Ain't Your Regular Girlfriend

The next day! A day of sunshine I guess__mid school hours (in the café). I was sitting in my usual spot, yeah, it is now my spot as the workers call it (haha) they even gave me a name! the coffee girl, you think? Funny, ...but today, I didn't order coffee because I wasn't in coffee spirit or maybe I wanted to have something else which was what I got! and yeah.

So you Want to know why this morning has been a day of sunshine in the class? The rumors! It has died down and people no longer mention it or stare at me provocatively... though it happened yesterday but it seemed like it never happened excluding one face who has been missing in class the whole time and I'm afraid, with his attitude, he might be the everyday reminder of the incident. His absence alone is already so was his attitude the day before. And Thompson has been quite a gentleman. Hmm. Well, I reckon it was because I am now the key holder to his d.i.c.k.

I laughed at the "keyholder" term and twisted my hair up and tied it with a band as I scroll through my phone that was on a table In front of me with my milkshake beside it. in that motion, I parked a handful of ch.i.p.s (not looking at the packet, my eyes were fixed on my phone) into my mouth crunching every sound of it and swallowing it down with my milkshake. Concussion right? The sunshine morning has passed and now?'s kinda a concussion time so whatever.

I continued on, checking out stories I'd read later in the day after school, but I was distracted the moment my eye caught someone staring at me... an awkward stare I was receiving from the dude not far from me "What a dude". I sighed and winked at the dude who has been staring at me the whole time I crunched the ch.i.p.s. I was so engrossed in what I was doing that I didn't notice how long I was being watched or eye f.u.c.k.e.d the whole time. when winked at him, he returned it with a cute wide flirt full smile.

That smile pricked my memory and I was certain I've seen that proud flirt full face before. But where? I couldn't quite remember where and how. I wracked my brain to place the face altogether with the blurry images that keep popping up in my head, as he whispered something to his guy friends (They were three-plus him making it four) and was now coming towards me.

For a moment I thought he might be an old buddy from London or so but at the shrieks and squealing from his admirers, I had my answers. I sit up and wiped the pieces of ch.i.p.s off the table with a handkerchief. I watched in anticipation as he pulled a chair out and flapped his shirt back, he flipped his hair and crossed his legs with his arms folded. This flamboyance is quite his usual.