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CHAPTER 8
Trust the vibes

you get,
Energy
doesn't lie.

Scarlett's pov

I looked out of the window. I don't even want to look at him. He's so confusing.
First forced me to get in his stupid car, well, the car's not stupid actually. Its a really amazing car . But the owner,the owner isn't amazing. Infact, he's nowhere near amazing. He's stupid.
I don't know why I even listened to him in the first place.

We reached the front gate of my university. I was about to get out but he beat me to it and opened the door for me instead. This was chivalrous of him.
But still, he's stupid for turning off Taylor swift. I mean who turns her off. I love listening to her songs.

Anyhow, I got out of the car.
I turned around to thank him but all I met with was thin air. He already drove away. God knows what's in his mind.

I turned around and walked towards my first class, economics. I kinda like it. It's an easy subject. I don't even have to study for it much. Mostly, I just revise my notes and done. Which reminds me I have this test today in business.
As I was thinking about this , I bumped into a hard chest.

I looked up and was met with green eyes pleading to me.
Oh, shit! I totally forgot about him.
Sean! Oh my god!
I don't know what to do.
I mean is there a specific way to deal with a person you knocked out but actually not on purpose.

I looked up. From the look on his face, I could tell he was sorry , for whatever happened. I don't even want to talk or think about that right now.
I was hoping for my day to go smoothly but naah, it can't ever go as I want, now can it?

I decided to anyway talk to him. He's still my friend. And also, he needs to understand I'm never gonna reciprocate his feelings. He's hurting himself. I don't like this.

"Hey , Scar!" He smiled at me.

"Oh, hi. I'll talk to you later. I'm late to class."
Screw talking to him. I can't.
Not now.

I hurriedly walked towards my first class.
Mentally noting I'll talk to sean during lunchtime, I started to take my notes.

I was in my last class of the day now.
But my mind wasn't concentrated on teacher's words.
I was busy thinking about those children and Maria's offer. We just have one week. I don't what to do.
I don't want to marry a stranger but again where will those children go.
That orphanage has been their home ever since. They have so many beautiful memories there. I have...