Memories

Chapter 1: Lost Memory

Chloe's POV

"Hahahaha you can't catch me Leo!" I laughed gleefully as Leo kept on chasing me

"Oh you bet I can" Leo sped up his pace and tackled me to the ground

"I'm beat..." I huffed as I catch my breath but he just merely laughed

I then looked at him causes him to look at me too "Hey..."

"Yeah?" Leo

"Don't forget me... Okay!"

I sprung up from my bed breathing heavily as I remembered that dream. It really doesn't make sense why I always dream that when clearly I don't even remember it...

My name is Chloe Anderson or at least... That really is my name? You see I have a problem on losing a lot of amount of my memory at the point that I can't remember my name so I have doubts and that dream always messes me up big time. Its like I feel that I forgot something important to me but I just couldn't point my finger at it.

Oh well... I guess... I just have to get ready for school leave all my problems here at home.

When finished getting ready, I ran up to the bus stop to wait minutes later the bus came and I aboard it and I saw a somewhat familiar face but I decided to brush it off. But every time I get the chance I will look at him in case if I can remember something but to no avail.

The bus came to a halt and I got off the bus and it seems the guy got off as well and turns out we attended the same university.

At a closer look I got a perfect sight of him. He hair is messy but looked good at him, his beautiful brown eyes is set on his phone, the headphones resting comfortably around his neck and his uniform is improperly buttoned but it suits him real well.

His eyes then looked at me as he seem to sense that I'm looking at him on quite some time now. Flustered, I looked away and started walking away.

"He must've thought that I'm some weird person right now... How embarrassing..." I thought

As I entered my classroom, there are already some people inside and I choose a sit which is at the back and I calmly sat on it and brought out my book to read.

Sooner or later, the classroom door opened and the guy from awhile ago entered and looked at me, I blushed slightly and hid my face on my book. I saw him sat on the third chair from mine. He has a serious face on and wondering one too? But why wondering? Then I again I decided to shrug it off and continue to read.

Minutes later, the professor entered our classroom and introduced himself and our class began.

After the first three subject, it's lunch break. It bought a sandwich and juice box from the cafeteria and got back to the classroom and sat down to eat.

The guy came back with a egg bun and juice box in hand and sat down. I felt that he's looking at me and it's incredibly... Creepy...

Is this his payback for looking at him earlier? Well sorry, I couldn't help it he looks familiar to me -////-

"Hey!" A deep voice called and it came from the guy. I just ignored him

"Hey! Can you hear me?!" This guy is rude and persistent... Yelling at a girl that he doesn't know.... How charming of him *rolls eyes*

But nevertheless, I looked at him timidly and asked "Yes?"

He stared at me for a mere second and 'tch'ed at me with a disappointed look "Nah.. You're not her 'cause you're ugly"

WHAT THE HELL?!?!

"What did you just say to me?!" I yelled

"Not only ugly but stupid"

"Why you little runt! I'm going to beat the hell out of you if you don't fvcking shut your mouth up!"

"Not only stupid but has a very unpleasant mouth for a girl"

"You done it n--"

"what's communication about?!" A professor looked at us and asked

"Ma'am he started the argument!" I said angrily

"It doesn't matter who started the argument! If you both do not shut your mouth, I'm going to put you both on detention!" Then she left

I looked at him bitterly and he just merely puts his headphones on and listened to music.

I slumped back down on my chair quietly still pissed off.

The nerve of him! Calling me ugly, stupid and most of all unpleasant to a person he doesn't know?! I'll show him the real ugly, stupid and unpleasant. I smiled evilly on the thought.

His POV

I looked at her from the corner of my eyes and frowning while she's groaning in irritation.

She couldn't be Mary .... Right?

I need more evidence to be sure that she is her.

I then looked back at my phone staring at a photo of a young girl in her white sundress smiling cheerfully.