I followed the lead of Rave, she's holding the edge of sleeve down my wrist. I'm scarcely paying attention to the things around while captivated on fastly typing on the phone.
The environment felt even colder right now.
The conversation promised a temporary respite of time, courtesy of unclear vision of this man I'm talking at, we're currently trying to picture out what are the succeeding events after the gunshot, he pleaded for my help, I just can't say no now that I have this gut feeling that I can help him.
But it seems like the main problem was he can't hold clear phantasm, making it harder for me to figure out what was the real case.
I closed my eyes for more or less than three seconds to regain touch of the things that happened earlier.
I put my foot above the table whilst sitting lazily on the gray painted chair.Time check: it's 6:45 AMI don't usually do that, but today, I decided to be Alyana. I'll try my best to be her. So I wagged my feet in a slow tempo, my stares are pasted on the blank space of the wide and elegant wall.I just arrived in the classroom, nobody's here yet, maybe because it's still early. And let's take into consideration that today was Monday.I took another sip on the bottled juice tightly clutched on my hand.Thirty minutes of silence had passed and finally, I heard faint thumps and rapid taps of the shoes along the corridor just parallel to our room. It grew louder and louder until I realized that the raps we're already reverberat
"What's taking him too long?" I uttered while looking at the door. It's been almost twenty minutes but Kervin had not come back yet. In my head, I'm contemplating the possibility that he won't know the slip and turns around the campus because he's new in this place.Simultaneously tapping my hand on my lap and swaying my feet over the other, I can't steady myself."This sucks!" mumbling as low as I could, I clutched myself to take a stand.I'll go get him. It's like I decided wrongly about commanding him to buy me something, ALONE.There's something in me that tells me that I have to make it quickly.Striding smoothly along the spaces between the chairs, my classmates moved aside to give me a broader way. 'Cool' I
"A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V" The atmosphere should have been so deadly if only Hero was not a real-time crazy, his mood swings are extreme. Just like right now. Look at him, he's singing the alphabet song! He's still holding my wrist of course, and I'm still tagged behind him. The shoe scratches that resounded at my back are no longer present, it gradually ceased plus the noise of this kid in front of me somewhat overpowered the sound. He's acting as if nothing happened two minutes ago, like he didn't shouted at me. "W X Y and Z" he continued, I slapped my palm lightly on my forehead while shaking my head. Maybe there's not only one spirit fused on his body. But, sometimes we must not give up on our inne
I'm laid on the bed while bandaging the wound on my fist when I suddenly thought of opening Alyana's phone again.I fixed the materials I used to clean the wounds, it hurts but the pain was manageable, I don't regret having them anyway.I fixed myself in an Indian sit. The phone felt cold on my palm, I clutched it tighter to ensure a solid hold on it."Where should I enter right now?" I ran my fingers to my chin, thinking further. I'm already glued in thought when, suddenly, a furry thing flew on my hand with its sharp nails shown, slashing thin lines on the mood.Its bright eyes are dilated establishing a fierce aura, it fled its paws as if hunting for a rat on my lap."Just a hair pin, little one" I hoiste
Someone was dragging my hair into the abyss of what appears to be a deep pit. My eyes adjusted to adapt with the dim light barely coming from several holes on the wall. My arms are lifted up to jerk out the massive control over my head."Good morning, Alyana!"That voice snatched me back to reality. That dream was intense, beads of sweat are shown on my forehead and nose tip even with the cold huffs coming from the air conditioner."Tarn is here to greet you too" Rave, who's sitting with a wide smile on the edge of my chair, lifted up that furry thing. She even efforted to give it a name huh? Fine, let's call it Tarn.Upon landing it on the blanket, Tarn made it's way to me and rubbed its hairy cheeks to my arm. Rave giggled on the attitude displayed by the cat.
The light flickered a couple of times. The mirror was shaded with white lines reflecting the glow from the blinks whisking rainbows along my lashes.He finally clicked the switch of the series of bulbs."Done!" Jared, that kind lady caged in a handsome body giggled while saying that.He fixed my hair in a professional way. It's in a high bun with a wrap-around braid. He kept it loose to recreate a little messy outcome. I love it!The girlish me inside want to shake him and make him realize that he's amazing, but, "thank you" that's the only phrase I uttered, surprisingly enough to make him smile widely.I'm standing right now in front of the mirror, the reflection shows a fully dressed and ready to attend the grand ball
Alyana's POV"The house is burning! Hurry and call for help!"Everyone was stirring like ants in a hot pan, saving every necessary thing that they could still bring out from the growing fire.Thick black smoke started to rise over the trees and condominiums along the highway next to a well-known park.People are moving from one direction to another, doing their best to help put the fire out. Crying and breaking down from despair for lost can bee seen on everyone's faces, may it be young or old. The growth of fire was the same swing of uproar. Almost everyone shows sadness, others are emotionless like blank sheets of useless paper- except for one.In the unlit corner of the street, a gir
"Let go! When will you stop?!" I shouted.At the moment, my sandals are already laid innocently into someplace on the darkness. I crossed the room barefoot."So will you let history repeat itself AGAIN, Alyana?" his smirk turned into a wide smile, those smile revealed his black smudged by cigarette gums and teeth, even from the dim light, it can still be discerned.The man with brown-dyed hair beside Troy found a spot in the conversation, he stepped forward and spoke in crossed arms, "Two years ago, in your lucky year of two thousand eighteen, of the date as today. Of the very similar event, our group almost killed you. I really wished to hell that it should have been your death rather than almost, but it was your lucky year indeed. The Grand Ball was postponed last year because of that encounter," he stopped to f