"Gwen!" someone yelled. It was my Chemistry teacher. I immediately looked at the blackboard.
"What are you doing? Bird-watching?" she asked," Stand up."
"Sorry miss." I apologized as I stood up.
"Pay attention to the class alright? Sit." She said.
From the corner of my eye, I looked out of the window again but the boy was gone.
Canteen-
I was sitting alone and having my lunch when Stace came and sat down opposite to me.
"Hey." She said.
"Get lost." I said.
"I'm sorry okay? Please forgive me." She requested.
"I don't want to talk to you. I've forgiven you but now I don't want friends." I said.
"But why? You think I stabbed you behind your back? I just told him that-" She said.
"That I was 'trying to get Ethan's attention' right?" I asked.
"Look I'm sorry. I was equally scared as you and I just wanted to be done with it and get out of the room." She said.
"Who said I was scared? It's not like I did something wrong and it's not like you did something wrong either so why were you scared?" I asked.
"I used to text him-- like uh... it was just stupid." She lowered her head.
"What did you text him about? Did he reply weirdly or something?" I asked as I rose from my chair and leaned over the table towards her.
"Why are you suddenly acting weird?" she moved back in her chair.
"What's weird?" I asked.
"You just spilled coffee on your clothes." She said and I looked down. The coffee container was empty and all the coffee was poured over my jeans.
"Darn it." I moved away from the table.
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The Third Word
Mystery / ThrillerA text that changed her life. __________________________________________________ Gwen Smith had a crush on Ethan, a very charming and kind guy from the classroom down the corridor, since 2 years. But she never uttered a single word in front of him o...
