Sophia Collins isn't exactly an extrovert. She is a calm, introvert with a dark secret that could potentially kill her in the near future; she is physically abused by her roommate.
And the worst part?
She can't do anything about it since she is fa...
"Uh sorry I didn't see you there, sit" He gestures at the chair.
"I was already going to sit there, I don't need to be instructed" I roll my eyes and sit down.
"Well while you weren't here, I considered your idea and I continued to develop it further" He's acting weird... Like really weird.
"I thought my idea was too pink and girly and ew for you?" I say in a bitchy tone quoting his exact words from last week.
"I just thought about it and—" I start talking before he finishes
"I've got a better idea", "A birthday party, it could be for any gender and it would be in a skateboarding park and we could instruct the kids ourselves and yeah".
"Okay" He says.
"Okay? Is that all that Alex Sharpe is going to say? You're not going to add in your cheeky side comments? You're not going to laugh?".
"No. I think it's a great idea, we should do that".
"Okay then" I say. Okay this guy is acting beyond abnormal and I need to know why.
We both begin writing again, jotting down my idea when Alex stops writing and starts rustling something in the seat next to him. The noise agitates me but I'm trying not to care because I don't want to pay attention to Alex or whatever he's doing.
After about thirty seconds of constant noise, Alex calls me.
"Erm Sophia?".
"What?" I say looking at him but my eyes are instantly drawn to beautiful, light pink roses and other flowers in his hand.
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"I um I didn't mean what I did last week. I was being immature and an idiot and I made a mistake and I didn't mean to upset you and—" His nerves are shown through the amount of 'and's he used in one sentence. Wow I'm guessing he's never apologised before.
"So what are you trying to say? I don't have time for all of this foolishness" I roll my eyes.
"I'm um, I'm- I'm sorry" He finally says it. Wow. Wow. Wow. There is such a word in Alex Sharpe's vocabulary called 'sorry'. Well you know what they say: 'You learn something new everyday'. This is amazing. This is more amazing than CeCe Drake being revealed as 'A'.
He offers the flowers to me, waiting for me to reach out and take it. I don't. I don't believe him.
"Do you really expect me to believe you and whatever facade you have planned in your head?" I give him a bitch face. He seems taken aback by my reaction. He probably expected me to take the flowers.
"No you've got the wrong end of the stick—".
"Save it Sharpe, go stick your flowers where the sun don't shine" I imitate almost his exact words and I storm out of the classroom.
Mr Webb stops me on my way out of the class.
"Where are you going Sophia?".
"To get some fresh air sir, I feel suffocated in here" I say it loud enough so Alex could hear. Mr Webb nods and I walk out of the class.
