The Winged Angel

69. Forgetting.

DEA

Dion didn't heed my screams. He kept running down the hallway. I'm not going to chase him anymore. My breaths. I stopped running and leaned against the pedestal. At the end of the room Dion also stopped, choosing to sit on the floor.

" Why are you running away from me?" my many. Since the hallway is quiet I don't need to scream, Dion will definitely hear it.

" I'm not avoiding you, I'm just exercising" he said. 

I laughed out loud. It could - he usually quibbles when exercising. Dion got up from his seat and approached me. As soon as he stood in front of me, I stopped laughing and glared at him.

" Boong fucker," I hit his field chest. He was touching his chest.

" Basic bad man, why are you lying to me" I jolted angrily. I hit his chest again. Dion just kept quiet and took my hit.

" Why,?" my yelling. Dion held my arm when I was about to hit him again.

" I didn't mean to lie to you, I just didn't want you to worry" Dion said.

" Who are you doing all that for, then,? For me or him,?" My eyes began to glaze over with glass.

Slowly Dion let go of my hand. He looked at me sharply.

" I did all that for you, Dea. I will continue to feel guilty, if I can't get the people who are bad to you punished."

" I'm worried about you. Every day I don't stop thinking about it" Dion said.

One clear grain escaped from my eye. I quickly removed it.

" But I don't like it when you have to get hurt because of me" I said. 

Dion pulled the corner of his lips. He grabbed my body, held it tight.

" I'm sorry for lying" said Dion.

I buried my face in the chest of his field. Inhaling deeply - in the scent of Dion's body that always made me feel comfortable and at ease.

" As far as we're going" said Dion.

Hearing that my face immediately met. I quickly broke away from his arms.

" It's not you who hugged me first" I sniffled.

" Yes, but you don't want to let go after that right," he said.

I threw a punch at Dion's arm, but he dodged first so that my hand only touched the wind. Dion chuckles. Because I could not stand being bullied, I hit him again, again - again he avoided making me even more annoyed.

Since it didn't hit him, I chose to just leave.

" Where are you going, man,?" ask Dion.

" Take my bag" I replied without turning around.

Dion ran after me, he aligned our steps. We walked in tandem, but then parted ways and headed to each class to pick up a bag. 

Arriving at class I went straight to my desk, for me to pick up a bag. While packing books and stationery into the bag, I came to Bobby's mind. Instantly a flash of her shadow appeared in my head. The first time he gave me his lunchbox, he also accompanied me to a meal. As he sat down with me wrote a letter of apology. We ate together in the cafeteria . His voice calling my name also rings in my ears.  I turned my head to look at the back table in the middle row. From tomorrow the table will be empty. 

I can't believe Bobby did all that. We've just become close friends late on. But all of that will only be painful memories. And that's why I don't think it out. What a bad attitude I have, so that people become hateful and have a grudge against me.

I honestly didn't mean to ignore him when he sat behind me last semester. But because I'm the type of person who has trouble socializing with new people even make him think I'm a proud girl. We were only in 11th grade, when 10th grade I didn't know him very well.

I took a long breath. Maybe after this I will learn to be a more friendly and open person. 

" Dea, uh," 

Dion's voice touched my daydream. 

" Why so long,?" tanya Dion stood in the doorway.

I smiled, clutching the bag on my back. Then step out of class.

" Come on, let's go home" I asked.

Dion smiled sweetly and grabbed my hand by our fingers. I smiled back. We walked out of the school building. 

Days passed, news of Bobby spreading across N 1 High School. Everyone didn't expect Bobby to do such a despicable thing. Many feel sorry and pity for me. While Tiara, he is suspended and must also write a letter of apology.  Not only that, he was also sentenced to clean the school toilet. Nothing has changed with my days at school. I continue my day as usual. I try to forget all those bad memories.

This afternoon Sarah and I were sitting on the edge of the basketball court watching Dion and his friends rehearsing.

" Dion.the spirit "I call out his name is encouraging with a smile on my face. Dion glanced at me while rolling his eyes.

Dion looks cool to me when I play basketball. The aura of his manhood emanated as he dribbled the ball. With one shot, he managed to put the ball into the ring.

" Yeeeeay.." I cheered cheerfully as I clapped.

Sarah rolled her lazy eyeballs. He hissed.

" Norange,"

"Biarin," I stick out my tongue.

I looked back at Dion and his friends.

" Eh, don't forget your promise" said Sarah arrived.

" What promise,?" i cringe.

" Ih, that's forgotten," sarah snatched. 

What promise have I forgotten,? I thought hard remembering it.  Sarah's back because I can't remember her.

" Forget it," Sarah upset.

" Ah, I remember. Promise to go to that boat rowing festival, right?" 

Sarah snorted while pursing her lips. Soon after, he nodded.

" Yes.yes we're going. The show's tomorrow, right,?" my many.

" Where are you going,?" suddenly Dion finished playing and sat down beside me.

" Hem, that's.." I hesitated to answer. Afraid that I'd say I was going to a festival with Sarah, Dion asked to come. 

I glanced at Sarah. But he just put his shoulder out. 

" It's nothing - what. Just a girl show," I replied later.

Dion looked suspiciously.

" What event, then,? How can I not know,?" said Dion.

I'm elbowing Sarah's arm. Ask him to answer.

" We want to go to the boat rowing festival tomorrow" replied Sarah.

" Oh, that show. I'm the same Rey is planning to go to that festival. How about we go together," said Dion.

I didn't answer, I'm honestly glad that Dion's coming, too. But I don't know if Sarah's gonna feel comfortable or not.

Sarah shone through me, from the look in her eyes she was clearly asking for my opinion.

" I'm depending on Sarah" I replied quickly.

" How's Sarah, we're going together, huh,?" dion was a little pushy.

Sarah breathed a heavy sigh. Long enough he thought before nodding his head in agreement.

I smiled happily, it seemed like tomorrow would be a special day. 

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