Chapter 101: Lunch out?

(Michelle POV)

While waiting for the classroom to be completely emptied, I suddenly realized how stupid I sounded and looked. Who waits for more than an hour standing outside a classroom only to search for a piece of ballpen? Does Anthony think that way? 

Anyway, we walked inside the classroom and Anthony went straight to the whiteboard and looked at the place where the erasers were placed. Why was he searching over there? 

"What does your pen look like?" he asked. 

"Ah… it has a pink tube and heart designs… sorry to trouble you, it's just that it has some sentimental value to me." I answered and explained trying to sound sincere.

"It's no trouble." He answered. Then, not seeing the pen by the board, he looked at the teacher's table and opened its drawer. He pulled out several ballpens from inside seriously looked at them as if wanting to transform one to be the ballpen I was looking for.