The Milo Accident part 2

    Alright then. From where I left off... So, a few weeks passed i guess and everything toned down for awhile I guess and not much was said about the milo accident until finally comes the Gym day. As per usual, Akshat, my bro Ariff and I slacked off from table tennis which was my 2nd Co-Curriculum Activity (CCA) after school with the excuse that we were going to the gym to improve our arm strength that would help us in table tennis. Trust me, in slacking or ponning stuff, we are experts:) So in the gym around June, I nailed him and he confessed that he wanted something to do with that girl Si Hui so we officially struck a deal in the name of brotherhood. This deal was the test of our friendship and in some way or another, we nearly lost that friendship.
   The deal was that I would help him to get to know the girl better and vice versa seeing that I was geographically in an ideal position in class and that I had sat next to her for a whole year already. Akshat was reluctant for my help at first but after awhile, he knew he could not do it alone, he needed a sidekick, a wingman. Despite the confident outlook he imposes nowadays, I know him truly for what he is inside- hesitant, unsure, scared... He could never do it alone. The problem here was that what was going on in my mind then was regretably how to manipulate Akshat's lovesickness to my advantage and for that, i am so sorry my friend if you are reading this. The Gym day marked the first of the greatest days in my life in Secondary School but good things never last as I soon found out. We came out with a couple of Plans which I shall disclose of them one by one (trust me, these are good).
        Step 1: gather information (know your enemy)
   No point being secretive about this. We stalk. yeap, not once but over a million times in the span of more than a year for not just Si Hui but for other girls too which we found necessary. We gathered from friendly sources on basic information such as her favourite colour, the people she sits with, her position in chinese class. EVERY ITTY BITTY DETAIL. The route she takes to school, the possible buses she takes and her preferences of the bus numbers, the different paths she takes walking back from school. The time her CCA ends, the time she takes to walk from her CCA room (strings) to the main gate, the bag colour she wears, her house. I know from all these information gathering that when a guy falls in love, he'd do nuts to satisfy himself. Most of the days, Akshat made me wait for hours at the main gate waiting for Si Hui and if my calculations are right, he owes me over 200 hours of waiting for the girl. We'd go to the 7 eleven across the road and time ourselves exactly the point whereby the bus she takes to go home would meet us directly at the zebra crossing so she would notice us. (Yes, by then, we know the speed of her walking from the gate to the bus stop). We knew that she changed her typical bus route around October and made changes to some of our Plans.
   i shall stop here because frankly i am exhausted. goodbye guyz. Shall continue the tale someday soon yea:)

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