I thought I heard the church bells ringing. Oh god. How fast is time moving. I quickly walk out of the class, apparently without even waving at my friends. I'm not an ignorant or neither arrogant. I just. UGH THIS IS FREAKING HARD
How to explain this?
I just want to lay on my bed.
Hmmm okay. That's pretty much my explanation. I like school, I really do. Well added with a few reasons maybe school isn't a place where people thought it was. I am a cheerleader. The assistant of the monitor of the class. Oh I'm not joking. I'm not the kind of person who actually fake things just to be the spotlight. I am myself and myself is I, me. Easy huh?
So there goes my chance of running away from class.
A tall figure of body had stopped me. What the hell. It's the 'go home' bell. I think I didn't make a mistake there. I'm not deaf.
"Where are you going miss Aliya?" Holy God. It's him.
"Is it your responsible to know why and where I'm going?"
"It's not but I am asking you a question." He babbled.
"Frankly speaking here, knock knock, I'm the assistant chief invigilator. And I order you to right away step aside or I will push you with no sympathy."
"Hmmm lemme think here...."
"Gosh." I was in a hurry moment. I mean like, I can't just stand there like one of those wax statues in Madame Tussauds. So whether he likes it or not, I quickly speed off and run till I step onto my van.
"Aliya!" I heard him. He's calling my name. I don't doubt that.
"Bye bye, Ali!" I just wave and panting a smile on my lips.
So here goes my chapter of life.
The dope over there? Nah, he's just a good-looking guy with blood mixture. His mother is an English lady and his father is a Japanese. And I'll tell you what, let me continue this continuous story of my life.
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