Chapter 3

I was tired as the day came to an end. I had a hectic schedule today and even I had to do a lot of research regarding our physics project. My head ached.

It was 12:15 a.m when I went to sleep.

As I hit the bed and was about to sleep I felt the vibrations of my phone, so I started fishing for it on the study table.

1 missed call from Raymond

1 message from Raymond

*Tap to read*

Hey princess!

Meet me in the corridor tomorrow. We need to fix a schedule for our physics project!

P.S - Goodnight. Sleep tight. Try not to dream about me

~ Raymond

Is he for real?

Arrogant pompous

I replied with

Alright, I'll see you there then!

I'm no princess.

P.S - Goodnight.

~ Sophie

My phone vibrated again.

1 message from Raymond

* Tap to read*

Good night princess. Sweet dreams and sleep well!

~Raymond

Ughhh!!!

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Next day as decided I was going to meet him in the corridor. I was waiting for him, the bell rang and everyone went in their classes. I was still waiting for him even though I was getting late for my class.

Time kept on waiting for him for the next 10 minutes. I tried calling him but he wasn't picking up my calls.

Corridor was now empty, finally, I decided to drop him a message and go to my class.

After the class, I again tried calling him and searched for him in the canteen, where most of the time his friends hang out.

I even searched for him at the school's back door, which is usually a place where kids hide when they bunk, or smoke.

****

It has been three days since he messaged me but he didn't come to school a single day. I called him a couple of times but he didn't answer any of them neither the calls nor the messages.

Ohh god what a mess he is!

I heard a bunch of girls talking about Raymond going on a trip with Ellen and some of their friends.

Okay. Maybe he's with her. Maybe busy. Maybe fucking. I don't care.

At least he should pick up my calls or reply to the messages.

All I'm worried about is our project. Mine,in fact.

Soaf it is going to be difficult for you.

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Next day I decided to go to Mr. Smulders for help. As I entered the room I saw a tall muscular boy standing while his back was facing me. His muscles flexed as he scratched the back of his neck.

No Sophie. This is not the time to drool after someone.

Mr. Smulders was talking with someone on the phone and gesturing the guy about something at the same time. Probably the person on the call was boy's father for some complaint, I guess. As Mr. Smulders voice became more and more clear I heard him saying

"Sophie of course...who else it could be. Sure I'll see to it, alright sir. That won't be a problem" And after that, he hung up.

"Ahh, Sophie" Mr. Smulders sighed, as I came to stand in front of him.

The boy was now standing next to me. As Mr. Smulders called out my name the boy turned to me.

I tried to act calm, and from my peripheral vision glanced at the hot g-

What?

Raymond!