Chapter 6

• She shrugged her shoulders and grinned again at me. What's with that grin? And why was she staring at me like I've grown another head?
• She then shook her head. "No. What I mean is the math teacher."
• Just when I thought that, I've successfully shooed that teacher away in my mind. I rarely smiled at her. "What's with him??
• "I see that you are close to him."
• Me? Close to that teacher?
• I chuckled at what she had said. "We're not close. You saw it wrongly."
• "No. I saw you two talking under the tree in the middle of the field. You are close to him."
• My heart skipped a beat at her words. "What do you mean by that?"
• "Are you his girlfriend?"
• My cheeks burned red in embarrassment. "What? Of course not!" I yelled.
• She laughed like crazy. She even had the guts to harshly tapped my shoulder. I shoo her hands away and held my shoulder. "Why are you laughing?"
• "You blushed!" she exclaimed.
• I held my cheeks. "What are you saying?"
• But she looked around the room and yelled. "Classmates, look at the commoner! She's blushing!"
• My heartbeat raced when some of my classmates turned around to look in my direction. Most of the boys grinned at me, and some girls rolled their eyes at me.
• "A blushing commoner?" Rogie, the boy around my age, stood up and walked towards me. "That's new," he said and chuckled.
• I did not know him. I saw him reciting in class, but I only know his name, Rogie Camero. Nothing more.
• According to them, he was the class most ugly boy. But for me, he was not. I did not believe it because he had this prideful look that made him to my eyes.
• I believe that prideful people only look unto themselves as higher than anyone else. That's the biggest turn off. That was also one of the reasons why I did not want to hang out or be friends with my classmates. Most of them were prideful, and I hate that attitude.
• Because my Mom was once a prideful woman before Dad was put into the prison. I always endure her hateful look every time I had done something that humiliated her.
• I faintly smiled when I remembered a distant memory. Not only that, but I was clumsy back then, so I always put my Mom in rage whenever I broke something. And every time our relatives visited in the house, I was always in my own room waiting for my Mom's approval to go out.
• I did not have a good childhood, and now I've grown indifference towards prideful people. I was afraid that they would be like Mom.
• "Hey, commoner!"
• I sat straight and looked up to Rogie who was standing in my front. His two eyebrows met, and his lips formed a straight line. He was in rage.
• "I'm talking to you!" he shouted.
• "II'm sorry," I whispered and looked down.
• "You! Bit ---"
• "What's happening?"
• The room fell silent when the Physics teacher entered in. Rogie threw a hateful and warning look at me before walking back to his own chair.
• Phew. That was close. I did not know that I spaced out when Rogie was talking in front of me. I even did not get his words. Furthermore, I didn't know what it was he talked about earlier.
• "You made the prince mad," my seatmate whispered.
• I gulped hard. I only wished that Rogie would not hold it as a grudge on me. He was a prideful boy, and I was sure that he would not let his pride be stepped down, especially with the commoner like me. I should go home earlier than usual.
• The physics class went like a normal class for me, but Rogie's hateful look reminded me that I should run home later after class.
• So when the Physics teacher exited, I immediately snatched my backpack and ran towards the exit door.
• "Sydnee!" Rogie shouted, but I already exited the classroom.
• I held tightly my backpack as I ran past the seniors. They even followed me with weird looks.
• "Sydnee Lurica!" a familiar voice shouted from the back. When I looked behind while running, I saw the face of Rogie in rage.
• Uh. I should run faster. I looked again in front, and I accelerated my pace.
• "Move aside please!" I shouted as I was about to pass the varsity group that's walking leisurely in the hallway.
• But to my surprise, they did not bother to move aside, instead they blocked me while grinning widely. I must have known.
• I stopped before I could bump the boy in the middle. "Why are you running, huh?" he asked and looked behind me.
• I also looked behind, and my eyes grew big when I saw Rogie walking slowly towards me. He had his small grin in his lips and his hands were inside the pockets of his pants. It was as if he was walking in a commercial.
• That was when I realized that I was holding my breath for too long. I breathe deeply and tried to slow down my heartbeat. I did not remember that I ran this fast in my previous years. Not only that, but I even felt the sweat running down on my cheeks. Did I really run that fast?
• "You little brat," Rogie said. He brushed his hair with his fingers and grinned at me. "You tried to run away? Do you think you'll get away from me?"