Naomi Scott
710 Words
Naomi's POV
After the stupid disaster with the man at Nicolette's party , I had to admit that he is really handsome.
But I didn't like his attitude. Then I suddenly remembered , - I angrily took off my mask. I angrily took off my freaking mask!!!!, right in his presence!!. He looks like a considerate person, so he'd never reveal how I look like . And he didn't take any pictures of me.
Breathing a sigh of relief, my nerves calmed down. I headed towards the bathroom and came out . I dried my hair and wore a blue knee length pj knitted sweater and my bunny slippers. I tied my hair into a messy bun and headed down the stairs.
Going down , an elegant aroma of spiced spaghetti, eggs , meatballs and rice balls filled the air. It was coming from the kitchen. I knew Nicolette was home.
Even if the food smelt yummy, I had to give her the cold shoulder.
I went to the palour and lay down scrolling through social media on my phone.
" Hey bestie , good morning". Her cheerful face greeted. I ignored her and pretended like her didn't hear her.
She then sat down and looked at me , then pouted and started. " Look, I'm sorry okay?. I shouldn't have gone out with some random hot stranger. Please forgive me, blame my hormones, I promise not to do it again. Please!!".
She looked pretty cute doing that. I sat up and sighed. " What you did last night was dangerous, what if he killed you , what will I have done ?. ". I worriedly asked.
" I said I'm sorry, come I made a special apology meal for you". She lead me to the table .
I stuffed my face with spaghetti before saying. " You may have bribed me with your exquisitely famous Spaghetti, but that doesn't mean I'd forgive you already ".
I moaned at the delightful taste of the spaghetti. When I was done, I sat down facing Netflix.
I was watching a K-drama series called " Lovely Runner ". I was at the moment when Im Sol came with two cups of yogurt in her hands and was about to hand one to Sun jae when he suddenly drank it from her hand.
It reminded me of the time I and Sean went to watch soccer together, when I had a crush on him.
But things had changed, deeply changed. I switched the TV off and went upstairs.
I laid down on my bed , ready to cry when I realized I shouldn't cry for that ingrate . After all I did for Sean , he made me feel useless, like I was worth nothing, like I was just his ATM.
Unbeknownst to me, I fell asleep and didn't wake up till 4:30 in the afternoon. I can be a very sleepy person.
I stood up and made my way to the kitchen, grabbing an orange juice, I drank it through the carton , not bothering to pour it into a cup of glass.
I sat at the table, playing games on my phone. Suddenly a notification popped up and I checked it. It was a post of art from Lara Cruise .
She thinks I hate her and I think of her as a rival , but no , she's just stressing herself. I ignored reading further and continued my games.
Before I knew it , it was 6pm in the evening. Having nothing else to do, I changed into my short sport trousers and a sport tube and sneakers . I put on my headset and played some music as I started my run.
Very well , people look at me mesmerisingly , but I didn't mind. That was why I used a mask on my face as an artist.
People wouldn't recognize me as Naomi Scott on the street when I take a walk or an evening run. No one would rush to me for an autograph. I can just be myself an getaway from the world and it's social conflicts.
Suddenly a smile crept unto my face , a carefree smile and I never why , I just felt happy.
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