When Parsh asked me about the letter I became aware and beginning to think. Maybe I shouldn't tell her about the letter. Maybe she's right and it's no big deal could be a silly prank? Could be right..? I mean Tash has never really dated anyone seriously. She had a couple of boyfriends and it was all casual. The longest time she dated anyone was just 3 months at most. What's so special about this guy anyway. Maybe they'll break up in no time and there's nothing to worry.
"WHAT DID IT SAY?" an annoyed Parsha asks.
- "I'm sorry what?"
Parsha: "Ugh Errin the letter what was written there?"
- "It's nothing don't worry about it. See you after class!"
Parsha: "Are you serious??! This girl uggh. Bye!"
I see Parsh walking towards her classes and take a turn to go to the other building where my Tenth grade classes takes place. Parsha's junior high 8th grade class is on another building. I'm on my 10th grade now. On my senior high. I walk towards my class and the letter flashes in my head again. The letter that stupid letter. The things on that letter was not ordinary stuff. In my knowledge I could only get that vibe wasn't good. Someone earned mom and dad if they didn't want to lose their daughter they should tell her to stay away from this guy. He would be gone soon so if they don't want their daughter to be gone as well it's time to tell her to stay away from this. Who is this guy Ibrahim? Where did they even meet? I should talk to Tash maybe. Yes I'll just ask her direc.... *bang* "Ouch! Oww..." I look up to see what the hell just hit my head.
It was a guy at least 7 feet tall in height with shaggy brownish hairs which strangely looked great highlighting his sharp cheekbones and ocean blue eyes. And what I just hit was actually his chest! Was this person made of steel or something. Because of the clash his hoody must have fallen off. He just put it back on and go on his way. I call after him
" Heyy excuse me hello?"
The guy turns back just shakes his hand and says, "It's okay you don't have to say it."
In an amused voice I ask, "Say what?"
"You don't have to apologize it's alright.", the guy says.
"Actually it was me who got hurt. Here you dropped this.", I hand him a paper what seems to be a class schedule.
"Oh! Thanks. I'm kinda new here so it would've been a trouble. Thank you.", then he gives me an embarrassed smile.
The first period is Chemistry. Mr. Palfrey, our Chemistry professor is a great teacher. I always pay attention and enjoy his class. So when my teammate Ricky came to his class and told me we have urgent team meetings and coach says everyone must be present I wasn't pleased neither was Mr. Palfrey. But he gave me permission and I promised to be back before the class ends.
In the meeting the coach discussed about the upcoming game which is against our rival team and also a crucial game for those who wants a carrier on football. He said he was informed that some agents might come to the game. So we should get prepared and practice hard.
By the time the meeting ended and I went back to class fast I was soaked in sweat and really thirsty.
The class is not over it so it's a good sign at least. I take permission and go to my seat. By my amusement the empty seat beside me is now occupied by the guy from earlier. He just stare at me for a while equally amused. I just ignore him and take my seat.
I try to pay attention to the class but I could feel his gaze on me. I was annoyed and finally bending my head I ask him, "What?"
He says, "What what?"
"Is there anything on my face?", I ask.
"Yes you should wipe your face and here wear this.", he says giving me a black sweatshirt from his bag.
"Why?", I ask with a confused look.
"Um your shirt. It's soaked you know, here drink some water.", he says giving me a water bottle.
I notice my white shirt which is now kinda see through and become really embarrassed.
I quickly put on his sweatshirt over my shirt and thank him.
"No worries.. you can keep it!", he says in a husky voice. He looks amused now.
I feel annoyed. Right then the bell rang and we leave the class.
I go over to my lockers and realise I was still wearing his shirt and I don't even know his name to return it to him. I change into my clothes and keep his shirt on my bag. My phone budges in my bag, it's from our team captain Sebastian to remind me we've practice sessions after class today. I message Parsh to not wait for me and take the school bus today. Parsh hates riding the bus she replied with an angry emoticon.
After class I go to my practice. I'm the only girl in the team. Other girls usually avoids me at school they think I'm not feminine enough because I play football. Maybe they're right I'm not! I don't like to gossip about how Jessica got the hottest boyfriend in the whole school or who's still virgin or who's got a pierce on their tongue or a tattoo on their butt! I'm just a thin boyish girl keeper of the football team. I have lot of guy friends from the Soccer team. And that's probably one the reasons they hate me. The name of our Wilburgh Coast or Willies as the cheerleader says. Eric says hi to me. I smile back. Eric is my closest teammate who's always helping me with my keeping stuff.
From the other corner Anz waves and gesture me to go there. I smile. Angelina Watson. Angie for others and just Anz for me. Probably the only reason why I'm still surviving in this team despite all the hatred from the cheerleaders is her or Anz. Anz is my best friend. After Parsh it's Anz with whom I share everything. Anz is the leader of the cheerleading team and the best dancer I've ever seen. It's because of her the cheerleaders can't express their hatred towards me.
"Hey Rin Rin!!", Anz says all excited.
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Hello my beautiful readers.. it's 4.20 am and I'm writing. 😅 Thank you so much if you have read upto this point. I'd really appreciate it if you let me know what you think in the comments section. I'm not that good and it's my first time writing something like this so I'd really really love to hear your opinion and any suggestion is most welcome. thank you! <3<3