I stepped into the school library and looked around. Oh look, there's a fully drenched Anderson sitting at a table playing with his phone. Like ew. He's drenched with perspiration as usual. Just because he play basket ball.
"Hey you're late. Give me a moment to finish my game since you owe it to me... Oh I'm dying!!! Nooooo I can't!!" I felt like slapping him.
" Is gaming so important right now? And. You're late. Not me. I went to the basketball court to look for you because Olivia said you were there!" I was just fuming, I could literally feel the smoke from my head.
"Why didn't you call?" he asked after he finished his game. "Oh wait. you did... Sorry I missed it.." He gave me that silly face and scratched his head.
Oh c'mon. How could he! I wish I could take a book and smack him.. Such an ass.
"Ring ring ring"
"Oh look Belle, Olivia is calling, aren't you gonna pick up?" Anderson is just clueless isn't he. Olivia is so so so angry with him because he didn't come on time!
"Now where are you? don't tell me you're with him ?!?! You'd better head home right now!" Screamed Olivia on the phone.
Anderson and I both gave each other a poker face :/ as I put down the phone. That silly stupid boy just likes to play all day long huh. Would he even bother to study what I would be teaching him later? I really doubt so...
" Y'know, this wouldn't take as long as I expected it to! haha this is gonna be a breeze! Just tell me what to study and I'll be going home to game!" Anderson said cheerfully.
This time I really took a book and slammed it on his head. Dumb idiot, if he thinks Chinese is so easy then why do you even bother asking me for help in the first place?
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30 minutes later*
"You should go home now. We're done going through the basics anyway." Said Anderson. Oh he thinks I don't know he's going to play his basketball again? But I didn't want to go home anyway.
Somehow he managed to persuade me, but he did know that something was wrong because I didn't want to go home. He took my books and carried them for me. Awwwwwwww that's just nice of him!
After we headed out the library door, he noticed a wound on my hand. He grabbed my hand and took a close look.
"Does it still hurt?" he asked.
"Nah. It's healed" I gave a soft reply.
Did he know how much things I hid from him? What would he do if he did know...
"Hey you wanna watch me play?" he asked.
"No.. I'll just head home.. Bye.."
Somewhat saddened that I had to go home. My parents aren't happy with my test results... There's Chinese tomorrow too.. I just wished they understood me more..
I went to my locker to put my books and then went home.
Sigh.. I kept thinking of his brown eyes his nice brown hair and his charismatic look...
I wonder what our friendship would lead to... Although I knew all the long that it would be a disaster for me...
What should I do with such a foolish heart?