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And now you’re stuck with me (Episode 3) : Novel

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(WRITER’S NOTE)
IM GOING TO CONTINUE WITH THE GIRL’S POV. WE’LL CONTINUE TO OBSERVE FROM HER ANGLE FOR NOW. AND THE NAME FIONA IS TERRIBLE. I HATE IT. I DONT KNOW WHY I CHOSE IT. BUT NOW THAT I HAVE CHOSEN IT. WE’LL FIND A WAY TO LIKE IT. HOPE YOU LIKE THIS EPISODE

I could feel my cold hand hurt from the impact of the slap. I started rubbing it on my jacket to get rid of the stinginess. I think I slapped him too hard. He didnt react. Unlike the first time he didnt react. He didnt shout at me. But then he put his face in his hands and…

(BOY’S POV)

I laughed. Like I had never laughed before. She looked so funny when she got shocked about what she was doing. Like a kid caught stealing chocolates from the fridge. I didnt even expect the slap. Lucky for me her hand was wet so it slipped off my face. It didnt hurt at all. The way she was rubbing her hand, I havent been more entertained by a random stranger my entire life. I laughed. So hard. Iv never done that before. Not eversince….okay pause, I dont need to ruin the moment by reminding myself about another certain HER. Bad idea. I almost slapped myself for thinking such an idea. But then I didnt. My face has a two slaps per day endurance limit. No more slaps.

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I didnt mind the soft stroke with the wet hand. My face could work with unlimited soft strokes with wet hand. No problem with them. Not one bit.

“Did you hit your head somewhere?” she asked in a concerned tone.

“No. Is that up next on your beat-the-shit-out-of-a-random-stranger plan?” I replied jokingly.

“Im considering it. But no thats not why I asked. I asked because either it happened. Or you belong in a mental hospital. Last time I checked, normal people dont usually laugh after getting slapped. Its just wrong. Theres nothing right about it. Not one bit.” She replied, without the former concern. Without waiting for my reply she started moving forward. Having no other choice I followed her.

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We walked in silence. Even when we reached the building she didnt say a word. All she did was pick up an umbrella from a stand near the door and open it over her head. The umbrella was covered with…bird droppings. Why would someone use such a dirty (BIRD DROPPING FALLS ON HIM WHILE HE WAS THINKING) …umbrella

“Oh. Yeah I forgot. The bird’s on my building’s roof hate me. They think I want to steal and cook their babies. So they shit on me whenever I come here.” she stated casually.

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“Great timing” I replied as I leaned the bird poop from my shoulder.

Now you're stuck with me

Now you’re stuck with me

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