Thankfully the bell rang and our First period teacher suddenly showed up surprisingly we didn’t know he was already behind Sara. He does give a fright on us, a joke of how he creep his student on her back making us jump.
However, I should be thankful that I was saved by the bell and him.
Another round averted, this time,
and ...
I wouldn’t have to answer that question.
Whew…
I could breathe out a relief on this, and I secretly thumb up my teacher, as he calls for our attendance when we finally settled down on our seat. (I hope he wouldn’t mind)
It’s not that I don’t have an interest in love or the stuffs like that or even bothered to be traumatized by my sister’s heart breaks before but… I just haven’t felt how to be in love. Even if I talked to other guys and with ease, I have never yet felt the way my friends’ describe how do they falls in love. My sister has once told me, there were no such thing as true love, only love does dies and it can prolonged but the question is how. I don’t understand it all but it doesn’t mean I don’t want to feel that kind of feeling.
Of course I do too.
