When I walked downstairs, I noticed Charlotte staring at me. She appeared to be taken aback.
"I'm truly sorry, darling. I fell asleep and didn't hear your calls. Please accept my apologies.' I lamented to her, but what she said afterwards baffled me. "I had no idea you were this attractive,' she exclaimed. "Wait a minute, why are you dressed so differently today?' She was still staring at me up and down when she examined me. Okay, this was not what I expected. I was anticipating her to yell at me, gripe at me, and then drag me along with her to the party. That's exactly what I expected. But what she's saying right now is unexpected. "How?' I raised an eyebrow and double-checked my attire. "You...you simply look so different,' she remarked. "Really?' I inquired. "Yes, it was your mother who told you how to dress today.' She remarked. "No, it wasn't Mom,' I said. " did it myself,' I corrected, confused at her reaction towards my dress. "You did it yourself,' she asked again. "Yeah, I know how to dress myself and I'm not a baby,' I said with a sigh. "I know you're not a fucking baby, but I'm always the one telling you what to wear and how to dress, because you constantly wear blue pants and a blue hoodie with blue sneakers or a blue palm slipper. Boom We are now ready to go. And I'm the one who always drags you to your room and tells you what to wear. I was even expecting you to dress the same way you do when you came here. That's why I dubbed it the "Dressing code." She winked. Does that even make sense? "You truly look different, and Charlotte is correct,' Elsa observed as she jumped on top of the sofa. "See, I told you.' Charlotte said with a smirk. "All right, enough with being unique and all that. Can we leave now?' I asked. I'm not quite sure what's wrong with these, all I wore were plain jeans, a white designer long-sleeve, a wristwatch, and a black canvas. So, what's the big deal here? "Yeah, we can leave now.' She attempted to walk, then she faced me once again. "Are you sure you did it yourself or did Jack tell you what to wear?' she interrogated. This was starting to irritate me. "Come on, Charlotte,' I stressed. "We're running late,' I replied as I began walking towards the door. "You're going on a date, and you want to leave me at home alone?' Elsa pouted. "No, we're not going to leave you at home. My mum will be here in three minutes to pick you up,' she added, gazing at her watch. So, go get dressed.' Charlotte stated the following. "Hooray,' Elsa exclaimed, leaping about and laughing. "Mum and Johan are going out on a date. Why not go on a date with Jamal?' She exclaimed, giggling. Jamal, Charlotte's younger brother, is eight years old. The youngster can be difficult, headstrong, and nasty at times, but he's a good boy, and I'm sure he's the one who taught Elsa how to know the word "Pervert." "Keep quiet, Elsa, you're too young to start dating right now,' I scolded as Charlotte tugged me to the door. 'This is not the time to lecture her; don't be an old man, you do that when you return. Otherwise, mom would come here and start questioning us, which I don't want. Shall we go now?" We got into her car and headed to the party together. When we arrived at the party, The place was teeming with people. There were a lot of people drinking and kissing in some dark areas. Some were shaking each other's waists, and the music was so loud that it hurt my ears. I got out of the car with Charlotte and looked around, and before I knew it, Ava and Jack were approaching me. "How are you, man, wait a second, why do you look so cool?' Jack responded, motioning for me to turn around so he could see me well. "Charlotte, you dressed him pretty nicely and did a great job, not like some nerd,' he observed. "You look very great,' Ava replied with a nod. I snorted. "She didn't clothe me, I did it myself,' I explained. "Wait a minute, guy. I didn't realize you could dress now,' he taunted, and this was when Ava responded. 