"Tell me what happened," I said as I sat down beside Abigail at class. She wasn't crying anymore, but since she usually wore a lot of makeup, her eyes looked like that of a three hundred year old zombie. "You were right, Aeliana," she muttered, sobbing. "About what?" "Antonio," She said, looking away. I sighed. "Okay, now stop saying his first name out loud and tell me what happened before he decides to show up," I said, impatiently. I was seriously dying to know what happened. "He's mean... he really is," "Just tell me already!" "I went to see him because I had a doubt regarding yesterday's class..." she said. "Okay... and?" "And then," Leah sat down beside me. "He told her to get the f*** out of his office, disappear from his sight and not to stay within a range of 100 kilometers' radius from him," "He said that!?" I said in utter shock. "No he didn't... I was exaggerating," Leah said, shrugging. "Yes, he did!" Abby almost yelled. "How could someone be so insolent!? All
"No no... that's not a good idea!" Abigail protested. "Look, I don't wanna live the rest of my college life being harassed by that douche!" "Woah! Watch your words, girl! If someone's eavesdropping, we're dead meat," Leah said, not agitated at all. "Leah," I said, grabbing her shoulders. "You think it's fair? It's public humiliation!" "Well, what are you gonna do about it? Tell him he's ugly? Put salt in his coffee?" "No..." I said. "I will confront him," "And do what!?" Abigail almost laughed. "You'll pee your pants! You can't even hold eye contact with him for longer than two seconds," "I thought friends support you no matter what," I said, making a straight face. "Fine! Do it! As long as I don't have wipe your salty tears, I'm fine with anything!" "Wow...real touchy, Leah. Thanks," I said, disappointed. She shrugged and turned to Abigail. "What do you think?" "Maybe it's fair that Li wants to confront him," she replied. "She got picked on during class, more than I ever di
It's 9.00 a.m and I'm standing at the door of the devil's lair. I swear this day is gonna make the rest of my college life a living hell. He's gonna strangle me... or worse... he'll give me the 'you're-a-waste-of-space' glare! That'll make me wanna strangle myself. What am I even going say!? S***! I didn't rehearse! I started panicking.Oh poop! Now what!? I won't make a strong impression if I go unprepared! "Well, what an unpleasant surprise," F***... I turned around, slowly. I was literally terrified. "Good morning, Mr. Decarlo," "Would have a better one, had you stood next to my door and not in front of it, hence blocking it and preventing me from opening it," he said in a single breath. I let out a breath that I was holding unknowingly. I moved away from the door immediately. "Or if you weren't standing anywhere near my door at all," No no! Don't let his attitude get to you! He pushed the key in and turned the knob, unlocking the door to his office. He stepped inside wit
"Where's Abigail?" I demanded to know, while letting down the pile of letters and boxes on my table. "Dude, what's all this?" Leah sat back in her chair, clearly perplexed.
"You punks better get the assignments completed by tomorrow," Mr. Decarlo's vague threats always seemed toget tothe students.With that, he walked out the door without a second glance at the class.
"Hey! I'm at the airport now. Will be boarding the plane in about 10 minutes. I can't wait to see you!" I received Madelyn's text at about 9.40 p.m. Honestly, I'm so f**
"How 'bout that place?" I pointed at the elegant restaurant with gold lighting. "It's so pretty," Madelyn exclaimed. "Too fancy," Adrian glanced at me. "Perfect," I grinned and dragged Adrian and Madelyn towards the entrance. "My wallet's having palpitations!" "C'mon Adriannnn!" I whined making puppy eyes. "We have to celebrate this! I'll take you to watch the next Marvel movie," "That's a promise," he raised his eyebrows. "Yes," I smiled, reassuring him. **** We sat at a small round table fit for three. "Good evening," I heard a deep voice. "Welcome to The Sizzling Griddle! I'm Eric, your waiter for the evening. How can I help you?" "Good evening, Eric. We'd like to see the menu card before ordering," Adrian responded. "Yes, sir," "Hey," Madelyn nudged me. "He's cute," "Who?" I looked up from my phone. "Pay attention, you idiot!" Madelyn whispered. "The waiter! He's gorgeous!" "What the hell!?" I started laughing. "Dude, I'm serious!" She said. "You're laughing but yo
"Good morning!" I walked in through the door of the classroom. "Hey," Leah muttered drowsily. "What's up?" "Well," Bliss started. "We're trying to set a date for the event," "What do you mean you're 'trying'?" "Just let Aeliana do it. She's pretty good at those stuff," Leah said. "Okay," Vanille shrugged and handed the file over to me. I looked at the file and analyzed the suggested dates and times. "Dude, seriously, it's not that hard," I made a poker face. "You just look at the calendar..." I said, pulling my phone out of my pocket. "...and then you cut the working days and the public holidays out and get the remaining days, and choose one, preferably a Friday, that leaves enough time for us to prepare; and get everything in place perfectly, because we have to gather data on the number of vegans and others. And then we have to order food items accordingly," "Woah," Ryland said something other than 'good morning'. "What?" I shrugged. "Don't tell me you guys weren't already pl