Chapter 2 Making Amends

After the break bell was heard in the hallway, the lesson was stopped, and the students were heard cheering excitedly and happily. Finally, the torment of boredom was gone.

"The assignment was collected last Friday, just put it on my desk for those who want to collect it, everyone understands?" The teacher in front of the class explained while looking at the students in front of her.

"Yes, ma'am!" answered all the students in unison.

"Alright, now you can take a break, today's lesson is enough until here."

After that, the teacher left the classroom, followed by the students, who immediately lifted their buttocks from their seats, including Weeby herself. She had to leave the classroom immediately.

"Weeby, where are you going?" Uti asked while holding Weeby's hand, and she looked up.

Weeby smiled for a moment before responding to Uti's question. "I'm going to the restroom, do you want to come?"

Uti grimaced, then shook her head slowly. "I don't think so."

"Okay, I'll go first then."

Uti nodded, Weeby immediately left her seat, stepping away from the class, Marcell who saw the girl leaving alone, immediately laughed, he felt that this was his chance. Marcell must talk to Weeby, about the problem this morning, of course. So that everything is settled and there are no more things to fuss over or argue about. Marcell also knew that he had to take action, and apologizing was the way he was going.

Yes, even though Marcell had apologized before, it seemed like Weeby was still angry with him.

"Wait a minute, By." Marcell immediately caught Weeby's hand, making the girl gasp in surprise.

Marcell prevented Weeby's steps, making Weeby sigh and close her eyes for a moment. The boy blocked her steps, standing in front of Weeby. And Weeby could already guess what Marcell was going to do now.

"I'm going to the restroom. You'd better step aside," Weeby said in a lazy tone of voice.

"It won't take long, and I think you can stand it for a while."

Weeby's lips pressed together as her eyes rolled lazily.

"Listen to me first, okay?" Marcell continued because Weeby was still keeping her mouth shut.

Actually, Weeby herself was lazy, but she also knew that all this had to be done. Therefore, in the end, she nodded slowly. Her eyes fell on Marcell, who was now smiling at her, revealing her dimples. Damn, again, Weeby was mesmerized by Marcell's good looks.

"I'll give you three minutes," Weeby said.

"Okay, this won't take long. I just want to discuss and straighten out this morning's problem."

And look at what Weeby guessed, she wasn't wrong. That's exactly what Marcell was going to talk about. Well, Weeby would listen to him first.

Marcell suddenly held Weeby's hand tightly, making her immediately startled, but she let it go instead of resisting. Marcell squeezed Weeby's hand, his deep gaze not turning away from Weeby's face.

And Weeby felt her heart suddenly beat very fast.

Marcell swallowed, then he began to say, "About this morning, I want to apologize, seriously; I had no intention of making you angry. How could I be that depraved? I don't want to fight with you again."

A rough sigh escaped Weeby's lips. "Do you know that your reckless driving could cause us harm? Other road users will also be disturbed. You should know that."

"Yes, I know. I was wrong."

"In my opinion, we were just lucky that there was no accident this morning. I swear, remembering that makes me sick to my stomach. You dared death."

"I promise I won't do that again."

Weeby nodded. "Good, I'll hold you to that promise. Well, you weren't entirely wrong, you just didn't want us to be late for class, but you were going too fast on the bike."

Marcell understood that. "So, will you forgive me? I don't want to get angry with you, we're dating, how can we get angry like this?"

Weeby raised her eyebrows while looking at Marcell, followed by a mocking smile that appeared. "What if people in a relationship can't get angry with each other? It's only natural, there must be things that are fussed over."

"And I don't want that to happen. How do you answer? I'm waiting."

"I'll forgive you if we go for a walk after school."

The corners of Marcell's lips lifted, expanding into a wide smile. His head nodded enthusiastically. "I'm ready! I'll follow your wishes, whatever you want, I'll immediately agree."

Weeby smiled and said, "Okay, I'll wait for your promise after school. Then step aside first, I need to go to the restroom."

"Do you want me to take you?" asked Marcell, meaning to joke. He teased Weeby by raising his eyebrows repeatedly.

