-Nathan-
At break time , I was walking through the hallways of the school , heading to the rooftop like i always do , suddenly i hear someone from behind me.
i feel an arm being placed on the back of my neck , " what the fuck?! " i quickly move away .
i look at who it is , to see the blonde guy.
...
" wow ,is that how you usually treat people who helps you " he said sarcastically , backing away and crossing his arms .
i blink , " what. " , " oh, don't act stupid Nathan ." he replies.
.. , what why..
is he asking me for money?..
" i'm broke. " i say , he looks at me and blinks and so i blink back .
" i- pft- HAHAHAHA " he starts laughing . ... , " what.. uh.. did i say something funny by any chance..? " , i actually am broke , my moms mad at me and welp my part time job payment isn't anywhere soon.
" no- i- hahaha , sorry , sorry , i'm sorry, why- why would you- did you think I will ask YOU for money?? " he says , " excuse you? " i reply , " do you know who am i ? Nathan."
" do you think i do? " i reply and raise an eyebrow , i do actually you are a weirdo who popped up from nowhere and approached me like a creap in the bus station , you're thecreap.
" ah.. i see. " he smiles " so where you heading? " he asks .
" no where."
" huhhh. "
" nuhuh. "
i quickly walk away fastly.
Im sitting on the school's rooftop's edge , the fresh air and beautiful view of the clear sky morning sitting next to an idiot i dont even know who cant stop yapping )( .
" Nathan , Nathan , Nathan, NATHAN! "
" WHAT , what do you want?! " i shout at him , he looked shocked when i turned to look at him , he blinks " so you cAn shout. "
don't push him off of the roof he is not worth it , don't.. don't push him , i actually felt my hand trembling to push him off.
dont push- , " what are you doing , why am are we here ? ".
.. " why am i here is non of your business as for why YOU are here i have no fucking idea."
" so like.. you don't know either ." " then what are we doing here? lets go eat i'm hungry."
" i told you not to follow me. " , " what's your favourite snack? " he said ignoring what i just said.
" haa.. blonde , listen." , he looks at me , " i'm not your friend and i'm not going to be. "
his lips parted , " why not ?" he turns his head not facing me anymore but the wind and then smiles.
" it's just- well.. i don't want to. " , " well i do ." he replies .
i frown , ugh... " just- , what do you want? " i say , he chuckles " do you really want to get rid of me that bad? ".
" yes. " i reply and he looks at me once again with an unreadable expression
" fine, then. " ... " i want you to sing for me " , i blink " excuse you? ".
" what? fine i guess i'll just keep following you around then " .
ah.. " no i'll do it. "