Wonderful.

~('')~ The Calling ~('')~

"Both of you in detention." The old shrilly raging, voice, loudens out Agatha's mouth.

The two birds walk off but lover bird is stuck to giving me his smile at every glance he does before he's completely out of my sight.

Tyler Banes.

Something tells me I know you before.

"Ms. Wonderly, would you care write the definitions on the board please?" The middle aged asks, a piece of chalk being offered to my face.

I give it a minute to think if I would.

"Sure."

I exit my chair and follow the way to the wittily, and victorious smiling teacher.

A spring of bad vibes coming to get me after my feet lodge at the low platform before the clear green blackboard.

12.00 pm

"Did he really tell you that?"
"Yes. Just like that flatterer guy on the website you showed me. GossipCal?"
"Oh I must've forgotten. Haven't checked that site for ages."
"Well from what I read, men often boys admit to the flatterer technique mostly at a desperate, time."

I pick up my spoon as I make a serving from the cake, Chelsea brought to school.

Chelsea, on the other hand doesn't, a thought seemingly to be bothersome occupying her, that her food waits.

Her eyes fusion to the structureless void now she's idling in.

I quiver for words but it seems the only words that can reprocess her to reality are Jess'

Speaking of which,

"Where's Jess."

The solid inertia at the end of her tongue, the only way to go is for her to bite it.

As she surprisingly does,

C is once again active. She does a shake of her head recently returning from the instances she have since earlier.

"Huh?"
"Where's Jess?"
"Didn't she tell you?"
"Tell me what."

The moment I look at my friend's eyes, a stride of confusion appears on her face.

Something tells me a secret is made with the way this is going to.

I'm terrible at having friends who keeps a secret from their other friends. Since C is a close friend, I try to act nice.

"Chelsea are you and Jess hiding something behind my back."
"No I just got confused, why she hasn't told you."
"Told me about what?"
"That her grades are failing?"

Punts of worry becomes my space after she words out the thing Jess told her. This is bad news since her mom and her grades are two ends to a love book.

~('')~ Coming Up Next On

Wonderful.

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"I'm sure you have a MORE efficient thing to do than be here right?" Tayla dictates, her black tint eyebrows appearing in a V slash downwards.

She then grips a chair behind her, aiming it carelessly to the spot I stand on.

"This is my seat, alright?" Her tongue spit, it compared to a hasty, uncontrolled hate.

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"I have a crush on you since middle school. When you were still yourself." He voices on the decks of soil where we are.

His eyes maintaining vigor, his lips thinning.

"Is that so?" My unfelt words, I recite to him.

I suddenly get weakened, a tendon breaking inside me.

"Yes, and you still have the most beautiful hair. The part of you I always remembered." His eyes look me up, his hairy fingers crawl to my thighs.

At the moment those twig like sturdy limbs reach my waist, he leans further.

His lips and mine now a second away.

"What are you doing,"

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Equally are the rooms put in this hall.

The music in the air moves inside me as I hear it louder, the flame within me gets more brighter and fierce.

'Figurine Squeaks'

"Do you like it? This is the room I mostly stay whenever I'm feeling out of ordinary."

I grasp at his words, trying to make something out of it.

I only end up listening to hear more.

"Well?"

His pale white skin forms a sweat on his temples, a tinge of uneasiness unfolds at his eyes.

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