Isa blinked. Once. Twice. Then her eyes twitched."What?!"Wait. Something's wrong somewhere. He must be mentally insane."Are you... insane?""No?" He chuckled out."That's what an insane person would person say."He chuckled even more then stopped when he saw that she still had a serious face on. Okay..."I'm sane, okay. No offense, but I should be asking YOU that question.""Why would you think I'm insane?""For starters, you're a loner. I mean not even a single friend? No, not even a friend. Someone who at least says hi. And then you're always acting weird. Peop-""Ehh, that's enough." She cut him off, "If you know all that, then why do you always try to talk to me?""Cos I wanna be your friend? Or someone that at least says hi?"Her straight face fell immediately, "You feel bad for me. You pity me." He straightened up, "No, no. That's not it.""Yeah, sure." She looked down at her food with the same pity in her eyes, picked up the tray and stood to leave."Yo, wait. That's not wh
What had he seen?Just what?The question kept running through her mind nonstop all through the class.Finally, the class ended and she hurried out immediately, hoping somebody won't follow her but, when has hope ever been on her side? Oh wait... NEVER!"Hey," He held one of her arm, stopping her and turning her towards him, "Do you have a minute? Wanna talk to you." His face was serious and all and questions were swimming in his eyes as he looked down at her annnd... no, she was not ready to answer anything. Not like she had any answers to give him though."No, I'm sorry. I don't even have a secon-"She barely finished her sentence before he held her wrist and dragged her to the school's garden. All the way there, she was trying her very possible best to get his hand off her. "Can you like, let go of me?" He finally stopped and turned, then looked at his hand wrapped around her wrist and then back at her face. He stared at her. More like her eyes. His eyes moved, staring at each ey
A grey pick up truck halted metres away from a 10 foot tall rotten old gate. It had cobwebs and all kind of nasty stuff on it as it guarded a one storey tall house behind it.The house was a perfect example of a haunted house. It had cobwebs literally everywhere. The windows that were shut close. The roof. Everywhere!Five teenagers were seated inside the truck - three guys and two girls - who were there for one thing. Adventure."Okay, guys. We're here." Mark, the guy in the driver seat turned and spoke to the rest sitting in the back seat."Alright, let's do this!" His girlfriend, Sadie, sang immediately after."Let's go!" Peter, one of the guys sitting in the back seat held the car door beside him and was about to push it open-"Wait!""Ugghh!" They all whined and sank back deep in their seats, "Of course, she must have something to say!" Mark complained frustratingly."I'm just worried about us! I have a really bad feeling about this." Nelly, the second girl who had stopped them e
Meanwhile, back outside the gate.Twenty minutes had passed and Mark and Sadie weren't back yet."What's taking them so long?" The blabbermouth, who was now sitting in the front passenger seat, started to whine in utter boredom. They weren't supposed to take more than five minutes."Maybe something happened to them?" Nelly spoke up after staying quiet since the couple left the car."Or maybe they're making out real hard in there." Peter smiled at his own idea of what they were doing. Knowing Mark and Sadie, it was one hundred and five percent possible."I agree with him." Luke pointed his fore finger in his direction, though his eyes were on the person in the opposite direction."For real? Should we go check on them?" He shot up in his seat looking back from both Luke to Nelly."No. No, you can't go checking on people making out." Luke answered him with a weird expression. Like who does that?"Err... have you guys forgotten why we're here? The mission?""Adventure.""Yeah, whatever yo
Twenty years later.Seconds before the alarm would go blaring loudly, she stretched her left hand towards it, turning it off. She grabbed her phone along while returning her hand and brought it to her face, opening her eyes sluggishly.6:30am. Sitting up slowly, she fell back immediately. Just a little more...'Brrrrrrrr!' The loud sound of the alarm rang abruptly, waking her up properly this time with her jolting up, turning it off and running towards the bathroom. She always sets the alarm to ring a minute after 6:30 because she always gives into the sleep's temptation just after stopping the first one from blaring. Out of the bathroom and into the closet, she comes out again in an overly sized black sweatshirt over loose denim jeans. Her hair was bonded in a messy bun with loose strands practically everywhere. She began to tidy up the disarrayed room; her blanket, books, and some socks were scattered all over the room.After doing that, she took out a pair of socks and put them
Worst Nightmare? Hell, her whole life was a freaking nightmare! What's going to be new this time?Her life is like a dorky hole that she couldn't come out of, so bring it on bitch!Don't be mistaken, all these are just in her head. If only she could just say them... Just if-'Brrrrrrrrr!' God, that sound!She had jumped at the sudden loud blaring sound of the school alarm, indicating it was time for her first class, History.Then it hit her. She was standing there alone. The whole hall was sparkling empty! How long had she been standing there? Lost in her thoughts...No! Right now wasn't the right time to start thinking again. She turned to her locker to take her History textbook out when she suddenly heard her name."Miss Davies?" She jumped the second time. What is it with these people?!She turned to face the- Who the hell is that?!The person who had called her had turned out to be the principal who was standing beside a... demigod? No, c'mon! He's human for sure, I mean...? Right
He smiled at them charmingly as he tucked his hands in the pockets of his jacket, waiting for the teacher's next instruction.Meanwhile, Isa's head had gone lower than usual. She's never liked being in the spotlight. In a place where she gets the whole attention towards her. Nah uh!And then what could be worse than that was if she was asked to do something in front of people - which again she unarguably hates! - and fails to do it. Woefully! She just wanted to go home right now. Or maybe to Pablo's."Well, you're welcome, Mr. Jackson. Please do take a seat. You too, Miss Davies." Mr. Mark stretched his hand towards the rows of students seated.There were empty seats at the end of the most of the rows. One of which belonged to Isa.They both took a step to go through the midst of the first and second row at the same time and stopped immediately. At the same time.They made eye contact and Andre nodded for her to go first but instead of moving forward, she did the opposite.After movi
"Oh, Miss Davies," She quickly let her hand out of his light grip as the principal suddenly showed up behind him. "You must be here for...?""My punishment. Mr. Mark... gave me detention this morning." Her head hung low as she said her reason for being there."I should go." Andre spoke up afterwards. "See you around." He whispered to her with a light smile before leaving the both of them.See you around? He meant her, right? See her around? He wanted to see her around-"Well then," The principal cut her thoughts off, "I don't even want to know what you did. Just... go to the library and deal with it." Then, he turned and shut the door behind him.Okay, so the library was bearable even though she really didn't like books. She would just clean it and leave. What's the worse that could happen?She had gotten to the library only to meet it... neat and tidy."See? It isn't that bad." A rare smile accompanied her words as her eyes moved round the library."You're here for your punishment?"