as chris was about to respond, he then diverts his eyes past bianca to look at someone else. immediately, he grabs bianca by her hand to drag her to the nearest door to exit the building, making sure to interlock their fingers as he glances back every few seconds. bianca's brows furrow in confusion, "uh, dude? you're dragging me, just so you know."
"my bad, i just had to get out of there," he tells her while letting go of her hand. bianca crosses her arms, chuckles lightly, "you saw your ex, didn't you? amyra?" chris frowns deeply, looking to the side whilst shaking his head and scoffing, "listen, bianca, we're not friends-or besties-you're my tutor and i'm someone you have to teach. don't ask me about my private life because i don't ask about yours nor do i care. whatever you heard about me and amyra, it's bullshit. mind your own business next time, will you?" the boy walks away, not giving the girl a chance to speak or even apologize.
bianca runs her hands through her hair before placing them on either side of her face. "stupid, stupid, stupid," she mutters to herself whilst watching his figure become smaller and smaller as he walks in the school parking lot.
all this just because i decided to ask him if he was okay, she thinks to herself. shaking her head, she enters the school to find the nearest bathroom to collect herself in. once she has entered, she is met with the girl herself, amyra vu. bianca flashes her a slight smile as she stands over the sink beside amyra, who is looking at her through the mirror as she washes her hands.
𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐇 ᵃˢ . . . AMYRA VU
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after amyra has shut the tap so the stream of water stops pouring, she fixes her posture so she's standing upright as she remains her eyes at bianca through the mirror. bianca is uncomfortable by the stare, though she doesn't show her discomfort. amyra clears her throat, "you're the new girl, right?" bianca nods, not speaking still. "i saw you with chris not too long ago. . . i know it's none of my business but are you guys like, together?"
"um-"
"it's not that i care," amyra interrupts her while laughing slightly, "i'm just curious."
at this moment, bianca really thinks it through. she knows amyra has already seen them both holding hands, therefore there's no point of lying - she knows amyra is testing her to see what she would say. i mean, what could go wrong with lying a little?
"um, yeah, i mean, we're not together together, we're just. . . together."
"oh," amyra says, her smile fading a little, "i'm happy. . . for you two."
"thanks. . . uh, it was nice meeting you."
"yeah," amyra smiles softly, "it was nice meeting you too." with that, she exits the bathroom whilst bianca stays behind, burying her face into her hands as she groans out of regret and frustration. i fucked up. . . i fucked up real bad, she tells herself.
