Can't Lose You

Chapter 7

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Present day...
3oth August 2016

The bell rang, indicating the end of the English class.

Finally. I can feed the hippos break dancing inside my stomach.

After slinging the bag on my shoulder and holding my copy of Death of a Salesman, I strolled out of the class. Not really knowing my way around, I followed where the majority of the students were headed, but ended up meeting the lockers.

Well, might as well get the weight of my shoulder. Literally. So I pulled out the piece of paper the receptionist had handed me and started my search of the locker all the while chanting, be the one in the upper row like a mantra

0099..0100 and -

Gahhh, it's the one at the bottom!!

Dang it

"I think you're standing in front of my locker." I grouched to the person leaning against it.

"And I'm interested in listening to what you think because..?" When I heard the deep accented voice, my head shot up.

Oh come on. It's the good looking sleeping hulk.

Can this day get any better?

"Cuz you have no better things to do. Move." I ordered monotonously clutching the book tighter. Move so I can satisfy the hippo knocking on my tummy wall and calling out, hello? Feeding lady you there? 

Meany hippo

"Now, now it's not nice to order people around." He said almost absentmindedly.

Or so I've been told.

He tapped away at his phone before slipping it inside his faded jeans pocket, after which he glanced up. He frowned when he realised it was me

Who did he expected? Angelina Jolie? Well boo-hoo

I could hear the hippo chanting food. Food. Food. Food  while hitting its tummy in a rhythm

"You know what else is not nice, my temper, so move it." I snapped my fingers and stepped forward in hopes that he'll back away. But he stayed unflinching, his gaze not wavering from my face and his eyebrows remained furrowed.

"Have we met before?" He asked frowning and leaning closer, his hazel eyes, which had a rare shade of green in them roamed every inch of my face.

So he doesn't remember our first encounter about two hours ago?

Who cares, this girl needs to be fed!

"Sure, I was your assigned babysitter when you were ten and your parents were off to Mars on their second honeymoon to produce baby minions. Will you budge already?"

I saw his expression fall before his face went blank.

"Why Mars?" He asked curiously whilst turning and pulling open the locker behind him.

Wait, that's his locker? Really? He gets the upper locker and I get to crouch for the rest of the school year?

I groaned mentally and stomped my feet.