Eyes On Me

Chapter 2 1.2

LATER ON

‘’What the hell is on your face?”

“Uhhhmm can’t you see it’s a facemask? ‘’

‘’Yeah, but why?”

“Did someone messed you up, Fran?”

“Uhhhmmm no, it’s fine y’all”

“No, it’s not! I will punch and kidnapped them and put them to my Bella’s house” Drake said. He has a dog, a chihuahua, a wild chihuahua that even he fears that cute little dog.

“Hey P, can you order snacks for us?” Aiah said, still staring at Fran.

“Oh, okay”

“So, tell me what’s going on? Again, did someone mess you up? Do you feel insecure? Should I make myself ugly so you’re not alone?”

“Did someone call you weird? I mean they’re right, but do you still want help to fight against the truth?” she adds. That’s what Fran wants, a person who doesn’t do sugar coat and white lies. The last time someone has done to her; her anxiety rises, and she overthinks a lot than she has done in the last years.

I’m so shy to talk about it. And I also don’t want to talk about it. As Fran said. She sighs and smile using her eyes like it’s okay and it’s not a big deal. But her face distorted when she saw the four guys. s**t. She look away when the guy who said to her that she look like a duck turned his face to her side.

“Hey Knox! Nice book you got there! Let me see…… oh! Atomic Bombs? You plan to bomb the school?”

“No, I was planning to do it in your house, man. Be honor.” He said to the guy who’s at the Business Ad Department. The guy, Cedric, laughs at Knight’s sarcasm. Marlon is also the one who reports when the three idiots get into a fight.

“I don’t like these guys, not because they judged me, it’s because they’re famous, they’re extrovert. Even the nerd one looks extrovert. I thought nerds were all asocial, but not all.

I feel like if I hang out with them, I would also be popular. But that’s just not my cup of tea.”

As Fran said in her mind. Or is it?

“ Ahhhh so they are the one who bullied you”

Oh s**t. Did I spit it out loud?

“Those bastards” Aiah glares at the guys, including the poor little Cedric. Cursing them in her head.

“No, it’s okay. Just ignore them”

“Hey, it’s the girl we messed up long time ago. She’s with-“

“Just ignore her, bro.”

“Why is she wearing facemask? Does her classmate didn’t inform her that we’re COVID free?”

“The last time that I knew you made her feel insecure”

“Oh, is that it?”

“It could be. Anyways, let’s grab a snack so that we can head back to our building. I’m famished”

“Here’s the food! Let’s go eat, I’m famished”

“Thanks P”

“Anytime B”

Oh my god, what’s with the names.

Drake was happy when Aiah gave her a nickname, he doesn’t know what it means but he’s happy. Fran was…..well, because P stands for pedophile, and B, on the other hand, is Beauty. But it’s okay, Drake didn’t know anyway. As they dig in, Fran is still uncomfortable since she’s still not used to this place. The cafeteria was more crowded and bigger than the Highschool’s. But she promised to have more confidence in herself and fight her fears so suck this up.

“P, you forgot to buy a drinks”

“Oh, sorry I forgot.”

“Let me do it. What drinks do you both prefer?” Fran doesn’t want to be burden and let them do all the work. So, she volunteers herself. And for that, Fran forgot her social anxiety exists, like she’s in her normal state.

"Are you sure, Fran?" Aiah worriedly said. I nod.

"Just yell if someone touch you."

"So, what drinks you want"

“Mango juice, please. Thanks Franny”

“Just water.”

She nods, walking towards the counter with her chin up. Fran ordered drinks that they wanted, tapping her feet, waiting for the order to come. The vendors were busy taking orders and some of them are busy counting money. The number of frowns and sweat on their shirt tells that they are tired and need to rest. However, the crowd was not giving them any.

If they’re hiring, I will not hesitate to slap my resume to the manager’s face. They need my help, and I need money. So don’t be shy to post it on the wall. As she said.

“That will be 55 pesos. Do you have a five?”

“Ah! Yes, here”

“Here’s your drinks and here’s the change”

“Thank you” Fran grabs the drinks, carefully. She steps back unaware that there’s a guy behind her.

The guy stepped back when the girl stepped into his shoes, holding the girl’s waist when his feet didn’t know where to land and almost fell. He look at the girl whose head was tilted down, she says sorry and walks away. He didn’t get the chance to see her face. He look at his limited-edition Louboutin shoes that were marked by the girl’s shoeprints. The guy frowned and wiping it with tissue.

What the hell! I just step on someone’s shoes. How embarrassing. Is he mad or what. Looking at his shoes, I think it’s expensive. Ahhh whatever.

“I’m sorry” she said and walk away quickly. She slightly looks back to see if the guy is mad. But not, I think. He’s just wiping his shoes and starting to order snacks. The guy was 6 feet tall I think, he wears the same as the bully’s uniform. Has black shiny hair and a broad shoulder. Bet he has a muscle and a veiny hand.

I want to see his face, but I can’t see it. Little did she know her steps were going in the wrong direction.

Oh! He’s turning his face. He’s turni-

BLAAAAGGGG!