Mia's POV
The bell rang. We have successfully survived the first day of grade eleven. Naina and I collect our belongings from our respective lockers and head towards the parking space.
‘Wait. I think I forgot something in my locker.’ Naina stopped and turned around to face me.
‘Really? Go get it. I’ll be waiting here,’ I reply. She nodded and ran towards the locker which was quite far from here. I lean on the wall and start scrolling through my phone.
I hear a wolf whistle from behind. The hallway goes silent. It’s Vedant. Not again! Every once a week, he would bring a girl with him to go somewhere. That place is still a mystery, and I wish to NEVER find out. He is a playboy. God keep me away from him. As far as possible. I turn around to see who that unlucky bitch is, to whom that whistle was dedicated to. It’s Samantha, hand in hand with Vedant. I bet she is already thinking about the names of their kids. I scoff. Delusional very much.
I bring my attention back to my phone. Someone pats on my shoulder, ‘Tell my sister that I’ll be home late. See ya later, shorty!’ Vedant chuckles and then leaves with Samantha.
‘I am NOT short!’ I shout from behind. Weirdo…
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