Queen of the Campus

24

"Molly, can you please not be so crazy?" I wanted to yell at her, but since I was pleading, my tone sounded somewhat nonsensical.

Molly still managed to pull her hand away. After all, even if you're dating in high school, it's all about being discreet and discreet. Being too conspicuous isn't good. If a teacher saw us and called us to the office for a scolding, that would be truly unfair, especially since we weren't a couple! "Tch, you're getting a good deal and still acting innocent. With your petty schemes, you're always trying to take advantage of me. What are you pretending for?"

Even with my thick skin, I think my face flushed slightly; she noticed. So I retorted, "What does it matter who touches you? You're so promiscuous anyway." Molly was clearly angry and started to walk away. I could only apologize immediately. Sigh, what am I doing, yet I still want to be a saint.

We came down the stairs on the left, so we had to pass by the classroom of Class 8, Grade 1. From afar, I saw a group of Class 8 students, led by blond-haired guy, leaning against the classroom wall, looking melancholy as they observed the students passing by. Actually, almost every class of boys has this habit after class; frankly, they're looking for pretty girls, even though they know it's not related to anything, it's still good to feast their eyes! blond-haired guy also saw us and was about to come over to cause trouble when he saw my hand holding that of a charming and beautiful girl. He immediately started leaning against the wall again, acting all high and mighty, and began to chatter loudly around us! When guys encounter pretty girls, their desire to show off is incredibly strong. I noticed Molly's attention was clearly drawn to her. Damn, this flirtatious girl, could she have already fallen for her so quickly? Luckily, I managed to pull Molly away.

"Hey, can't you be a little more reserved?" I said, looking annoyed. I should have known better than to bring her. Molly scoffed, "What, jealous? You're not my boyfriend, what's it to you?" It seemed Molly wasn't going to let me off the hook, and she started rubbing salt in my wounds again. "She's not as handsome as him, not as tall, can't beat him in a fight, and he has a bunch of followers. Heh, why can't I like her? Oh right, I forgot to ask for her phone number, what a pity!"

I was furious. Ultimately, it was just male possessiveness at play. It's like going to a dance, painstakingly begging and pleading to bring a beautiful girl, only to have her dance with another guy as soon as we arrive. So I lost my temper. "If you f*****g like it, go get it!" I let go of her hand and stormed off towards Class 6 of Grade 1. Damn, after a few steps, all the boys in Class 7 of Grade 1 were staring at me. What was going on? I turned around, and Molly was actually turning back. She really was going to go. If she really went, I'd be incredibly embarrassed today. I couldn't beat them in a fight, and the girl I brought along was going to run off with another boy… I quickly ran a few steps, grabbed her, and pulled her back.

Molly didn't struggle; she just glared at me fiercely.

When we got to Class 6 of Grade 1, I peeked inside. Damn, Molly's popularity was undeniable. I could only vaguely see her small head; many boys and girls were gathered around her.

"Molly!" I shouted.

"Isn't that the i***t who offended Lillian on the playground the other day? Brothers, let's beat him up!" A boy recognized me first and was about to rush out. I was already relieved to have called Molly. Beauty can be a curse, it's all about how you use it. The boys rushed out and, seeing the beautiful girl with me, none of them dared to make a move. Luckily, Little One came out. She saw me and her face lit up. "What brings you here?"

"Damn, I just brought you a painting, and this is how you welcome me?" I gestured to the boys with my eyes.

"You all go inside first," Little One waved her hand. I almost burst out laughing. Lillian was so cute, her posture and expression were like a queen—so arrogant! The boys clearly realized Little One and I had made up. Although they wanted to join in the fun, they didn't want to annoy anyone, so they all went inside, leaving only her girlfriends.

"Who's this?" Lillian looked at Molly.

"My wife." A close call, I started flirting again.

"You have so many wives. I remember that little girl was your wife the other night too." Molly always liked to expose people on the spot, making everyone incredibly embarrassed. However, I wholeheartedly agreed with her calling Lillian "little sister." After all, Lillian was so cute, she looked a year or two younger than me, more like my age.

"Sister, I'm not his girlfriend. Besides, he's much worse than many of the boys in our class." The implication was that even if the little one found a boyfriend, she wouldn't consider me. Molly looked at me with amusement; she enjoyed seeing me embarrassed.

I didn't want to continue this pointless topic, so I took out the sketch I had finished. "Here, I promised you, how about that, I kept my word!"

The little one seemed to have forgotten. "You really drew it? I was just kidding." At that moment, I felt truly embarrassed. Something I had spent almost an entire class period drawing, and she didn't care at all.

That's how naive I was back then! The little one opened it and looked at it, her face lighting up with surprise. But when she saw the word I mentioned, she became a little embarrassed. "Luke, you must have misunderstood. We're just friends, okay? I don't want a boyfriend right now." Her classmates looked at me disdainfully; I must have been a toad in their eyes!