Bad Boy Fell Hard by Mushabe Melisa (electric book reader .TXT) π
He saw past this mask and was willing to help and protect her because she was fragile. Was it gonna be as easy as he thought it would be?
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"Albert!!!!" I yell from my bedroom.
"Yes please" Albert enters the room with an innocent face. Oh that fool! All putting up the innocent look yet there is a demon behind it.
"Bring my charger!!" I shoot him a glare.
"I can't because my phone is still charging." He shrugs like it's his charger.
"Wait! You had it the whole night so why wouldn't you charge your phone?" I ask with a raised brow.
"I had to charge my iPad first."
"Why couldn't you use your own charger?"
"It's not working, it doesn't charge my phones at all."
"That's not my problem and why didn't you ask mam and dad, or even buy your own?"
"Mam and dad are rarely home and I am too lazy to go and buy."
I sigh, "Please just bring here my charger."
"No" Did he just say no? On my own charger?
"I swear if you don't bring my charger now, I'll fuckin' kill you." I glare at him. If looks could kill, my threat wouldn't go to waste and i would be killed with weapons by my parents and that wouldn't be good.
"Geez woman! What's up with you? Is it the time of the month?" Albert says, raising up his hands in surrender. I deepen my glare at him and he quickly exits my room probably to get the charger.
The next three days are not gonna be good for me or anyone else in that matter.
Granny!! Get the hell out of traffic!!
I take a quick shower and brush my teeth. I brush out my brown hair and braid two strands together in the back, leaving the rest of my hair hanging. As expected, i find my charger on my phone.
My outfit consisted of a pair of ripped, white wash mom jeans and a black crop top that has the words, 'I have no clue why I'm out of bed' I love this shirt because it describes my everyday mood.
I quickly eat some frosted flakes, grab my car keys and ignore Albert on my way who mutters something in the lines of 'mood swings'
I drive to school and park my car in my usual spot next to a tree next to Amelia and Carol's cars.
I walk into the school entrance and meet Dannon, "Hey babygirl"
"Hi jerkface" i respond with a polite smile which earns me an eye roll from him.
"Nice shirt!" He compliments
"Thanks" I mutter while giving him the fakest smile I can put up.
"Why weren't you at school yesterday?"
"What does that have to do with you?" I snap at him and his eyes widen at my response.
He raises his hands in the air, "Geez... Calm down, I was just asking."
"I'm sorry, I'm just in a bad mood today. And to answer your question, I wasn't feeling well." I reply with a deep sigh while rubbing my forehead. I don't know why he is till bothering to talk to me yet I'm not in the mood to be polite or nice.
"My sister arrived yesterday, if only you saw people's reactions when she arrived." Dannon says. Why can't he leave me alone?
"She used to study in this school so I guess people were shocked to see her back, right?" I ask, as in there is no big deal.
"I told you before she is a drama queen, and many people don't like especially your friend, Melisa." He says and I furrow my eyebrows. What does he mean?
I try to understand what he has said by putting peace and peace together; drama queen, Melisa, people don't like her and that's when it hits me.
"She is THE Mariella!" I gasp.
Oh shit!! I have to find Melisa, I wonder if she is fine.
"Yeah, why?" Dannon asks with curiosity.
"Nothing...ummm.. I-I gotta go, sorry" I run to Melisa's locker but she is not anywhere.
"Hey Nora." Pat approaches me with a smile on her face as expected. This girl always smiles, not that I'm complaining, it's cute.
"Hi Pat, have you seen Melisa?" I ask with concern etched on my face. I hope she is okay. I mean if the girl that ruined my relationship comes back into my life, I would start my plotting death which I think she's at, I hope..
"No I haven't. Why are you asking? Is everything okay?" Melisa asks with worry on her face.
"That's why I'm asking. How did she respond to the Mariella girl returning and all that?" I ask curiously. I hope and pray she is planning the death schemes, if she is, I'll also kill her for not calling me to help.
"Actually, she was cool with it but someone who knows her well could tell she wanted to strangle her to death." Melisa says.
"Oh! But where the hell is she?"
"I don't know, haven't seen her." She shrugs
"I hope she is okay" I sigh.
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"Guys, where is Melisa?" I ask for the fifth time today with a concerned expression. She isn't at school up to now and she is not picking up any of her calls and its worrying the hell out of all of us
"I don't know, I'm starting to get worried." Amelia says.
"So am I." Carol says.
"Guys stop worrying, I'm sure she is fine." Pat says while trying to assure us and herself that Melisa is fine but you can still see the worry on her face.
Out of nowhere, Melisa comes to our table with a tired expression on her face.
"Hi guys" she slurs while taking a seat on the table and laying her head down on the table.
"Where have you been?" Amelia asks straight to the point.
"You will not believe what happened to me!" Melisa says with a tired voice.
"I found myself in San Mateo" Melisa says while resting her head on the table. We all burst out laughing at that.
"Wait, how did that happen?" I ask while trying to contain my laughter.
"Guys, it's not funny, I'm so tired right now." Melisa says." I bordered a bus which was supposed to take me to a stop that is just a five minute walk to school. But then I fell asleep and found myself in the beautiful San Mateo." She explains further.
"Wait, isn't that like twenty miles." Carol says with muffled laughter.
"I don't even want to know." Melisa says as we keep on laughing unable to contain it. How does that even happen?
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