Entry 3
# Fantasy .B.
*The one that didn't exist*
Dear Ria,
This one happened at the ending hours of school, as you already know, I like to come to school early and go home late.
Something about my subconscious Making me feel I'm maximizing my amount of transportation spent, yes a typical victim of the sunk cost fallacy.
I was in an empty class reading my book when I saw something or rather felt that someone had been by the door hidden. Staring at me. I put on my glasses so I can hide my searching eyes and see if my suspicions are correct.
It's when I notice a guy but I don't see his face well because he pulled back when he noticed that I had caught him peeping at me.
I yell cause why not.
"Who's there?" But all I hear are footsteps retracing.
I was like are we not in freaking 100 level, why does it feel like primary school once again.
I pack up my things and go home, I mean I'm African, we don't go over to check out creepy things we run from them.
When I had gotten to the Door or rather main entrance of the faculty building I heard a soft but masculine voice say
"Excuse me"
I turn to see who owned the voice and realize it's the same creep.
I'm like.
"Weren't you the one...."
He nods and smiles,
"That's why I wanted to apologize, I didn't mean to act that weird or anything.
He comes closer and I gulp at what I see, dark skin, tall build, beautiful small eyes. A clean haircut.
He extends his hands which I stupidly accept as I'm stupefied
By his looks.
"My name is Darren, what's yours?"
______Sigh
Who am I kidding, there wasn't any tall handsome jock talking to me, it was actually some kid.
It was the child of one the security man guarding our faculty block.
He only wanted to hand me my purse which I had dropped even before I was staying in class.
I was in my head again for complete 5 minutes.
stupefied my ass.
*Blazerema*