'You look good, buddy.' She offered me a smile and a thumbs-up. She was so sweet. "All right, let's walk inside the karaoke and start blasting some music.' Charlotte interrupted. She exclaimed gleefully as she sprang the wood cover from the wine bottle, splattering it all over us, and we all laughed. I'm not sure how Charlotte got a wine bottle.When we entered the karaoke area, there were a lot of people speaking, and some of them acknowledged me and went about their business. I found a seat, as did the others including a guy named Keith. 'How are you, my nigga?' He smiled and displayed his pearly teeth in greeting. I've seen him before, but I'm not sure where I've seen him. "I'm fine, bro.' I responded.'You're sitting here, aren't you?' He inquired, and I nodded. "Do not allow anyone else to sit here, someone's here, man,' he continued, and I nodded while smiling, agreeing with him. "OK, everybody listen up,' Charlotte yelled at the top of her lungs, and practically everyone turned to face her. It's always a mystery to me how she gets the courage to speak in public. If it were up to me, I couldn't do it and stutter in embarrassment. Why were my hands sweating, my eyes slowly darted around, searching for Haru. I hope he finds an excuse not to come. "Someone is going to sing for us, and the best singer gets $500?' She yelled, and everyone applauded and cheered for her.How about we make it $800 dollars,' one of the girls suggested. This girl certainly appears to be a slut."Why don't we make it $1,000,' another girl implied out of nowhere. This one is even worse; is this some sort of rainbow party? "All right, let's stop at that price, and it's $1,000.' Charlotte yelled, and everyone erupted in joy and cheering. "All right, I will quit now. Let's pick a singer. Who's going to sing for us?' Charlotte inquired, and everyone began shouting "Keith." Keith, I wondered. Does he know how to sing? Then, seemingly out of nowhere, someone yelled. "Haru. Allow him to sing, and I will vote for him.' "Me too, let Haru sing,' another youngster said. Haru? That guy knows how to sing, I didn't know that, where was he? Did he come for this party without informing anyone or… "I had no idea I was also quite popular here,' That voice Is familiar to me. When I turned to face the door, it was Haru. He was giddy with joy, holding a microphone on his phone. He was so hot. "Why don't you let Haru sing?' The same shouted, and everyone began shouting his name, but not
Everyone sat down, and all eyes were once again drawn to Haru and Keith. But they both sat down instead of standing, which is what they prefer, I think. I couldn't wait for Haru to start singing, so I dropped the bottle of beer on the table and stared at him. Everyone was waiting for them to start singing, but they remained silent and stared at each other.Is this part of what they want to do, or is there something wrong with it? Why was he so dashing tonight, oh, fuck, he was gorgeous and how was someone like this into dudes, man his lips, his muscles, his fragrance was out of this world. Damn, I sound like a pervert. Keith rose to his feet, took the microphone, and inhaled and exhaled. Is he nervous or what? Now that I think about it, Jack didn't use a microphone; instead, he used his voice to sing.Then Keith started singing with the tone playing in the room.When he was done singing, the entire room fell silent.He has such a lovely voice; I had no idea he could sing.
