Chapter 3. Ingrid's Bestfriends, Indeed

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Chapter 3
"Ingrid's Bestfriends, indeed"

Katara's POV

Once I already eaten my breakfast and somehow arranged the things inside my bag. I descended the stairs and bid my goodbye to mom and dad.

"You better do what you told us a while ago, Katara. If not then maybe, WE more like me and your mom would probably more than willing for us to go see the doctor" my father warned.

I sighed.

I know for a fact that every I've said once he heard it, he won't stop bothering until I did it so. I nodded incoherently and he cleared his throat.

"I'm gonna leave now. Bye!" I yelled before my left hand on them not bothering to looking back.

I heard my mother's quick steps towards from where I am walking through and then stopped midway.

"Be safe!" she said.

I just nod one time not like she would probably gonna see me for that. What a very weird day or probably very weird week? No one coould totally think that almost one week or more than that, that I am having continuous nightmare and it is already getting me nervous not like anyone have that kind of experience but it is really weird and creepy somehow.

I should really go see a doctor, then. I nodded with what I am thinking and straight headed to my car, I hopped inside and starting the engine then stepped on the accelerator. The car moved forward into a halt at a sudden increase in speed.

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Many students were gathered around the corner of the parking lot of the school as I parked my car not further down from where they are accumulate. I immediately went out but not before I could even get closer from what is even that thing, the face of a familliar boomed infront of me while grinning widely. It was Ingrid.

I rolled my eyes at her and just heaved a breath out. She pouted at how I reacted on her appearance and she cling her arms onto me.

"Hey, katara! Do you miss me, friend? Because me, I miss you. There are so many other barbie girls wanted to be friend with me but I don't want they look so plastic and fake. That is why I just ignored them and come to you then chose you instead of them. Isn't that amazing?" she cheerfully explained and even shrieked so loudly on my ears.

It irritates that is why instead of answering her. I closed my ears with my hands and knitted my eyebrows into a frown.

"What? Don't say that you do not want to be my friends?" she asked like unexpected with my attitude.

She is so annoying. You know what, everywhere I go she goes with me and sticks with me like some kind of glue. I know she is popular and beautiful but can't she just be friends with her kinds. It is not like she is also some barbie doll but more kinda kind than others like Margareth and Rachelle. Ugh, those kind of girls. They are the true bully, annoying fake clowns though.

"Katara?"

I looked infront of me facing Ingrid but instead of answering her emotional terrible questions somehow I asked about what was really happening on where students are gathered up like some kind of ants scrambled for some food to take.

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