1. Touch
"Don't touch me!!!" shrieked Adam to one of his bestie, Salem at the prestigious Red High School. Adam was one of the most weird and sometimes mute at the same time. He really into the books and sometimes he rather talk to cats than to his schoolmates. Adam is a weird boy. Salem the opposite. Today, Adam was surprised by his friend act, and that gave him a several shock to himself. Adam somehow, doesn't like to be touch by anyone. Untouchable. No one ever know about him in specific details. Wondering to be alone and alone, Adam somehow been popular in his school. Why? "He is the most sweet child, isn't it?" Profesor Anna Joe. "I wish he would give a number" Samanta, the most hot chicks ever. "I love his body" Nathan, the pervert society that still alive. Adam somehow doesn't want to care about all that stuff, he just want to be alone and alone. He, by any matters is the most intelligent, neat, athletic body and icy blue eyes that kept the birds in the glass. He is not fusty minded but of course he is weirdo and psycho for someone that been jealous to him.
Salem felt teribbly sorry. "Oh shit! Im sorry, man... i was..." he begging. " I just..."
"No, its okay, Im.. Im fine..." Adam has to be fake, he calm as always. He knelt down to his knee and keep collecting the books and the swaying papers all over the hallway floor. Salem do the same. They both stood up straight again, Adam facing to his locker number knob. Open it and searching for something that isn't there. He just keep looking and looking. He slightly stare at Salem, whose in goofy mode. Adam eyebrows raised.
"Oh! good news, man. Guess what?" he surprisingly again. Adam just stare. "I got an invitation to Ana's party" happily ever Salem. "You should come along, Ad. Some night some fun." happy, ecstacy, lunatic Salem wants to party. I hate when he called me Ad, can you just let me be, im no fun to you at all, He confessing to himself. "Come along?" still questioning.
"I don't do party, Salem." sarcasticly. He never want to be so mean to his friends, his bestfriends. But sometimes he just need to be mean to be himself. To be alone. Alone. Sorry man, i really am. He left the boy with green sweater and bright blue jeans with a sneaker behind, Adam heading to the class.
to be continue....
Salem felt teribbly sorry. "Oh shit! Im sorry, man... i was..." he begging. " I just..."
"No, its okay, Im.. Im fine..." Adam has to be fake, he calm as always. He knelt down to his knee and keep collecting the books and the swaying papers all over the hallway floor. Salem do the same. They both stood up straight again, Adam facing to his locker number knob. Open it and searching for something that isn't there. He just keep looking and looking. He slightly stare at Salem, whose in goofy mode. Adam eyebrows raised.
"Oh! good news, man. Guess what?" he surprisingly again. Adam just stare. "I got an invitation to Ana's party" happily ever Salem. "You should come along, Ad. Some night some fun." happy, ecstacy, lunatic Salem wants to party. I hate when he called me Ad, can you just let me be, im no fun to you at all, He confessing to himself. "Come along?" still questioning.
"I don't do party, Salem." sarcasticly. He never want to be so mean to his friends, his bestfriends. But sometimes he just need to be mean to be himself. To be alone. Alone. Sorry man, i really am. He left the boy with green sweater and bright blue jeans with a sneaker behind, Adam heading to the class.
to be continue....
A.R.R by R.A
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