The radiations are directly pointed at my eyes. Today, I can't believe I'm doing this. I'm talking to Jagger! I know I said that I don't like the idea of this, but come on!
She's so ugly, as in, too much!
This Jagger: Hi, bb!
Mr.Jav: Can you stop?
ThisJagger: No bb, of course not.
Mr.Jav: Mind telling me why?
ThisJagger: Because I like talking to you!
Mr.Jav: You, this is so frustrating!
Out of frustration, I screamed. Real hard. This guy is driving me nuts!
How many times have I threatened to stop me, but still have the guts to chat with me! It was as if he had no shame!
I forcefully shut down my phone. I didn't have the time to check my other social media, well that's not a big deal though. Twitter is my priority. But still, I didn't have the time to chat with my friends, cause I was focused on this Jagger thing!
I just fell asleep with all the annoyance I was feeling, forgetting everything I had read. I woke up early. I did everything I did in the morning and went straight outside to wait for the tricycle. I haven't been outside for a long time. I got in the jeep, it was not full.
I sat next to the driver, when we got to Maysan someone was next to me. When I think we are in the same school, the difference is that its uniform is senior high. Looking at my face, I want to get out of the jeep.
James! I used to be M.U.!
"Jav, Morning." He greeted her and gave her a smile.
"Morning," I nodded.
"How are you?" he asked. Isn't it obvious that I don't want to talk to him?
"It's OK." I just said, when I noticed I was close to school I got out of the jeep. "For now," I said to the driver. The jeep I was riding in stopped so I hurried down, I did not wait to see if he would move or not. The important thing is that I don't talk to him.
I went straight to our room, there were a few people too, Ysabelle, and Azalea were also there.
"Pres," Kaiden called to me, my classmate in grade 7.
"Oh bucket, you have a problem?" I raised an eyebrow at the question.
"To whom will the worksheets be forwarded?" said and handed the worksheets to me.
"At 7, for me. At 8, for Clara." my explanation.
"Ah, here are my 7's." he said and placed the worksheets on my desk.
As if on cue, the door spat out Clara, and Daphne. Clara, looks stressful in life, while Daphne is still very fresh.
"Clara!" Kaiden shouted.
"Your noise is early," Clara said calmly.
"Just pass the worksheets," he said and scratched his head.
"Give me!" he said and unfolded his hands. After a while, Clara and I rushed to pass their worksheets.
Before the first period, we first went to the faculty to submit the worksheets. We passed the high school hallway, it was still dark because it was still morning. Maybe soon they will turn on the lights. When we entered the faculty, we were immediately introduced to Ms. Jayla, our math teacher.
"Oh, son, thank you!" he said and laid out his table to place the worksheets there.
"Nothing," Clara and I replied.
"All right, you go up. Discipline may even catch up with you for the first period," he said and arranged the equipment.
Clara and I went upstairs. As we were going up, I told him what had happened earlier in the jeep.
"Hey te," I called my attention to him.
"Baket, are you broken again?" its leadership.
"No," I replied.
"Why?"
"I was in the jeep with James," I whispered. I lowered the saying because we were in the senior high building.
"Luh, weh?" its a shocking question, I nodded at it. "Anayare?" usisa n'ya pa. This is Clara, when you look at it you may not like the issue. But if you ask that, so many know that. It looks like it's just Ysa, Az, and Daphne, they look innocent but there are a lot of known issues.
"Goodmorning to me, you really greeted us when we broke up," I said and blinked.
"Wow, broke. Got a label?" its attack.
"You know," I said and stroked her hair. "Your apple really is!" I said and punched him as my hand landed on the top of his head.
"You really are a tax!" disgusted she says and fixes the hair. I ran up the stairs from our seat just so he wouldn't catch up with me.
Clara and I arrived at the room just in time. Our science teacher was late, he also did not teach because he considered it a break before the interpretative dance of the second year.
If you are wondering why I have flirted with senior high at that age. 'It's not because I made the first move, they usually do. And I really ideal the older one than me.
Because I am so productive today, I only use my cellphone for the entire period. Awesome isn't it?
I opened my Facebook, many mentions and tags notifs to me, maybe my twitter fam.
On Messenger, on the other hand, is just the group chat of our section and friends.
I also opened my telegram, here I sometimes move when twitter is too cluttered.
I have now opened my Instagram, it is full of replies to my story, and likes my new post.
I last opened twitter, many also liked and retweeted my recent tweets. You looked at those who DM me, my eyes just widened at what I saw.
ThisJagger: 206 unread messages.
It still hurts, but the latter just apologize. I opened its messages, I have no intention of replying. I stalked its account, shocked to see all his tweets hit me.
ThisJagger
Reply na please :(
ThisJagger
I'm sorry if I'm naughty
ThisJagger
That was my last chats, I'm really sorry
If I read it all, it will take us nine to nine. During the time I stalked him, I found out something that surprised me. He is one of the twitter crews I organize! I dug up everything I could find out, he had been minementions me in group chat for a long time but I didn't notice him!
"You're doing?" Ysabelle asked as she leaned over me.
"Do you remember Jagger?" I will ask.
"Huh? Ah the one who's scratching you?" paninigurado n'ya.
"Yes," I could only answer.
"What's up?"
"Stop it," I said.
"That's right," he said, adding that I should still be happy with what happened.
"You know?" I gasped. "She's sweet, actually." I said and bowed.
"Looks like I should have given him a chance?" I asked.
"If you don't want to, don't insist. But if you're ready again, why not?" his preaching.
"It seems lacking, I feel like it's blank, actually." I only said so.
"It took a while for the person to tease you, 'cause you make him feel that he is just bothering you, it will probably stop. But if you want to be given a chance, you will be the one to kiss."
I thought about what Ysabelle said. If I really want that person, I should make an effort. Just as he did to me, so should I do. It made me wonder, is that what Jagger thought was the decision before I chatted? But what motivated him to chat with me.
I need answers! Or maybe, I could ask him? No. He didn't ask me to chat with me, he made all the decisions by himself. I should too, maybe stalk his account? Much deeper, I guess.
With all the thinking I made, I became thirsty. I went down to the cafeteria to buy a drink. When I returned to the room, our science teacher had already left.
Our choregrapher is here now. What we do is just polishing. Still a little nervous, because we have not seen the performance of a section yet so I can not say that we have the best performance.
We were sent to the washroom to change our clothes. We were also taken to the gym for a dry run. Tuesday today means many senior highs are scattered high.
My eyes immediately caught James' eye. When our eyes met, he smiled sweetly and waved at me. I did not respond to it and just bowed. He heard the shouts of his troops all over the gym.
I will never fall for that man again. I will never make the same decisions I made before. I have changed myself, I'm ready for a better one. Not a toxic one. I was a fool for having a relationship with some guy who had been known for being a playboy. I'm never going back to that. I had already thought myself, that's enough.
My priority, for now, will be Jagger, I need to win him. To know his worth. To have a better relationship with him. After what I did to him, I least expect to have a romantic connection between us.
"Jav, someone is calling your phone." Brennan commented when we had a water break.
"Sir, I'll take the call," I said to our choreographer, he just gave me a small nod. I confronted Brennan. "Thank you" I said, he nodded.
I answered the call, not knowing who's the caller. Well, it's unknown. Who would know?
"Hello, who are they?" I said after a few rings.
I recieved a heavy, baritone-like voice. His voice went down coldly to my spine.
"Hi Jav, this is me, Jagger. Got your number from your facebook account."
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