"It's really nothing." I stood up from the bed with a reply. I don't care if my head is still hurting because I can bear the pain. I went to the kitchen to see if Jack had made anything to eat because I had smelled something good while sleeping and I can still perceive it. "You can't just tell me it's nothing, Johan?" He said this as he stood by the kitchen door. "Why can't I tell you that? It's entirely up to me whether I tell you or not. I just don't want to say anything, Jack.' I stated solemnly. At the very least, that should indicate to him that I'm not in the mood to talk and even if I want to tell him, he wouldn't understand and where do I even to start from. He stood there for a few minutes while I was taking my plate to dish up some food that Jack had cooked. Oh, sorry my bad. His mother prepares the meals. I noticed him walk away as I was serving myself some food. I'm guessing he understood the language, but I know he will bring it up again, and I thi
"That's right, man. Come on, we have classes tomorrow, and the teacher is going to scold us until the earth falls down,' Jack grumbled. Ava and Charlotte burst out laughing. When I looked at Haru, he was staring at me as well, but I turned my head and left them to talk about boys, girls and such."Where are you going?" Charlotte inquired as she sat down at the table."I'm going to lie down for a while because my head is still hurting a bit," I said."OK, please take care," she said as she blew me a kiss, but I just laughed and started walking away."You didn't blow me a kiss, and you didn't tell me you loved me," she grumbled.I felt embarrassed, but it's not the first time I've done this, or is it because Haru is staring at me while sitting at the table."Hey, do the same thing to her or our eardrums will burst." Jack rolled his eyes as he ate his food at the table, and Ava joined him. I was curious as to when Jack brought his food to the table."Can I do that later?' What is wrong
As soon as Haru walked away. I sat down on my bed, staring at nothing. He proposed sex. I'm not sure what to think or do about it. How can I say no to him when he is so enticing? Charlotte is still my girlfriend, and if I agree to this, I'm cheating on her and, worse, betraying her. He stated that he doesn't care if I'm dating her or not. He only wants me, there are no romantic feelings involved, and he simply wants to have fun. And I want it as well. My body screams for his touch. I scratched my head in frustration, telling myself to stop thinking about it all. He said he gives me two days to accept his offer. I'm the worst person ever; am I truly gay or bisexual, as he claims? No, I don't want to be any of those things. I got out of bed and went to the door, which I opened. I got out and walked over to the dining table to fix my clothes. Charlotte dashed over to me. "Babe, we're having a party today, would you like to come over?" I raised an eyebrow at Charlot
I stormed furiously out of the classroom, Charlotte has no right to speak to me in that manner; who does she think she is? Without our friendship, I would have become even more enraged with her and insulted her as she deserved. I was just venting about Haru. Because they are my friends, my best friends. I'm envious of Haru, he's attractive and attracts a lot of attention from people and most especially girls, he's wealthy too. Anyone in my shoes will be envious. I sometimes wish he hadn't come to this school because every girl I ask out always says *I'm sorry, I like someone else, and that's Haru. I'm sorry* It's annoying to hear those things from them. It makes me feel inadequate because Haru excels in academics while I am a mediocre student. He's so good at everything that even I can't beat him in sports. He's got everything a lady looks for in a man. That's why it irritates me; I wish I was wealthy, handsome, or even beautiful like him. If that's the righ
"Not sure. We immediately closed and he just left the class in a hurry,' Ava replied, and Charlotte's mood turned nasty. When I saw that, I knew she was still upset with Jack. Something must have happened for Jack to leave the class like that, or did he go out with a girl without telling me? When I looked at my phone, there was no sign of a missed call or text message from him. "Why didn't you go to the infirmary, instead of coming here if you are not feeling that good?" Shit! Charlotte and her questions, I should have known, she wouldn't let this slide. "I just don't like the smell of that place, it makes me queasy.' I lied, shrugging my shoulders. It isn't exactly a lie that the infirmary makes me nauseous, it wasn't the reason why I didn't go there, it was because of Haru. I noticed he cleaned me up and everything, I wish he could have woken me up and told me he was leaving but instead he left me in the damn Lab. What if the teachers had seen me an
"Suji de no ga knish, suji de utau koto ni, so," he smirked at Keith, trying to change the topic, from making Keith think he was worried. "I miss it too." Keith shrugged and sat down on the drum. "Singing on stage?" He sighed."We will soon go back to singing on stage, and this time I'm leaving everything behind and no one is stopping me," Haru said, clenching his fist."Are you talking about your ex?" Keith inquired.Haru's expression abruptly changed. "Nido to Kare ni tsuite hanasanaide kudasai?" Haru stated solemnly, as he warned Keith not to bring it up anymore."But your face is all red, and it appears you were crying earlier," Keith said, frowning as well. Keith pretended he hadn't heard what Haru had just said. He was well aware that Haru despised discussing his ex. And if he should prolong it and keep asking questions, this conversation will turn into a fight."I'm not crying, and please stop talking nonsense. I just want to finish school, forget about everything,