He Is Not My Brother's

He's Gorgeous

Amy doesn't want to mince words with anyone today. His heart is still broken. He also thinks the people at the school must have branded him as a rioter. In fact, the rumor about the fight the other day on the bridge had just subsided. Now it's even worse. He kicked his own upperclassman.

Only Zack greeted him on the bus. The rest? They don't care, except M. Of course, because she's his only sister.

To entertain herself, Amy took a look at the scenery on the street. Pay attention to any plants that grow on the edge of the sidewalk. Count the number of cars that are black, white, silver, and red.

Sounds less work but it can make Amy forget that she is being suspended. And this is the last day he can be with the school basketball team. To be honest it was a bit painful for him. He began to get used to the babbling of basketball children. Also the shouts of their spirit when practicing. Or when they tease the cheerleaders.

After today, he did not know what to do after school. Amy felt the void. Maybe this is what it feels like to be unemployed.

It's okay, it means a lot of time to be lazy. comfort Amy to herself.

Ah, this is the time to distribute mineral water. They all must be thirsty.

Amy stand. "Excuse me, may I pass?" he said to the guy sitting next to him. He was too busy with his thoughts to know who was sitting next to him.

"Please" replied the man.

Amy almost sat back to hear that voice. Unsure, he glanced at the face of the guy with hair like a soldier.

That's her!

The shock from his face. Amy tried to pass as quietly as possible and immediately took a box of mineral water to share. He did it a bit in a hurry up to the middle row. It slows down its movement when it is behind.

"Am, who's that guy sitting with you? It looks like I just saw" Olie said as she received a water bottle from Amy's hand.

"Ah, he's Jimmi," Amy replied briefly. Hurriedly he moved to the back row when he saw Olie would speak again.

"That's really Jimmi?" Olie climbed into her chair, facing backwards and resting on the back of the chair. "When did he cut his hair? How, I just saw?"

"I don't know, Lie." Amy's steps are getting faster to get to the rear row of seats.

The last person Amy gave her mineral water was her sister. Intentionally, so that he can freely chat with M.

"M, tukeran chair, huh?" amy Pinta.

"Front? Don't want to, ah! Less exciting," replied M. "Zack, you want to sit in front?" m asked Zack who was sipping water.

Zack shook his head while waving his hand.

"Come on," Amy glanced forward, "You won't get bored. On the side, right, Jimmi."

M stood up and looked at the front seat. It seems like it was his best friend.

"Still not willing. After all, this is the right moment for you to make up. Aye, right?"

Amy just rolled her eyeballs. Puffed up his cheeks before grubbing back into his chair.

"Hey, Am!" M held Amy's step by pulling her arm. "He looks gorgeous, isn't he?"

"Huh?"

"Look at yourself" said M, releasing his sister's hand to return to the front.

There was no excuse when Amy sat down. His tongue was suddenly confused when he was near Jimmi. He immediately turned his face to the window and hoped Jimmi would not say anything.

The view outside is not very interesting. The bus had just entered the forested area on the edge of the city. There were only tall trees along the way. However, Amy faithfully looked at the monotonous trees.

Apparently the green trees there made the glass reflect the shadow behind Amy. The girl's eyes now saw Jimmi who was putting earphones in both ears. Jimmi had no intention of saying anything.

Good riddance!

His heart was a little relieved to see the man now closed to enjoy his music. Or sleep? I don't know. What was clear was that unknowingly Amy did not take her eyes off. He continued to see Jimmi who now had very short hair. His scalp was even seen among his thinly-breathed hair. Her face is more clearly visible now, unlike it used to be when her hair was emo-style.

Undeniably, Amy's heart warmed to see Jimmi who seemed to be sleeping. Very plain. Unimaginable of the nosy and nosy behavior that the guy used to do from that face, made Amy secretly smile. It turns out her brother was right.

However, tucked into his mind a question that deeply disturbed him. Did Jimmy really love him? That question has made it difficult to sleep in the past few days.

Amy was terrified by the answer to that question. Whether yes or no, the answer to that question is making his life change now.

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"Because we won, tomorrow you're all kutractir!" coach Emil exclaims when he receives a trophy from Jimmi, the captain of basketball. "You too, Amy. Come, yes, tomorrow!" Coach Emil patted Amy's shoulder. "Take your farewell tomorrow."

Amy just nodded. Everyone immediately got back on the bus. Amy hastily went up. When he saw Lewis sitting by himself, he immediately approached and sat down next to him.

"Let me sit here" whispered Amy.

"Please" said Lewis. She actually knew the reason Amy was sitting next to her. When Lewis sat down as a reserve player, Amy had told him what had happened on the bus. "But don't ask for a change of seats. I'm going by the window."

"OK," Amy said, forming a circle with her index finger and right thumb. He was finally able to breathe.

"Lewis, you want to come eat together tomorrow?"

"Clearly, dong! When else do you eat well?"

Amy should not have asked because she already knows the answer of her friend who has curly hair.

"Ssttt, Am ...!" Lewis nudged Amy's shoulder. "Where are you going, huh?" whispered.

"What?" amy asked confused.

Lewis turned his head to Amy's side. Only then did the girl understand what Lewis meant.

"Why is he there?" amy whispered softly. He turned towards Lewis.

"If it's a magnet, right, like that. One goes where, the other, yes, goes ..," Lewis said with his face facing the bus window.

Amy pinched Lewis's arm because she got another sneer from the guy.

"Aw! Pain, Am!" lewis said loud enough that students who sat close to them spontaneously turned their heads.

However, instead of releasing the pinch, Amy actually strengthened her fingerprints, making Lewis jump until the pinch came off.

"Crazy man, you!" maki Lewis's. He rubbed his reddened arm. "Sickness, Am!" Lewis then got up and walked over to someone sitting next to Amy.

"Hey, where are you going?" ask Amy pull Lewis. But Lewis's power is stronger.

"I beg you, change seats, yes ..," asked Lewis. "I can't sit with him. See it? My arms turn blue, Jimm," Lewis continued.

Jimmi glanced at Amy, making the girl a cooked face. He then nodded at Lewis.

"Please, Jimm. That one girl is outrageous! I'm not strong!" Lewis knelt down pleading.

A smile on Jimmi's lips. He felt sorry for Lewis. As a person who is often tricked Amy-bitten, pinched, fetched-Jimmi knows the true taste. Hey, he hasn't felt that for a long time!

"Dear, Jimm. Help me," Lewis said. This time with a face that he deliberately created so that Jimmi would exchange chairs.

Lewis's plea was not in vain. Jimmi stood up. He took his bag from the trunk on the ceiling of the bus and moved it next door.

"Don't make me do this again" Jimmi said as he sat next to Amy.

Amy clenched her hands and crossed them in her chest. Jimmi knows Amy's upset. But somehow, he was even happy until secretly he smiled the same as when he had managed to prank his best friend's sister.

Seriate...

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