MAZE'S POV
My eyes ogled at Joyce moving with slowness. I was a little tense and my pulse rose.u couldn't phantom what really she was coming for. I had called her the first instance. It she turned to leave and then turned back. It was obvious with her stern stare that there was more to her change if heart.
"You called me" she blurted with a husky voice. She took a very bold stance in front of me. Her face was pale and stern. I clicked my tongue wondering the right word to commence with.
" Yes, ummm I just wanted to say that I really just want us to be friends" I divulged with a shaky voice. Since Joyce returned, she avoided me and the moments we inevitably spoke, she had a scowl and spoke harshly. She hated me so much and I didn't know why or maybe I did.
"Is this a joke?" She snickere