Spontaneously, Weeby pinched Marcell's waist. "What the hell! I don't need it. Do you want to be accused of nonsense by other students who will see?"

"Ow!"

The pinch of Weeby's hand was very hard and painful, making Marcell groan in pain. The boy rubbed his waist at the point where Weeby had just pinched him. Marcell's lips pursed forward.

"It really hurts to pinch."

Weeby smiled amusingly. "And it's worth it for you. Anyway, I'm going to the restroom."

"I'm sure you'll have fun when you get home from school, I can guarantee it. You'll be smiling all the time, By. You can take my word for it."

"Really? Just watch out if it gets boring later." Weeby narrowed her eyes as she pointed at Marcell's face.

"You won't be bored, especially if you go with me, your handsome boyfriend will make you smile like crazy."

"What the hell?" Weeby gave a short laugh, and Marcell also chuckled. Now Weeby became curious herself. "Where do you want to take me? A little spoiler is fine."

"Do you really want to listen now?"

Weeby nodded enthusiastically.

"Okay, here's your ear, let me whisper," Marcell ordered, which Weeby immediately obeyed. The girl brought her ear closer, while Marcell moved his face forward with his lips directed at Weeby's ear.

"Being too nosy is not good."

After saying so, Marcell hurriedly avoided Weeby, and the boy stepped away in anticipation that Weeby would suddenly finish him off. Marcell needed to remind him that if Weeby had hit or pinched him, it would have been very painful. Marcell could guarantee that, he wasn't lying.

"Marcell, how annoying are you!"

Marcell ran away from Weeby, and the boy went back into the classroom and headed towards his seat. Meanwhile, Weeby, who was already furious, tried to control her emotions. How could that boy play with her like this.

Weeby stood in the doorway of the classroom while looking at Marcell with a disgusted look. "I swear you'll be unlucky for messing with me," she shouted.

Marcell chuckled, the boy was now sitting in his seat. "Secret, you'll find out after school. A little patience won't kill you, right?"

Weeby stomped her feet irritably on the floor while rotating her eyeballs lazily, then she continued her destination towards the restroom. Weeby clucked and grumbled the whole way.

While Marcell was still laughing, it piqued Novan's curiosity. He looked at his friend with a wavy forehead.

"Why are you with Weeby?"

"I'm fine with her," Marcell replied, making Novan smile. For some reason, the boy felt happy about the news.

"Well, what I'm saying is that you and Weeby won't be able to get angry, and your problems aren't that big in my opinion."

Marcell relaxed his shoulders. "But Weeby hasn't forgiven me completely yet."

"What does that mean?" Novan looked confused. He looked deeper and deeper at Marcell.

Before explaining, Marcell took the time to sigh quite heavily. "Weeby wants me to go for a walk after school, and then she wants to forgive me for this."

"That's good, you can get closer to Weeby. It's also good for you to spend as much time as you want with your girlfriend."

"Yes, I have nothing to lose either."

"Actually, to be honest, for some reason I still don't realize that the two of you are dating. How do I explain it?" Novan was confused, he looked at Marcell while thinking, looking for the right words.

"What do you mean? I'm not compatible with Weeby?"

"That's not it," Novan said, shaking his head. "You're wrong, the two of you seem to get along really well, I even support it. I just mean it's weird."

"And because of what?"

"You know, you two used to fight and fight all the time, but now you're dating, it's not really something weird, it's just like, wow!"

Marcell clucked his tongue, his sitting position directed to Novan completely. "Listen to me, Van, listen to my explanation."

Novan nodded slowly.

"I like Weeby, and Weeby herself also likes me. So since we both like each other, it's only natural that we date, right? It's that simple."

Novan smiled mockingly. "So it's true what people say, hate and love are very different. The proof is that you and Weeby are now dating."

"Tsk, this kid." Novan groaned softly as he got a sudden toyoran from Marcell.

"It hurts!"

