《That Girl Who's Always Alone At The Back》chapter vii
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That Girl Who's Always Alone At The Back
chapter vii - Behind the Glasses
But lately, those dark pools emitted light. A blinding luminosity that I have never seen before. But now, they were darker than ever.
Rianne Gray would never look my way. Nor even say hi. Not even a nod.
Why is she so mad at me?
"Because she likes you and you already have a girlfriend." Mark said, his ballpen in his mouth. "You chose a flat chested freshman over a big boobed senior."
"Flat is justice." I said and Alistel was my echo.
"Okay, fine. I prefer big boobs." Mark said.
"Why are you playing Pokemon Red? Isn't Pokemon Go released?" Alistel asked. "I've been seeing that shit all over my newsfeed that I want to play it too."
"This? Amu said she wants to play this with me, so yeah. I already finished it though."
"Pokemon Go Fuck Yourself, if you ask me." Mark sighed. He placed his ballpen down and chugged his Coke. "I waited for that shit since November last year! And then they won't release it here. What the fuck!"
"Calm your tits, bro." I said as I took my Sarsi. "It'll be released here too. Don't worry." I gulped my Sarsi. It reminded me of Rianne.
I looked on the other side of the room. And there she was. Sitting next to no one near the door. It has been a week since she became like this. She would'nt even talk to Alistel nor Mark. Why is she like this? If she's mad at me, why would she even be mad at others. Messaging her on Facebook would do no good. Rianne Gray would not even look at my messages.
Days, weeks has passed and she still pretended that I don't exist. It's funny how she's the only one that I think of even when I am with the girl that I love.
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"Hah! Your Charizard is no match with my Blastoisyyyy!!" No, the writer did not make a typo. Her Blastoise's name is Blastoisyyyy.
Amu.... Amu-chan.... is a very sweet girl. She loves me with her whole innocent heart. And I feel like I am cheating her. She's thw girl that I love but I am thinking of someone else.
Short, flat chested, happy go lucky and energetic girls are my preference. Amu fits the profile 100%. On the other hand, Rianne has big tiddies, tall and very shy. But why. Why do I feel like I want to look at her while she's looking at me. Those dark pupils were what I sought the most. I want to dive inside those dark seas and drown. Never coming back to the real world. Be confined inside her dark world where it is only me and her.
"Can you please trade me my Haunter? So that it would evolve as Gengar." Mark said to Alistel. The two played Pokemon too, since they want to practice being trainers when Pokemon Go is released here in the Philippines.
"Sure." Alistel smiled as she took her phone from her skirt pocket.
"It's already 7:30PM. Take me home." She grabbed me by my arm and grinned. She waved her small hand to greet the two a cute farewell as she kidnapped me.
"Aren't you cold?" I said. She was only wearing a tank top and shorts. "I don't have my jacket so yeah..."
She showed me her hand which is holding mine. "I'm already warm, thank you." Amu smiled.
"I told you to call me Amu-chan, right?"
"You did. Why?"
"You just said in you monologue after my dialogue that "Amu smiled." just now!" She pinched my hand.
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"Ow, that hurts. Can you read that?"
"Breaking that fourth wall is fun, isn't that right?" She grinned at the readers who're reading this chapter.
"...."
"And here we are!" She smiled.
It's my first time going to her house. And it was a fancy looking one. Like one of those celebrities houses. It's kinda odd to see such a house in this place.
"Goodbye kiss!" She said as she kissed my lips. When I was about to let go, she grabbed me by the back of my head, forcing me not to stop. That was when I felt her small tongue breach inside my mouth. Like a sword looking for an enemy. It was my first time being kissed like this. So I did what she is doing. It felt like our mouths were melting into each other. I grabbed her small body and hugged her so that I could feel her warmth. I heard her moan.
My right hand travelled from her small hips to her ass and had a grope of it. She let go of my mouth and made a soft moan. She looked around like a thief who has stolen something.
"Let's continue this next time." She smiled. But this time, it was seductive.
And that's when she entered her house.
I never thought that Amu has a side like that....
"I said, call me Amu-chan!!'" She shouted from a distance.
Okay, geez, Amu-chan. I never thought that Amu-chan has a side like that...
I felt my cellphone vibrate. It was Amu-chan. "Did you like it? I just did what I saw on the hentai that I watched."
That was when I felt that I bumped into something. Something soft.
It was Rianne Gray. My hands which is holding my phone were on her boobs. Now I know why it felt soft.
I backed away. "I'm sorry. It's fine, really." She said without looking.
"Is this your way home?"
She shook her head.
"Why are you here then?"
"I followed you. And then I saw you and that first year girl..." Rianne's voice was shaking. "..you were molesting her."
"Wait! What? No!! She's my girlfriend!"
"I know. I was just joking." She said without laughing. "God, I wish that were me."
And behind her glasses, I saw the void. An empty hole. It felt like Rianne Gray was just a zombie, lifeless, as she stood in front of me, looking at her shoes.
Thanks to Cyres for putting the font, LMFAO
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