Raymond Reynolds’ POV
I think I saw her there.
Last night at the party, or maybe that was an illusion. I don’t know but most of the time I find myself thinking about Sophie. I know that sounds creepy but this isn’t my fault at all!
We all think about stuff going on with us right?
And right now it’s her. It’s been almost only two weeks since I’ve got to know her. Like totally.
She’s so vulnerable. Sometimes I wonder if it’s only me or she behaves the same with everyone.
I didn’t know her name two weeks ago. Although I have noticed her a few times earlier. I remember the first time I saw her. Jake and the rest of our group were bullying some nerd guy. That was when I first laid eyes on her. She tried to stop my friends but instead they bullied her too. I couldn’t say anything.
I felt ashamed of myself. I could have helped her. I wanted to. But all I did was stand and watch them.
Sophie’s courage was admirable. She was so confident back then.
She tries to hide behind the books. As if they’ll protect her and maybe they do.
Sometimes this ‘bad boy’ title makes me do something I really shouldn’t. Although I never wanted that title but when I became one, I did not realize what I’m signing up for.
Now it’s different, I pretend that I don’t give two shits about anyone or anything.
That’s what a Bad Boy is supposed to do, right?
“Back to earth Ray… back to earth” I saw my best friend Chase snapping his fingers in front of me bringing me back from my thoughts.
“Huh?” I said with a confused look.
“You zoned out!” he said while grinning.
“Shut up you moron. I didn’t” I said annoyed.
“Hahaha… I can’t believe Ray. You just zoned out. Sounds like some teen girl fangirling”
I threw him death glares he stopped laughing then.
“What is it?” chase asked me in a serious tone.
“What. Nothing” I replied. But who was I kidding? He’s Chase my best buddy and I won’t take him long enough to find out.
“Seriously mate! Spill” he said making faces.
“Alright, It’s her,” I said.
“Who Ellen?”
“Ellen. What. No… It’s Soaf”
“Ohh the nerdy girl. What about her?” he chirped.
“I think I saw her at the party last night. But I know she’s not the party type-” Chase didn’t let me complete.
“Don’t tell me, you keep zoning out just because you saw her at the party last night. That makes no sense.”
“No, it’s not that-”
“Then what is it?”
“If she was there at the party last night then there is a high probability that she saw me with the girls last night. That could ruin my impression on her and-”
“The plan won’t work.” Chase completed my sentence.
I snapped my head in his direction just to find him looking at the chair in front while nodding. He looks like he’s thinking something very deeply.
“Exactly,” I said.
“Do you think that this plan will work?” Chase asked me which made me think harder what if this didn’t work. What if it all goes in vain? My parents won’t support me anymore. My dad was a Businessman and scientist. His company actually did research and made some weird products which they sell to the secret services and other companies. They always dealt in millions. I don’t know how they make such machines which can be directly sold in millions or billions.