled my binder from my bag and skimmed the pages looking for a piece of paper. Maybe it was there. Maybe someone magically slipped it inside there.

I found nothing and I saw Albert walking inside the room and sat on his seat before our eyes met. He just raised a brow and I also did.

He kind of look like not himself. He looked like in a bad mood. I stood up and went to Albert's chair and placed a bar of Snickers which was supposed to be my wake up snackp on his table making him glance up at me.

"You're not you when you're hungry." I said while fighting myself not to laugh and Albert couldn't hold back his laugh.

"Yeah." He said and picked the bar of chocolate. "Thanks."

"So, what's the reason why you're not you?" I asked and he looked at me and I think I already figured it out. I know Albert ever since fifth grade.

"Was it Caleb?" I whispered and he rolled his eyes.

It was indeed Caleb!

"What did he do this time?"

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A L B E R T

I was on my way to my first class but I turned because I felt like using the rest room. I went inside the men's room and did my business there. I washed my hands after and was ready to go out but someone pulled the back of my collar making me yelped and then dragged me inside one of the cubicles.

I was taken a back that I didn't have time to react and fight back who it was. I heard the door being closed. It was cramped inside that small box. I turned around and saw Caleb.

"What the hell?" I exclaimed and he placed his forefinger on his lips saying to shut up and I did because I heard footsteps outside.

I glared at Caleb and he just stared at me.

"Can't we just talk outside? What do you need?" I asked. Did he had to drag me inside the rest room and God knows what people would think if someone sees us there. Of course, they would think something gross.

"Are you angry?" He asked and I frowned at him.

Did he had to ask me that? "Of course, I, fucking, am. You had your girlfriend outside the cafe and you... you did that gross thing!" I said and tried to reach for the lock of the door but Caleb blocked it with his body.

"Look, I'm sorry." He said and I moved my arm when he was about to touch it. "I had no choice."

"I don't care. Will you move away? I'm late for class."

I could feel his eyes on me and I heard him sighed before he unlocked the door and went out ahead. I was glad that no one was there so, I went out of the cubicle while Caleb was washing his hands.

I was leaving the rest room when I heard him talked.

"I caught her cheating and I just wanted her out but she keep on chasing me and it was a coincidence that I saw you in that place and I told her that I'm into guys too and that she wasn't the only one that's cheating in that relationship and that I'm also meeting my guy there."

I twisted my face. "Are you hearing yourself right now? That's fucking ridiculous!"

"I know but I want her gone. I need your help."

"Does it have to be me? I think you can pick a lot of guys there to hire and pretend to be your guy."

"It has to be you." He said and I didn't know what to feel.

"Why?"

"She saw you already."

"Can't you just tell her that it was just a one time thing and you found another one. God, you're a psycho."

"I know I am and if I do tell her that, it will only sound like fake. So, will you be my boyfriend?"

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