Chapter 03

"What are you doing Candy? You look like stupid." I was annoyed that her hand was constantly spinning around me.

Her face crumpled and she crossed his arms in front of me, while her eyes are still glued to me.

I just arrived. We don't have any practice today, that's why I came a little late— cut that out, not a little, I'm really really late. I didn't get into our first subject. The ending is that I wasn't able to take the quiz earlier. It's only twenty items but the points are big. I'll just go to my teacher later in that subject and ask for consideration so I can take the quiz. I can't down that 20 items, it's worth my grades for the final.

"Why you arrived just this time, Abigail, huh? You're an hour and a half late in our class. Don't tell me you came to Troy's building before taking our quiz?" She asked with wide eyes.

I shook my head and pulled her away slightly so I could enter the room. We don't have a teacher for the second subject since she announced it that she is sick. But there are some writings and reviewers left for the quiz that will be given on Friday. A lot of quizzes, a lot to answer for this week. It really goes along when I don't feel like it. What a crazy week this could be with all of us.

"What are you talking about? You see, I just entered, how can I go there if I just arrived a couple of minutes ago?" I turned to her, annoyed.

She snorted and sat in her chair. Candy and I are next to each other so I can't avoid her from the long questions that I know she's been saving up in her mind. I know her too damn well.

"You're always ahead of all in this classroom, Abigail. This is the only time you get into this time. Tell me, do you have a problem?" She asked seriously and moved the chair even closer to me.

So what if I always come here early, is it always necessary? Am I not allowed to be late all of a sudden?

 "Do I look like I have a problem?" I asked too in return.

She winced and hit me lightly on the arm. "I'm asking you properly, Abigail. Your thing of philosophizing is working again."

I rubbed my arm where she hit me. I winced at her and gave her a side eye look, and yet of course in return she gave me an eye roll. I sighed and faced her properly.

"I woke up late, Candy. I'm naturally late here because I was woken up at noon. Does it clear to you now?" I ask, sarcastically.

She shook his head. "There's something you haven't told me yet. Open up, I'll listen." She still insists.

"Just say you just want a gossip, Candy." I uttered, and took out my notebook where I wrote the pointers for the contents of the quiz that I missed.

I opened it and started reviewing everything. I didn't study last night because I was lazy. Add to, that Troy made me feel bad. He didn't even ask me if I was okay after Sameul grabbed me with full force, it was really bad. I was even accused as if I was the one approaching his classmate for the whole time.

That hurts me the most at all. It used to be like I was flirting with that situation. I can't help but feel bad about it all.

"Speak up, don't waste any time, Abigail." She shook me.

"What do you want me to say, Candy?" I asked while still looking at my notebook.

I don't know if I can get a perfect score later because even if I try to enter all the pointers in my brain, I can't do it. Add to that the mischievousness of this Candy who is very fond of gossip.

"When you said that, it seems like you have a lot to tell me, Abigail. Why don't you start with the very first one?" I turned to her. 

"Then how about my quiz?" I asked her and she winked at me.

 "I'll give a copy of my answer." She said and I smiled.

We then exchanged a wink at each other.

I put my notebook inside of my bag and faced her. I started my story from there when I went to the waiting shed until Troy and I parted on the way home. She's always grimacing and struggling with nothingness and every sentence before I finish telling a story, and she always has a side comment.

"I wouldn't be even shock, well that Troy is really crazy—"

"Shut up, Candy." I covered her mouth.

Her eyes widened and she patted my palm which I quickly removed away from her.

"It's true! He saw you being pulled by that Sameul, then he was acting like a fool?"

"I didn't say he was complaining, Candy. I said, he's even like a happy human because I'm going to be out by his side. He won't be bothered by me anymore, like that."

"Even though that's the point, it's still the same as before. That Troy has a cataract in his eye." She angrily said.

"Let it go, Candy. But even if he says that, I'm not going to walk away from him." I grinned at her.

"I don't know about you girl, you're making a career out of being a damn stupid."

"Say it all, Candy, buy atleast you supported it." I poked her side.

"I'm just forced, and pity you, that's all." She said and adjusted her chair.

I didn't pay attention to her anymore, I just focused on her test paper in the quiz that I will take about later. It's really Troy's fault, so my ending now will just be copied by others answer. I'm not use to this, but I don't want to have a failure score either. If he hadn't told me that nor talk to me on that way, I would have been smiling while reviewing last night.

Some time passed and it was breaktime. I didn't go straight to the cafeteria, but I went to the faculty room where my first subject teacher was stationed. It wasn't hard for me to plead, because I made a letter and had Candy sign it with Aunt Anne's signature. A common way in our room, when we need a signature from our guardian.

