Lucky Unluckiest 2 Chapter Two

Every day is the same. Nothing is ever new; same old cla.s.ses same old subjects, same old faces. Everyday gathering here, chitchatting, taking notes, going home and studying and repeat. That is all what life is. Nothing surprises me anymore; it feels like I've lost all my emotions.

"Just three more years..." I mumbled under my breath, comforting myself.

It's kind of difficult for me to endure college when I have no one to rely on but of course Liam. Liam was the one who approached me when I was a newbie here. We have different cla.s.ses but we're friends. I was closed off to him as well but there was something in him that made me trust him more. He tried his best to approach me in first but I am not really used to of making friends and I was sure them at he's going to leave me too at a point or a two but boy he proved me wrong! He stayed with me through everything. He literally is there every single time for me. He pushes me to do stuffs I don't want to do like presenting in front of the cla.s.s and he's always cheering for me. I don't like that though. Not saying I don't like him but I don't like gathering attention.

I was brought back to reality when people past by me almost pus.h.i.+ng me to the cla.s.s.

Cla.s.ses always sucked. Soulless lectures and lifeless students. all the students crawled into our cla.s.s and took our seats, 'Miss Melanie' entered soon after.

We tried to greet her, since she made a rule in the cla.s.s that we'd greet her every morning so she could energize us. I have no idea what she was thinking, but we were interrupted like always. "Everyone, A new student got transferred here." she orated in her squealing voice.

The moment a girl came in, I got a text message from my aunt saying that she'll be visiting me this weekend. Ughh. She always text me every other weekend but never comes and visit. When I put down my phone after replying, the girl was already seated in front, making it so I couldn't see anything except for her hair. She had long wavy hair entirely hiding her back.

The cla.s.s was dismissed everyone rushed outside in the cafeteria, almost stampeding the 'freshmen'. I grabbed my notes and walked out. On my way to the cafeteria, my one and only friend, Liam, came running from behind, putting his hand around my shoulders. "Are you done with the a.s.signment Miss Melanie gave you last week?" He said in a deafening tone, purposefully trying to annoy me.

"I am not! I am still stuck on the last question." I replied, a little irritated at the fact that I couldn't figure out the answer.

And with that we continued walking towards the cafeteria, talking on the way. Our conversation went on as we got our food and sat on a table. It is always silence between us when we eat because I like to focus on food and so does he. but we were comfortable with it because we are used to it but then Liam decided to break the wall silence between us, "Where are you going to go once you get out of this college?" He asked me out of nowhere.

"Well, I am not quite sure, but I'm planning to move abroad." I said. I really am planning on moving to abroad for the sake of starting a new life. A life where I'd definitely forget about my past and live a better one.

Liam seemed to be amused, I didn't know why though but he just nodded. And so we continued to eat our lunch peacefully. After lunch we had fifteen minutes left until our next cla.s.s, so I just continued on with my a.s.signment. Liam was quietly watching me as I busied myself with work. He's always like that. In the starting before our friends.h.i.+p, I used to avoid him so much because I knew at a point or a two he's going to leave me too but no, he was always there to annoy me and irritate the s.h.i.+t out of me. I ignored him a lot but he didn't give up, he annoyed me a lot but I like him now. I've grown some kind of close to him.

Because was always here with me. I don't know how but he always knew when I was having a hard time and when I was upset. He was always there to cheer me up. He was always there when I did great on my mocks and was there to celebrate my success, that's why I let him in. That's why I opened up to him. He's a great friend and I hope we stay that way.

The break was over and we practically crawled back to our cla.s.s. We took our seats and waited. "Who is going to a help Sophia and tell her all about our last a.s.signment?" Miss Melanie asked as soon as she got in the cla.s.s. It wasn't her cla.s.s but seemed like that girl went to Melanie for help.

The whole cla.s.s went as quiet as a graveyard.

