131 Chapter 128: (1/2)

I finished up washing in the restroom, sighing before taking a step outside to see the crowds of people around the area, smiling and laughing. Fucking amateurs. I want to go home ugh but I have to stay here more so that the killer can't kill me. Ugh.

I stepped out of the cold bathroom floor and onto the cement floor of the campus. With a wide smile on my face, I changed my body language to what was appropriate for my social profile. Bubbly and sweet as people know me and I decided to head back to those disgusting pigs, I call fans who can't take a fucking hint for once.

Looking around the distance, I could see the groups of fans waving toward me to go over there. I faked an enthusiastic smile and waved back at them while whispering under my breath how I fucking hate them and wish they all die in a car accident.

As I reached over to where they were, they continued to shower me with compliments and questions. ”What took you so long?” ”Are you alright?” They continued to ask, as they pointed out my wet face.

”Oh! I just washed my face, I wanted to feel refreshed that's all.” I chuckled, rolling my eyes behind their back as I glanced around the area to find a particular person catching my attention. Wait? Isn't that Celestina? What is she doing here and where is her overly protective brother at?

I stood up from my seat, getting the attention of my fans, looking at me with confused faces. ”Are you alright? Where are you going?” They asked me.

”Oh! I just spotted a friend of mine. Do you guys mind leaving me alone for a bit. I want to speak to them in private. I'll be back I promise!” I chirped to them, grabbing my jacket and fixing my skirt to go over Celestina who was aimlessly walking in the distance.

POV: Celestina Aurora

Is it foolish that I ran from there? Am I just being selfish that I did that? I mean, I knew for a fact that they weren't going to be able to make it. Is there even a point to staying if you already know it's not going to work? Is there reason to hold on if you know the other person is just going to let go and once they do, you'll just feel more despair?

I continued to aimlessly walk along with the party, in hopes that the cheerful music and crowds will make me happy like how it's shown in my novels. I mean I see the characters going to parties to have fun right? Maybe if I do that too.. I'll be happy I guess.

I scanned around my surroundings to see everyone having a fun time until I see someone familiar. Meghan?! And she's coming over to me! I think she wants to talk, I should pro-

”Oh hello! Fancy seeing you here!” I feel someone putting their hand on my shoulder. I turn around to face a short petite girl with red curly hair and she was wearing suspenders with a short skirt to pair along with it. She has a wide bright smile in front of her.

”Yup! It's so nice to see you again! You were so nice to me during the hallway so I honestly wanted to be friends with you poka poka!” She made a cute face, before putting out her phone. ”Can I have your phone number? We can be chat buddies if you want!” She offered to me.

I grabbed my phone from my pocket and gave her my phone number, as she was copying it. I looked at where Meghan was at before but now she's gone all of a sudden? Where did she go all of a sudden?

”Hey? Where are you looking at? Is there something over there?” Molly taps me on my shoulder to get my attention.

”Oh, it's nothing. I thought I saw my friend over there but I guess she disappeared. Are you done copying my phone number by any chance?” I turned to her once again to check up on her progress.

”I'm done poka poka!” She hands me over the phone back before grinning widely at me.

Something just strikes me odd with her. The last time we met, we weren't exactly on good terms. I clearly remember her shouting profanities at me and calling me a slut from what I remember back at the cafeteria but now she's acting very friendly. Actually, she's been doing this hot and cold thing when we first met. The first time we met, she was sweet and then the second she was shouting swear words and profanities at me.