BOOK FOUR:
Growing up with a rich father and a beautiful mother, Wang Fan Xing's life is exactly how he wants it to be. Most of the time.
As destiny would have it, something or someone is going to crash-land into his life and it will never be the s...
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I dreaded this Monday more than usual; the thought of having to face Cheng made me sick to my stomach. And I owed Jun Xiang an explanation for Friday, I'd avoided talking to him about what happened all weekend, I needed to get my own head straight first. I came to the conclusion that Friday's events changed nothing; I'm still going to avoid Cheng as much as I can, as usual.
Nothing has to change because nothing happened, right?
So came into art class and I greeted him cordially as I would any other day, but I could still feel his lips against my skin and I wondered how they would feel against my own.
You're doing it again the rational voice in my head scolded and I was glad when our teacher started the lesson. When the bell rang I hurried out of the class, but Cheng was easily keeping up.
"You're dead serious about avoiding me, aren't you?"
he asked, an intended joke but his tone sounded a little frustrated.
"That's nothing new really." I said not breaking my stride,
"I'm guessing you don't want to talk about Friday?"
he said; it wasn't much of a question. My heart sped up, this was exactly the confrontation I was dreading. I reached my locker and decided to play dumb
"What about Friday?"
I asked, with a cool voice. I met his narrowed gaze after closing it.
"You're really going to pretend like nothing happened?"
he asked this time; I took a deep breath then quickly regretted it because all I could smell was him.
"I don't have to pretend because nothing did happen."
I said; he was about to reply when I cut him off
"We're still meeting in the afternoon right?"
I asked, our project was nearly done, much to my relief.
"Of course, hey don't change-"
"Cheng, hi, I wanted to ask you something."
Sia said stepping in between us, she shot me a glare before looking back at him. I wasn't sure if I was pissed or glad she interrupted us. But she at leased gave me a chance to run and I decided to take it. I thought I heard him call after me but I kept walking. Sia was probably going to ask him to the dance, and the thought of him saying yes irritated me. I didn't want to have to compete with Sia and God knows whom else. You fight for something that's yours, or something you strongly believe you have a claim to and Cheng doesn't fit in any of those categories.
"You what!"
Jun Xiang said before he burst into a fit of laughter, I nervously looked around at anyone close to us in the cafeteria.