I finished the quiz easily. And immediately went to the cafeteria where I saw Candy with her boyfriend, Kel. The two of them have been together for a long time. Kel is famous as a good basketball player and top achiever in his class. Candy is the same too. Sometimes our grades match up so we are placed in the same top. We were happy there because even in grades we were best friends.

I planned to not showed up to Candy. I just bought something to eat and went out. I intend to visit Troy today. I feel that I need to see him. Even though I'm not happy with the last time, I still miss his wickedness. And one more thing, I'll get my Auntie Anne's tupperware. She's looking for it for me when I get home, and if I don't get it back now, Auntie Anne might kick me out. I know she can't do that, but I also know that the item is so important to her since the brand of it is tupperware. Too expensive and precious for her, since it have also a nice quality.

"Oh, look who's here. It's Abigail, brad!"

It was like cold water was poured on me when I heard that loud shout of my name. Even before I had stepped my feet on the first step of the stairs, my name immediately echoed above.

"Go downstairs now, Samuel. Time is running!" The voice was still shouting, I didn't know if I should run down again or just continue to see Troy.

But before I could make a decision, someone came up behind me.

I gasped when I saw it was Troy. His face was blank while one of his hands was clenched.

"What are you doing here?" He suddenly asked.

I swallowed hard. "My aunt's tupperware... I'll take it." I'm gasping for air at this moment, and I don't know what was the reason. It's just a normal day, but do i feel like a sudden suffocation? Damn.

"My bag is downstairs. Let's go." He said turning his back.

I didn't waste time. I didn't want to see Samuel either so I quickly followed him. We got to the library, it turned out that he left his things there because he was reviewing earlier for their upcoming exam.

"Did you eat the flesh of that?" I asked while hugging the container.

 He looked at me. "Yeah, that's for me, isn't it?"

"Of course. That's why I handed it to you yesterday." I said and stood next to him.

His forehead is wrinkled again. I just smiled and placed the container on the table and made it into a pillow.

"Your break time is almost over, why wouldn't you just come back there." He said coldly as he opened his next book.

"We don't have class anymore."

He looked at me again. A look that didn't believe what I just said. "It's not even four o'clock yet." He looked at his watch and turned to me again.

"All the teachers have a meeting. Even yours has one too." I said.

"Impossible—"

"What's impossible are you saying. You don't believe me?" I ask with a smile and get up. "Maybe you're forgetting that I'm a vice president of senior high." I am proud saying that. "That was just discussed earlier. That's why I came to see you today because I have free time. Aren't you wondering why I'm here now? Don't I usually tease you before going in and going home."

"Oh then, why haven't you gone home yet? I've given you your bag, go now." He repel.

Ishook my head. "You still have a sin against me, now you've added to it." I snorted and put my cheek on the container again.

Troy's gaze followed me and soon sighed as he grabbed his bag. He handed it to me and took the container that I was making as my pillow.

"Make that your pillow." He said, defining his bag, while focusing on his book again.

I can't stop smiling. It was as if my resentment towards him was erased so easily.

Butterflies comes again to me.

"Let's eat outside, Troy." I bubbly my cheecks while saying that. 

"I can't." He didn't even think about his answer.

"Come on, Troy. It's time for you to get back at me. You should even date me." 

He's brows twisted. "Why would I take you on a date? Are you my girlfriend?"

The smile on my lips grew even more. "Not yet, but if you answer me now, I'll be your girlfriend." I said, grinning.

He pulled away with a smile later on. "I don't want a girlfriend, sis, sorry."

"Oh, then boyfriend! I can be your boyfriend!" I snort in a low voice.

He grinned even more. "You can't be, baby." He rubbed my cheek, but I hit his hand in return. 

"And why is that?" I sounded so immature while asking him. 

"Cuz, you don't have a hotdog." He struggled and laughed in a low voice.

"Then, I'll do procedure just to get that! Is that a problem?!"

Troy's face couldn't be painted for the next few seconds. He seemed scandalized by what I said. He was even rubbed his both temple.

"I don't know about you anymore girl. Just go away now, Jack will come here later and if he'll see the two of us, I really don't know what's going to happen."

"You keep pushing me away, Troy." I said, disappointed.

"That's my role here, Abigail. To drive you away from me, isn't it?" He broke again my heart.

"You're hurting me again." My voice broke.

He looked straight at me. I was just kidding but the next thing that came out of his mouth seemed like a bullet meant for me.

"You're the one who wants that, Abigail. If you're hurting, it's your fault because you're trying to squeeze yourself into me. I'm unlikely to like you, there's no chance that we will end up together."