Ok. Well that was taken care of. I seriously dont know how Zoe can still be so fussy over small things. I mean we were in high school and after two years we were heading back to university. Oh my God! That dosent seem too far away. I really have to work hard.

I walked across the hallway with nothing else on my mind other than studies (I know Im really nerdy), I kind of bumped into someone. And this time I did not do that...somebody(whoever that was) walked towards me in a hurry. As I looked down, I recognised those sneakers...it belonged to.....

“Troye! Why are you here?” Well yeah it was Troye. In my school. For some stupid reason obviously. But why was he here. He was supposed to be at university probably listening to some old lecture and dozing off. But he was here now and I needed to know the reason.

“Troye, I asked why are you here.” I asked commandingly.

“Ash you told me you were not feeling good so I came to pick you up?”

“Huh? Wait me? No? I did not even call anyone.” I replied searching for my phone. Shit. It was not in my pocket. Or my purse. Or my locker.

“My phone! Its missing!” I screamed at Troye searching every.freaking.place.

“NONONONO!!!!!!!” This cant be happening. Mom had just gifted it to me last week. I cannot lose it.

“Umm...whats wrong?” My brother stood there like a dumbhead scratching his chin. It wonders me how he cant understand what I have been saying inspite of me yelling around the whole school.

“You fool my phone is missing. Go searchhhh!!!!!!!”

“Ohhh...okayyyyyy...” he replied drooling over what I had said.

“Oh come onnnn...what in the world is taking you so long?”

“Okay okay...just cool down ok. Anyway its not a big deal. Just a pho...”

“SHUT UP OKKKK...YOU THINK ITS JUST A FREAKIN' PHONE? NO. ITS MY WORLD OK. YOU DONT KNOW HOW MUCH IT MEANS TO ME. WHY ARE YOU FREAKIN' STANDING THERE LIKE A DUMBASS! GET YOUR ASS MOVING AND SEARCHHHH!!!!! I yelled.