Another day of chemistry, I can see her again. I'll try to charm my way through her. I sit on the stool as I wait for her for about five minutes, I was the first one again. I love chemistry, and I have no idea why. I stare at her seductively, and smirk. "Hey." I say as she sits beside me. Her hair was in the way of her face, she flips it and I get lost for a moment, "Hey." She smiles sweetly, those lips! I can't help thinking about yesterday. "U-Uhm... S-so..." Damn it! I'm stuttering! She giggles softly, "Are you okay?" "Y-yeah! Sorry." I look away and cover my flushed face. Damn it. I've never felt this way before. "William... you like me, don't you?" I could feel the amusement in her voice. I look at her, trying to compose myself, hoping the redness of my cheek's already gone. I smirk and stare at her beautiful eyes, "No," I sounded so real! "dream on." And then she stares at me in shock. She turns away suddenly and everything silent. Until our other classmates came in with their chit chats. Did I hurt her? I wonder. I try to tap her on the shoulders, but I'm afraid she'd brush me off. ㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡ ㅡ Zarina's POV ㅡ Tears. I could feel it coming out. I turn away swifty, hoping he wouldn't see my reaction. My heart felt like it's been stabbed by a broken glass. I wipe my tears off, hoping he would notice me, hoping he would comfort me or even just ask if I was okay. He sounded so heartless. Why did I even say that? Now I look ******* stupid.
Short Update. I have to plan an upcoming wedding war and match rosters. Sorry My Dear Eli! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I put my head down as tears were starting to flood my eyes. Oh how weak I felt. I hear the bell ring and I immediately grab my thing. "Zarina!" Ms Medina yells. Curse my teacher. I spun around with my tears coming down, non-stop. Luckily, I wasn't wearing mascara cause that'd be a whole 'nother story. She looks at me, surprised. "Y-you're dismissed." She says to me and I ran off. I must've looked like an idiot in the hallways. I couldn't help but cry. I bursted in that bathroom and went to a nearby stall. I cried for the past 5 minutes, knowing the bell rang already. I sigh and open the bathroom stall. Get your act together, Zarina. I slap myself lightly and search through my bag. I found my make up bag in there. When did I? I shake my head and open the bathroom faucet. I clean my face off and grab a red lipstick. I decide to just wear that. I still looked normal. I stare at myself in pure disdain. It's stupid of me, crying over some guy. I've never done this in my whole life. NEVER. I slap myself and look back. You're weak. Crying over some guy who doesn't love you. Fight back! Make him regret. And that I will.