"You're wrong, it's a different context. I don't hate Weeby and I don't hate each other. I haven't hated each other since the tenth grade. I just enjoy doing things to him and making him upset. Do we both hate each other? I don't think so."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever you say." Novan chose to give in and not discuss anything further. He changed the subject. "So, where are you taking Weeby after school?"

With Marcell's question in the air, Weeby had just returned from the toilet. Weeby and Marcell's gazes crossed, Marcell grinned, while Weeby looked sarcastically at Marcell. Weeby sat in her seat again with Uti.

Not long after, the two girls talked and left the class-who knows where they were going? Maybe to the cafeteria. Marcell didn't want to know that either.

"Are you sure Weeby is no longer angry with you, Cell? It's like she still has a grudge against you."

"She's just annoyed because I don't want to answer her questions."

"What did Weeby ask you about?"

"She asked me where I wanted to take her, I didn't answer, and she got upset in the end. But you have to believe that I've gotten better with Weeby. You also know that kids like that."

"I don't know, I'm confused by the dating style of the two of you, how can you date like that? I swear, Cell, you two are different from the others. You and Weeby don't look like you're dating."

Marcell hurriedly replied, "Whatever you want. But anyway, do you have any advice for me? Where should I take Weeby?"

"Well, you don't know where to take Weeby?" Novan was surprised.

"Actually, I don't want to answer Weeby's question, the reason why I don't give her an answer is because I'm confused about where to take her."

"My advice is to think about what Weeby likes, then take her there."

"What does Weeby like?"

"You're her boyfriend, how could you not know?" Novan was annoyed by Marcell's answer.

"That's strange, I don't know." Marcell shook his head innocently.

"What the hell kind of daters are you two? You don't even know each other's preferences." Novan teased while looking at Marcell in amazement. "I can't believe it, seriously!"

Not wanting to be teased, Marcell defended himself. "I've only been dating Weeby for a short time, it's only natural. We've gotten to know each other over time. So, it's better for you to give advice than to keep teasing me."

Novan suddenly took something out of his bag. "Do you want it? I have two of them."

"Movie tickets?" Marcell blinked his eyes. "Here for me!"

Novan immediately pulled his hand away as Marcell was about to grab the movie tickets in his hand. Novan smiled wryly, while Marcell suddenly bulged his eyes.

"Eits, it's not that easy!"

"Here for me, instead of two, who are you going with? You're single."

"Wow, just because you have a boyfriend now, you're so cocky?"

"Well, that's a fact." Marcell chuckled softly. "What's so hard about accepting reality?"

Sighing softly while rotating his eyeballs, Novan finally replied, "Are you already asking for tickets? You're teasing me all over again. I refuse to give you tickets to this movie theater."

"Yes, I apologize, but seriously, Van, just for me here. If not I'll just replace it, how much is the ticket?"

Novan's mysterious smile has now formed. "One ticket costs three hundred thousand, take two at once, and I'll give you only five hundred thousand. How's that? It's cheap, right? Better you take two at once, Cell, so you don't lose out."

"You want to drain my wallet? You're right, the price is unreasonable. I won't take it then."

"No way." Novan didn't care, he now pocketed the two tickets into his uniform pocket.

"Van, are you serious?"

"Why would I mess around?"

"You're taking a lot of profit, driver, the other ticket price doesn't even reach a hundred thousand."

"I'm smart, I mean, do you want it? It's scheduled for seven in the evening, if not, I don't lose anything."

"I refuse one hundred percent!" Marcell said finally.

Novan smiled wryly. "Well, that means you have to think about where to take Weeby."

"To the movies is fine, and I can buy tickets there. Instead of buying from you, I'll end up spending more."

"Whatever you want."

"Well then, for whom do you have two tickets for? Do you want to invite someone?" Marcell smiled mockingly. "Or do you want to take Erza? You two want to go out to the movies? It's okay that Erza doesn't go to school today because she's sick, right? Why don't you take him to the movies, so he'll get better soon?"

"Just tease me, I want to go with my crush, don't talk too much, let's go to the cafeteria now that the hour is over. Come on!" Novan stood up from his seat, then he pulled Marcell's hand to immediately lift his body from the chair he was sitting on.