Ryan's POV:
....Kay.
"Ryan, sweetie! How are you doing?" Said a girl behind him. Oh. Deonisia Everlands. The sister of Darline Everlands.
"Oh..Hi Deonisia.. I'm doing fine." Said Ryan as he turned around, his hands still pocketed to his hoodie.
"Okay, well. I have a gift for you.." Said Deonisia as she handed out a small box.
"Open it when you get home.." Deonisia murmured as she smiled.
"Yeah. I'll open it in home afterschool." Ryan smiled.
Let me guess, another boring perfume. Ryan thought.
"Uhm, well.. R-Ryan.. I'll go to my class period right now.. I.. I hope you take care..!" Said Deonisia as she had an innocent look, then heading off like a little girl who's crush noticed her.
Men can back out on their words, can't they?
Ryan opened the small box with a little blue tie on it. He was right, it was a perfume. A perfume with another tie on it, white tie, this time. The bottle had a tint of blue, making it manly.
Then Ryan took out the perfume and smelled it. Ew, it makes me feel dizzy. Is this thing Alcohol or something? Ryan said as he grunted. The school bell then finally rang.
Annika's POV:
Deonisia, huh? Pretty name. Rare, unique...
BUMP!
"Ouch! Hey! What was that?" Annika shouted. as she almost fell backwards, luckily still balancing, though.
"You weren't looking. So obviously it's your fault here." The guy said as he shooted a cold stare at Annika
Annika scoffed. Oh, I'm betting this guy's is Deonisia's brother.. Oh boy, oh boy.
"Oh, well you could've dodged me! So half of the percent is YOUR fault!" Annika argued the guy.
"...Oh. So you're bringing Math into this case?! Poor Math he got brought to this argument because of YOU!" He fought back, replying. He was yelling.
"Oh I bet you're really bad at Math that's why! That's so sad!" Annika bragged.
The school bell finally rang. "Perfect! Math period. Let's see who wins the first place, ugly hag!" Annika smirks as she leans in to the guy.
"You'll probably fall down, fat log!" He replied, his tone calming a little.
Annika raged as she was called fat. "Ugly hag! Ugly hag! Ugly hag!" She repeated as she was flaming with anger.
"Oh, we still can't assume our names yet if we don't even know what our names are." Annika said as she yawned.
"You're a fan of me, aren't you? You shouldn't have argued with me when all you could do was just ask me for some signature." The guy said.
"A brat like you? Hah! Are you blind or what?" Annika scoffed as she put her arms to her hips.
"Neil Everlands." He said as he shrugged his shoulders and smirking.
"Annika Hertzberg."
He's a nice guy afterall. Just a little too overconfident. Annike thought to herself.
"Yeah, fat log still suits you." Neil teased Annika.
Not.