Pree
Al’s tall figure is coming closer. I bite my lips and beg inside my head for Mr. Tony to come in and stop this. But I really don’t want to draw any attention right now. The entire class will be perplexed if he sits here, wondering what makes a popular playboy choose to sit next to an invisible girl.
Questions will come up one after one about our relationship if that happens. And I don’t want that, especially when the chance of us not being together anymore is high.
Please. Don’t come closer. Mr. Tony, I beg you. Please arrive. I repeat this at the back of my head.
Thankfully, my plea is heard this time.
“Al? What are you doing standing over there? The bell rang. Didn’t you hear it?” asks Mr. Tony. I don’t know when he will arrive. But I am so glad at this perfect timing.
“I hear
