***Celestine POV***
Oh my! It was just like yesterday. I was in my Sophomore year. But now, I am in my Junior year.
A lot has passed last year.
All those shitty dramas.
But they are all in the past now.
This is the present.
Hope I do not fucking blow it this time. Last year was a junk! I complained.
Well..... last year was not great. It was horrid. I was a loner last year. I ate lunch in a toilet stoll. Sit in the back of the class with all those gross kids.
I was a social outcast.
I do not know why. Do I have a pimple that I cannot see.
Now, my only best friend, Avalon, moved to another school.
Congratulations, you just won the award for the worst person award. Once again, congratulations! The voice in head said.
I am now sulking in my locker.
I AM JUST LOSER! I cried.
Then somebody tapped my shoulder.
I wiped my tears and turned around.
It was Maxim Jackson. The HOTTEST guy I have ever met in my whole entire fucking life. He was my classmate when I was in 6th grade and in my Freshman year. But, he moved to South Dakota. But he is here now.
Uh, you are...... Celestine Philips, right? He asked me.
He actually remembers my name! I was totally fangirling in my mind now.
Yeah..... I said, while staring at him.
Oh, great. Someone I know here. He smiled. Do you remember who I am? He asked me.
What am I, a dumbass? How would I forget. Every girl in our class have a crush on him.
Maxim Jackson. My past classmate. I said.
Oh my god, I thought you forgot. You have changed. The good kind of change. He told me.
You have not changed all this years. You are still hot. I said.
When I realized what I just said, I covered my mouth. Shit. Shit. Shit. Mother of all Shit. Why did I say that?!
He just giggled.
He looks super hot when he smiles or laughs or giggles or everything.
Am I melting? I asked him.
He just laughed. Nah, you are actually fine. Just take it in. He said.
He took that as a joke. Finally, we actually talked. In the past few years, we NEVER talked.
I just dreamnt about Him and I. How we would have our first date at the beach. Our first kiss in front of the sunset. How we would get married. And our children named Kaylee, Lucia, and William.
Sometimes I even draw it. Stupid me.
I know, how stupid I am, so, no need to remind me. Okay?
What is your homeroom? He asked me.
I looked at my class schedule. HOLY SHIT! Calculus?! I am so dead.
Calculus. I answered him.
I am a little embarrassed. I was one of the dumbest students in Math. I often get answers wrong. And I always flunk out in front of Maxim.
He giggled.... again. I remember the time when you always get the answers wrong.
I covered my face. Seriously? How much did you remember about me, anyway?
He held my hand. He gave me a sweet smile. Do not worry, I will help you with it. He said.
In our past class, he was an Outstanding student. I just stayed below.
Why is he like this? Why did he remembered me?
Oh, we have the same homeroom, 5th period and 9th period. We can be lad partners in Science. He told me.
What? Lab partners?
Oh... My... God. Am I dreaming?
Can somebody slap me? I said.
What? Why? He said. He looked confused for a minute there.
What? Uh, nothing! I told him. With a kinda embarrassed giggle.
Oh, okay.... Shall we go now? He asked me.
To where? I asked him back.
You were the same cute dumb girl I have met in the past years. He sighed.
Oh, Calculus. Sure. I said, with a smile.
He laughed then pinched my cheeks.
Why are you pinching my cheeks? I asked him.
I just cannot help it. You are just so cute! He said.
Then he grabbed my hand then we went to homeroom.
He said I was cute...... <3
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Us Until The End
TerrorCelestine Regan Philips, a 15-year old, the loser in her Sophomore year. Though she always had the guy who made her heart race, in her mice. Maxim Xavier Jackson, another 15-year old, the guy in the mind of Celestine. Who moves to South Dakota for h...
