As bạn head out to the chilly spring day, once bạn had finshed up your mid term test. bạn wait outside for him. The door from the building opens with force as he walks out. bạn turn on your heels and follow him.
"Did bạn cheat off me?" bạn speak from behind him. He looks back at you, then keeps on walking.
"Hey, I'm talking to you."
"I know." He said, not looking back.
"Then why aren't bạn answering-"
"Because, the answer won't matter, either way." He finally stops, and turns around to look at you.
"It might."
"No it won't, if I cheated off you, bạn wouldn't báo cáo me, anyways."
"What makes bạn so sure of that?" Your facial expression is firm, hiển thị no weakness.
"Just am." He half smiles, and turns around, and heads off, leaving you.
Your green eyes watch from afar at the moving Lacrosse player's back, which said, "House". House.. bạn think to yourself, and can't help but give a tiny smirk. The game had gone bởi fast, surprisingly. Michigan had won, which is strangely odd, because they never win. Of course, bạn wouldn't know, because the only reason bạn came here was to see him. He sees you, walking off the bleachers and heading to leave. As bạn walk on the grassy land, trying to head towards the cement past, bạn feel a grip on your arm. What do bạn do? bạn turn around, of course.
"Yes?" bạn câu hỏi him.
"What are bạn doing here?"
"Well, I was clearly watching the game, I figured as smart as bạn are, bạn could have guess that."
"I've never seen bạn here before."
bạn pause. Wait, is he still touching you? bạn look down at the shakey loose grip he has on your arm, and then look back up. His hand quickly vanishes until it's at his side.
"I heard bạn sucked, so I wanted to come, and quitely mock you." bạn lie.
"So, you've been talking about me."
Now, bạn blush, which is not good, not good at all.
"What? No." Again, bạn lie.
He gives a somewhat nodd and turns around, and heads off, leaving you, yet again.
TBC.
"Did bạn cheat off me?" bạn speak from behind him. He looks back at you, then keeps on walking.
"Hey, I'm talking to you."
"I know." He said, not looking back.
"Then why aren't bạn answering-"
"Because, the answer won't matter, either way." He finally stops, and turns around to look at you.
"It might."
"No it won't, if I cheated off you, bạn wouldn't báo cáo me, anyways."
"What makes bạn so sure of that?" Your facial expression is firm, hiển thị no weakness.
"Just am." He half smiles, and turns around, and heads off, leaving you.
Your green eyes watch from afar at the moving Lacrosse player's back, which said, "House". House.. bạn think to yourself, and can't help but give a tiny smirk. The game had gone bởi fast, surprisingly. Michigan had won, which is strangely odd, because they never win. Of course, bạn wouldn't know, because the only reason bạn came here was to see him. He sees you, walking off the bleachers and heading to leave. As bạn walk on the grassy land, trying to head towards the cement past, bạn feel a grip on your arm. What do bạn do? bạn turn around, of course.
"Yes?" bạn câu hỏi him.
"What are bạn doing here?"
"Well, I was clearly watching the game, I figured as smart as bạn are, bạn could have guess that."
"I've never seen bạn here before."
bạn pause. Wait, is he still touching you? bạn look down at the shakey loose grip he has on your arm, and then look back up. His hand quickly vanishes until it's at his side.
"I heard bạn sucked, so I wanted to come, and quitely mock you." bạn lie.
"So, you've been talking about me."
Now, bạn blush, which is not good, not good at all.
"What? No." Again, bạn lie.
He gives a somewhat nodd and turns around, and heads off, leaving you, yet again.
TBC.