FOUR

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“OH YOU MEAN the bad boy?” I could get what she was picturing now. “That's what you gave him?” She squealed, I wished she would stop doing that. “By the way his name is Harry Wayne and you won't go scot free for humiliating him in front of the whole prying eyes of Sherwood's students." “That toffee-nosed spoiled brat was the one who got on my nerves first of all. I won't forgive him for that.” I moaned in anger. Clarisse pushed my head. “Not again! A toffee-nosed spoiled brat? Dare say that before him and he will make you lose all your teeth.” I rolled my eyes in dismay. “That is what he is, a toffee-nosed spoiled brat. Why do you keep defending him? You saw what he did to me therefore you know he is the one at fault.” “My dear Phoebe, Harry is everyone's crush, he is every girl's dream and he is freaking popular.” She has this thirst for rich guys, it's not like she isn't rich herself, her father is a businessman and her mother, a Lawyer. So, they were rich which makes her rich too. He is every girl's dream guy. For me Harry is my worst nightmare, he can't be my dream guy, cause he is just so rude and his behaviour, sickening. If he likes to let him own the entire universe, his attitude is so suffocating. “Clar please exclude me, you know I would never like someone like him, I don't care if he is Lord-own-the-whole-world or all that you've said but I'm warning you he is a bad boy and has an I-don't-care attitude.” I warned her. “I'm not listening to that Phoebe, I want you to apologize to Harry.” “I would never do that! He owes me an apology, he should be the one apologizing, not me.” I folded my arms, adamantly. I don't know why she cares for Harry when she's got her beloved Evan. What spell did Harry cast on her? Yes he should be a wicked and handsome magician because one look at his face and you'll be charmed. “Apologize to him, Phoebe, I know you don't hold grudges with anyone. Just do it.” It was more like a plea. I knew where she was heading to. Clarisse had never been so bent on getting me to do something for someone, especially when she knows I won't change my mind the moment I make it up. I know I don't hold grudges with anyone, Clarisse knew me better than an outsider so she wanted to use this against my emotional being to get me apologize to the jerk Harry, but the feeling I had for Harry was beyond grudge and since he dare hit me on the face, he had no respect for feminism. “I can't Clarisse, I would pretend we never had this discussion.” I took my phone and started typing away, unsure of what I wanted to do, whether it is to play a game or to read an online story- I'm not sure, as long as it'd help get my mind on track. Leaving Clarisse to discuss Harry's fate with herself. Not like she is crushing on him- or is she?
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