Suddenly my thoughts faded away. Someone was whispering my name, "Leena, Leena." I got up from the bed and checked the window. Nobody was there. Then where is the sound coming from? Who is calling me this late? So many potential suspects raced in my mind. "Chill Chicks" from school? But why would they come to scare me at home. They have done many horrible stuff before, but they won't get the gut to come this far. Those senior students? They're always looking for a way to put me in trouble. Melinda Smith? Robert from history class? Anyone could be. But one thing doesn't seem right. Why would anyone come to my home this late? only to bother me? Nah...
I'm sweating. I have to go to the kitchen and get some water. I feel like my throat's going to explode from thirst. I opened the the door and just before I could start screaming, I felt a hand pressing my mouth off. "Sush!!! It's me, Ryan."
I rubbed my eyes a little to see more clearly. No doubt it is him. "Dude! What are you doing here right now?" I couldn't hold my curiosity.
"We'll talk but let me get in first." Ryan said.
I still feel awkward. It's not so unfimiliar for Ryan to come to my room in this time because his room lives in upstairs and I see him almost 24/7. Wait, I've said about my home before but I need to correct it - it's Ryan's home. I don't have any home. I live here with Ryan and his family. After my parent's death, Ryan's father, the military commander, brought me here instead of an orphanage.
"Hey dummy, what are you thinking? Why didn't you open the door? I'd been calling your name." Ryan almost exclaimed.
"So it was you who whispered my name! God, you scared me to death! Anyway, what brings you here?".
"Nothing just thought we could have some fun time since none of us are sleeping:
"Ryan, you're really a weirdo. You woke me up only for this?" I couldn't help but smile.
"Hey don't lie. I knew that you weren't sleeping" Ryan smiled too.
Ryan said he wants to play a game but it needs two player. He handed me a game controler. "You know I'll lose anyway but still I don't want to dissapoint you".
Actually it's not like I don't want to it's because I can't. Ryan's been with me for 7 years and he is the only person I really talk to. He is the only friend, only family I have.
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I don't like to be with Ryan in school. I feel so uncomfortable walking wih him because he is the smartest, coolest and hottest guy in our school. And here I'm, just a piece of crap always with him. I never get anything but C in class. I think people know about my existance only because of Ryan.
As soon as Ryan leaves for his class, all the girls come and surround me.
"Hey, is silver Ryan's favorite color? He seems to wear it most often." A girl from 'Chill Chicks' group asked. ( their name should have been Mean Chicks because they act like the girls from the MEAN GIRL movie. But somehow they ended up with this unsuitable name).
"Is it true that Ryan is gonna go out with a girl from our school?" Melinda, a wanna-be-Ryan's-girlfriend, asked. All the girls started chanting like I come to school to provide information about Ryan. In this kind of situation, usually, I don't really answer. I just nod, smile, say yes or no and leave. But this time I couldn't leave....
(To be continued)
I'm sweating. I have to go to the kitchen and get some water. I feel like my throat's going to explode from thirst. I opened the the door and just before I could start screaming, I felt a hand pressing my mouth off. "Sush!!! It's me, Ryan."
I rubbed my eyes a little to see more clearly. No doubt it is him. "Dude! What are you doing here right now?" I couldn't hold my curiosity.
"We'll talk but let me get in first." Ryan said.
I still feel awkward. It's not so unfimiliar for Ryan to come to my room in this time because his room lives in upstairs and I see him almost 24/7. Wait, I've said about my home before but I need to correct it - it's Ryan's home. I don't have any home. I live here with Ryan and his family. After my parent's death, Ryan's father, the military commander, brought me here instead of an orphanage.
"Hey dummy, what are you thinking? Why didn't you open the door? I'd been calling your name." Ryan almost exclaimed.
"So it was you who whispered my name! God, you scared me to death! Anyway, what brings you here?".
"Nothing just thought we could have some fun time since none of us are sleeping:
"Ryan, you're really a weirdo. You woke me up only for this?" I couldn't help but smile.
"Hey don't lie. I knew that you weren't sleeping" Ryan smiled too.
Ryan said he wants to play a game but it needs two player. He handed me a game controler. "You know I'll lose anyway but still I don't want to dissapoint you".
Actually it's not like I don't want to it's because I can't. Ryan's been with me for 7 years and he is the only person I really talk to. He is the only friend, only family I have.
*************************************
I don't like to be with Ryan in school. I feel so uncomfortable walking wih him because he is the smartest, coolest and hottest guy in our school. And here I'm, just a piece of crap always with him. I never get anything but C in class. I think people know about my existance only because of Ryan.
As soon as Ryan leaves for his class, all the girls come and surround me.
"Hey, is silver Ryan's favorite color? He seems to wear it most often." A girl from 'Chill Chicks' group asked. ( their name should have been Mean Chicks because they act like the girls from the MEAN GIRL movie. But somehow they ended up with this unsuitable name).
"Is it true that Ryan is gonna go out with a girl from our school?" Melinda, a wanna-be-Ryan's-girlfriend, asked. All the girls started chanting like I come to school to provide information about Ryan. In this kind of situation, usually, I don't really answer. I just nod, smile, say yes or no and leave. But this time I couldn't leave....
(To be continued)
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