He is holding the torch of the stereotypical bad boy image.  Oh! now he jumped the fence because, walking through the front gate is too cliche.  And he gets a round of applause for it too,  wow!  What an accomplishment; wait,  Miss Gregor is also giving him the whitest of smile.
Ugh!  I gag on the scene in front of me.  Its the same here as any where else.  Bad boy is loved by the school, gets all the attention; teachers or cheer leaders, you name it. And here I am throwing glares of red hot lava at him and his bunch of hooligans but still hiding behind by book on genetics. You don't  want to be on the wrong side of Matians.  That's right Ross Matthew  had a whole fan following  that went by the name of Matians who were ready to kill for him.  So,  just avoiding that.
Madly in love as my best friend's sister explained the meaning behind Matians,  while making a puppy face in hopes of getting recognised by this little devil.

"Dreaming  of him again? "  chuckled Matt standing besides me.
  "In my dreams. " I puffed in annoyance. I stood up and dusted the dirt off my black leather skirt.  What?  A nerd like me can't  wear clothes in fashion. Oh!  grow up.  Gone are the days of steriotypical images,  well  off course leaving behind Ross and his Matians.
" It looks like you are,  else you would not have been ignoring  me the whole time I was jabbing  about Martha" Matt said annoyingly.
"Sorry,  Matt you know me.  I have this strange disease of zoning out, its like sleep walking.  " I said pretending  to be sad.  Matt nodded in sympathy.

Now I know,  it's  wrong to fool your best best friend but in my defense he speaks faster  than my mind can comprehend and I am too sweet to break his soft mushy heart.
As we walk towards the building of education called school which really is a building  full of judgmental, annoying, creepy adoloscents trying to figure out their lives,  Martha screamed in from the other end running like a mad man. I ducked down and Matt became the victim of the famous Martha take down. 
Don't  get me wrong,  I love her to death.  It was just that she was way too strong for our age group and I was way too weak. 

"Calm down hurricane bianca!" I exclaimed.  " We just met in the morning  only"

"It is something to scream and shout about only" She jumped up and down in happiness and I took a step back for safety reasons.

"Ross asked your number. Oh my god ! My fantasy is coming true.  You and him. " She chimed in.

" In what sought of perversion do you fantasise about your friend  and crush together? " Matt asked " Getting kinky huh!  " he added

Martha rolled her eyes and went on too explain that how she was chattering  with one of her psychology batch mate when Ross came in asked my number from her minus all the details which off course I zoned out of.

"And please tell you did not give him? " I asked in hopes of slightest  possibility that my friend might have used her mind and would have said that she will ask me first.

"Duh!  And loose the chance of a romantic teen story . No way.  " She huffed with a smug smile on her face like she did a favour to this universe  like saving it from Thanos or something  like that.

I smacked my face in hope that this might be a dream.  Bad boy asking my number,  what will happen next.

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