I looked up to see Sophia standing in front of the cla.s.s. It was the first time I saw her, really saw her. I could barely see any make up on her face, not that I dislike it but girls here use so much make up that it's hard to recognize them once they take it off but I could literally see her little freckles. Her hair was caramel colored and were flowed over her shoulders. She had a glossy skin and slender eyebrows. She was wearing sea blue sleeveless loose s.h.i.+rt with a dark blue shorts and she had a sweater wrapped around her waist like a sloth. She looked so innocent and pure and worried. I was lost in my thoughts when Miss Melanie spoke;

"Mr. Logan you are going to do it."

"Me? What?"

"You're going to help Ms Sophia with the a.s.signment." She smiled specially to irritate me.

"Me? That's not a good idea miss. I totally disagree." I replied shaking my head burying myself lower so I could no longer see her.

"I am not asking you Logan I am telling you." No I don't think that's a good idea. I can't do this.

"But...."

"No buts here." She showed her devil smile telling me that she won.

Oh G.o.d.

Sophia caught me making faces and I instantly knew why Miss Melanie chose me. It's because I am probably the quietest student in her cla.s.s. I rarely partic.i.p.ate in anything while she keeps bugging me to do so.

Well good luck Logan.

SOPHIA

I was standing in front of the cla.s.s, waiting that someone will actually help me yet n.o.body wanted to help me but I understood. I know it takes time to have them grow warm towards me.

Things take time.

But it looked so awkward that no one was willing to help me. I stood there, still, waiting for the help to arrive.

'Everything takes time to settle. '

This is what I was telling comforting myself with.

After a while when no one was willing to help me, Miss Melanie picked some guy named "Logan" to help me with my a.s.signments and needs. He argued with the teacher a little but then he had no choice but to. But I saw his expressions; it looked like he didn't want to help me.

"Go to him after the cla.s.s and he'll tell you what to do, okay? Don't worry he's a nice one" Miss Melanie whispered, noticing my worrisome face. Loud enough that the first row could hear her. I just nodded and pa.s.sed a little smile to her.

She, then, left the cla.s.s and the professor came in to start his lectures. The cla.s.s flew by and the bell rung. Everyone stood up and started leaving. The cla.s.s looked like a fish market and I looked around to find that guy but I couldn't find Logan.

Wait, what s.h.i.+rt was he wearing?

I guess blue.

Or maybe black.

How did he look like? I didn't even see his face clearly.

Where is he!?Did he already leave?

Just then I turned back and saw a guy leaving from the backdoor, it must be him!

"Lo-Logan!" I yelled, chasing after him but I guess he couldn't hear me or just pretended to not hear me. Giving up wasn't my style so I kept running after him.

"Logan?!" I yelled again, chasing after him.

Finally he heard me and stopped.

I was holding my chest as I was panting deadly. He turned around and the first thing I noticed was his face. I clearly didn't want to forget it, in case something like this happens again. I saw his face clearly for the first time and by then I knew I wasn't going to forget it. He was tall. His eyes were blue and deep; so deep I could look into them for hours and not be able to look away. Yet they somehow seemed cold, or closed off. He had a clear skin and had a scar near his eyebrows.

He huff, seemingly not wanting to help me, but I wanted to ask anyway. "Yes?" He answered. He looked a little annoyed that I could actually see that annoyance in his eyes. Why? He doesn't even know me. Maybe he doesn't want to help me. Or maybe he's shy, not possible.

But I proceeded anyway "Umm... are you going help me with the a.s.signment?" I hoped for a positive answer which I hardly expected.

"Yeah sure, but just wait a second I'll be back." His expression changed and all of a sudden he didn't look like an annoyed person anymore. Wow.

"Yeah. Sure." I said at his departure.

And he left but I thought 'what if he runs away or just forgets?'

So I decided to walk after him.

I kept walking till he went through a door. I was about to follow him in, but stopped when I read a sign hanging above, which indicated it was the boys' washroom.