Forget the past... Try the present... Prepare for the future... How can you end the past when the past is already approaching you? Will Jhelliet be stable? In the past, in the present? And in the future? How can she overcome it? Will Jhelliet still have an ally? Many problems will come, but Jhelliet can handle them. Jhelliet is a common third-year college student who has broken hearts in the past. She kept herself fixed until her ex appeared in her life again. Her college life became miserable, and her past memories were still playing in her head. She has a broken family, limited friends, and a lover who breaks her into pieces.
"Jhelliet, there's Nate," she said. With her finger, Anna indicated the area behind me. "Yeah, I couldn't give a d*mn." When she has tricked me into thinking Nate is present so many times, why should I believe her now?
Furthermore, I desperately want to move on with him.
"Are you telling me that you just don't care about me anymore?" The voice was cold, and I could feel it.
A voice sounded like it was behind me. something I'm quite comfortable with and knowledgeable about. His voice hasn't warmed up yet from the cold.
"What happened to you, Jhel?" "What gives you such a blank expression? Ana questioned me.
Now, we're at the cafeteria. As opposed to what you may believe, we eat actual food. We each ordered two pancakes and iced tea earlier. Currently, we are eating.
Earlier, I asked Anna, "Did you hear anything?" Certainly, I will inquire.
She frowned and said, "Nothing, why?"
As we devoured, I muttered, "Ahh, nothing; maybe I'm just hearing it."
"Girl, I have a rumor for you," she whispered.
This is just rumor spreading, pal. If I didn't have to be your friend, I wouldn't have been. So, I'm not one to spread rumors-barely enough to be noticeable.
We're genuinely curious: "What is that?" I scooched in a bit closer to hear her.
Someone's keeping a close eye on you. Avoid turning around. "Three o'clock on you," she added.
A moment ago, I looked around a corner and didn't realize that I was staring at the man who is now watching me. Someone who...?
She pushed me with her elbow. Someone is interested in placing a bet with you.
"Ayie!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with displeasure.
"Why do so many people admire you more than me?" Hmm.
Keep up the pretense that nobody is after her. They have a lot of men interested in her.
Just ignore it. Let's just get this over with, shall we? Shockingly, someone dropped my half-eaten hotcake right on top of my head.
Wtf!?
What was it again?
All at once, my veins began to fill with blood, and my brain began to feel a bit light. When I think about how annoyed I am, it makes me want to scream. Just being silent worked for me.
A sticky mass of syrup had accumulated on my head, which I clutched. For all, I care, whoever threw it is now dead.
I had a peek at it. For this girl, attractiveness is a heroic trait. That's what happens every day when Anna spreads rumors about the guys in the school who have a desire for me. Could you please excuse me? Is it because I'm so stunning that everyone seems to hate me?
"I'm done." I said it in irritation. "Are you completely crazy, bitch?" "Seriously, what the hell is your issue this time?" In a controlled tone, I said.
"You're stealing the spotlight that I deserve, so stop it," she said.
Taken aback, I asked, "Really, for you?" "Are you sure about that, girl?" Men don't pay attention to you because, of course, I'm gorgeous and you're the only shoes that I wear. Before I could walk away, I realized I'd forgotten something.
For the record, pancake remnants were transferred from my head to hers. Grace is something that can't be wasted. Don't waste it.
She got a faceful of it. Since she did the same thing to me, she can empathize with her plight.
Our time at the cafeteria was over, and we left. Both Anna and I stifled giggles. When I gave her the unused pancake, I could see the shock on her face.
"You're extremely unique, Bestie; you're terrific," she said.
Don't act like a bully. Bullies are brave individuals who act out of desperation, but you have the option of telling it like it is when dealing with such people. There's no requirement for revenge. Don't get mired down.
"Bes, my hair is so sticky that I want to go home right now," I told Anna as I washed my hair in the sink.
"Certainly, you should go home and get cleaned up first." I can leave. It's Friday, and the gate is open. Her words.
A two-hour break remains; there's not much to do right now. She added.
After shaking out the last of the syrup from my hair, I nodded and continued.
It's possible that I won't show up for school later. My damp hair was restored. I combed it out. It was still wet, but I gave pursuit nonetheless. I'm not used to my hair being so loose now.
When we split up, I didn't let my hair down...
"I'm going to abandon you here, witch. Leave me a message when you get back, okay?" When she left, she said her goodbyes.
Once she finished using the facilities, she walked out. Just as I was about to leave, I heard someone's voice. It was an obstruction in the passage. They are still entrapped in the jamb. In her opinion, she looked stunning right then and there.
Exactly like a door, in fact. Tsk.
You must have assumed I was finished with you at this point, right? In response to the stain on his suit, he said, "Look what you did to me because of what you've done!" It was an irritating utterance from her mouth.
There, in front of her, I put up my hand. "Am I at fault for this?" "Can you please leave the area I'm leaving behind, as I wasn't the first one to do that?"
Even when I was smiling and walking again, she still wouldn't budge. She stayed put at her place. The wacky dog's grin hasn't faded.
"I could have thought you were a door," I said. I gave a wicked grin.
"And why?"
"It's as if both of you were flat. I shook his hand and left immediately.
They were left gasping in the restroom when I left. The closer I got to the entrance, the faster I walked. I told the guard I was going out first.
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