Chapter Fourteen: What does Posnega Mean?

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I could have said that it was probably a dream but then why was he in there? I haven't even seen the guy properly and known him at all then how was I dreaming about him? I had no idea how he looked from a few inches distance and he was a few inches away from me in the dream.

So what should I conclude from this? That ever since that first gym class he has left a big mark in my thoughts, in my dreams?

I did this analysis while brushing my teeth and doing my morning duties. I huffed at the thought of that guy. Already he was on my wrong side because he had a jacket that I desired. I hardly shop clothes for myself but when I do, I am choosy and super possessive about my choices. I wished to get that jacket away from him.

I wore some clothes that I absent mindedly chose from the wardrobe and left the room in my favorite black flats. The history class of our second day was about to start. I waved at Jer and Amber and went to the last row where my seat was situated.

Diego was already on his seat and talked to his friends who were in the row ahead of ours. I sat down on my place. "Hey Margaret! You look good today." A girl sitting just in my line in the prior row said. I was taken aback. I wasn't expecting praises from some girl I didn't know.

Though my cheeks grew a little pink and I smiled to her, "Thank you." Till then I haven't taken notice of what I was wearing. I was attired in a crop top and jeans that ended midway my leg. Crop top? When did I start wearing those? "Hi, ahm...I don't know your name? What is your name?" I stammered.

Seriously I never saw this girl before but I was sure, she wasn't a new comer it was me who never saw her. "Oh! That's alright. I am Kate Leigh from Great Britain." She politely introduced herself. She was beautiful was an understatement. She was everything a guy wished for. But she was shorter than me.

 But she was shorter than me

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"Hi, Kate. I am- oh you already know me." I let out a soft chuckle and she also did the same. She had brunette blonde hair and hazel eyes. I could see a mole just under her lips' right end. It only added to her beauty.

"Yup! Everybody knows you. You are so popular already!" She chirped and grinned sweetly. She was a sweet and caring person.

But she had dark circles under her eyes and her eyelids were wrinkled than they should, deep down they were gloomy and may be holding down tears. I guess, she also didn't get a proper sleep yesterday night, like she also saw a terrific dream.

"No. I am not popular, I don't have many friends." I stated the obvious.

"Then start making some," Diego injected in our conversation. "Margaret you almost refused to my friend yesterday," He said and instantly his expression turned to a regretting one as he had accidentally spilled some secret. "Oh, I am sorry I never meant to say that." I eyed him suspiciously but the gaze broke when Miss Cameron entered the class.

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