The Entrapment -- Part 2
To nobody's surprise, Josh topped the cohort in Mathematics and Physics as well.
This urged Skye to carry out her viscious plan. However, the thought of doing so slowly ebbed away during the post-exam mood and soon, she had clean forgotten about it.
Until she met him again.
***
"What do you think of this jacket?" Andrea, Skye's best friend asked her, crinkling her nose in anticipation of Skye's response.
Skye and Andrea were on their holiday trip at Genting Highlands. It was already the last week of the holidays before the school term starts again and they made use of the break to do some retail entertainment.
"It's too black," Skye insisted, grabbing a hot pink jacket off another shelf. "Try this!"
Andrea whined. She hated pink.
As the duo continued to search for the appropriate jacket, Skye noticed a familiar face among the crowd of shoppers. She abandoned Andrea to satisfy her curiosity...
"Hey Skye!" a voice called out to her.
She moved closer and saw that it was a fellow college mate back in Singapore, Samuel.
"Hey Sam!" she grinned as she punched him playfully in the arm. "What a small world huh?"
"Yea," he nodded fervently. "I'm with my secondary school mates. You?"
"My best friend!" she chirped.
Before Samuel could answer, his friend called for him.
"Sam! Who are you talking to?"
When Skye turned to look at the stranger, she nearly screamed. It was no stranger to her at all. In fact, it was her worst nightmare.
It was Josh Lau, the notorious nerd from her school.
"Hey, you're that girl from college right?" Josh asked her politely, running his hand through his hair as he did so.
Somehow, Skye felt that his presence reminded her of her untouched holiday assignments left on her desk back home.
"Skye!" she heard Andrea call out irritably.
With that, Skye quickly excused herself to return to her best friend's side.
"Who are they?" Andrea questioned apprehensively. (She was not from Skye's school.)
"Oh they are just some people from school," she simply replied, scrutinising the outfit Andrea had just picked out.
Suddenly, the idea that she had months earlier hit her instantly.
'Looks like Heaven agrees with me,' Skye smiled to herself.
***
The last week ended as quickly as it had begun. Skye tried her best to finish as much as assignments as she could before Monday came but made only slight progress, to her disappointment. The only thing that really urged her to go back to school was the friends she had missed dearly. Which unfortunately, did not include Wilson.
"Hey, so did you buy me any love tokens from Malaysia? Truly Asia!" Wilson asked her when they met for the first time that Monday morning. He chuckled at his own joke.
"Not funny, Will," she scowled at him as she rearranged the load of books in her arms.
"What's with the books anyway? It's only the first day of school," he whined.
"I've got a plan," she grinned slyly as she whispered the idea to him. When she was done, Wilson's eyes grew wider and his jaw dropped.
"You can't be serious! You can such a bitch, sometimes," he gave a low whistle.
"Anything to get him out of the way," she said in a matter-of-fact way. "Oh here he comes!"
Skye left the gaping Wilson behind and hurried to Josh's direction. She then cleverly pretended to be absent-minded and bumped into him. Her books spilled helplessly onto the ground.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Josh apologised hurriedly and he bent over to help pick up her books.
"It's alright," she smiled at him, bending over as well to pick up the books as well.
"Hey, you're Samuel's friend! Skye, right?" he asked as he pushed the books back into her arms.
She carefully brushed her arm against his as he did so.
"Yup. Josh right? The famous legend who owned the cohort for the promos!" she giggled.
"Yea," he grinned. "Anyway I got to go. See you around!" He hurried off.
When he was out of sight, Wilson moved over to Skye's side.
"Way bitchy man," he emphasised.
"Thank you," she smiled back, apparently quite pleased with herself.
The plan had only just begun.
***
-Tingz
Ps: this story is sort of the like the movie "John Tucker Must Die".
