Ivy walked out the classroom with an irritated look with Vincent following her feeling happy and nonchalant.
''Since we are out, why don't we go grab something to eat. Come I'll treat you.'' Vincent grabbed Ivy's hand only to be shrugged off roughly.
''Why are you here Vincent. Do-"
''Vince.''
''What?''
''You used to call me Vince and I like it that way so you have to call me that.''
''What's there in a name.''
''Then call me Vince. It's you who said there is nothing in a name.''
''Oh God... FINE.'' Ivy screamed internally. ''Why the fuck are you here? Don't give me any craps. Get straight to the point.''
''I want to rejoin with you.''
''*Cough cough...* Are you sick? Did your brain get fried or did you loose your mind?''
''I am-"
''If the other four comes, I might feel like they are a little serious, not much but a little but you... Boy you are out of question.I absolutely don't beleive you. Now stop bullshitting and get to the point. WHY. Are. You. Here?''
With every word she asked, she pushed her index finger onto his chest with force enough to make him feel pain.
''I really...''
''Since you aren't speaking the truth, I have no intention to listen to those pitiful lies of yours. So, fuck off.''
''But... *Aughhh*''
Before Vincent could complete his words, Ivy had already punched him on his stomach, hard.
Vincent cluched his stomach with both hands with his body bent. The feeling of lying down on the ground and screaming was intense but he had to take care if his image. Atleast infront if the girl he likes. So all he could do was try to adjust to the pain without making himself look pathetic. Ofcourse, he knows he is failing at it, miserably.
''You should know how I am when I get irritated. So you should have done it when I told you to fuck off.'' Ivy said coldly looking down at Vincent who was still in a lot of pain before walking off with her books.
...
''I heard you were sent out of the class. What happened?'' Owen asked as soon as he saw Ivy during lunch but before Ivy could respond, Sam butt in to be the story teller.
''Our class has a new handsome student who is actually from Ivy's previous school. Let me tell you, he is specially handsome and cool. Absolutely that bad boy of an idol drama. He had specifically asked to be seated next to her so now I am no longer her desk mate. So since he is her desk mate, the two of them were talking and the teacher saw them sending them out.''
''What's the name of the new student?'' Lyle asked but whether it was due to their imagination or the weather really changed but the group of students around Lyle particularly felt cold when he asked that question.
''Vincent-"
*BAM*