Three Days to Change Our Future

CHAPTER 6

On the way to my room, somebody held my hand to stop me from walking away. My heartbeat becomes louder than the words my mind. I turned back, then my eyes saw my best friend looking at me with a serious face. Nervously, there was only one question in my head.

"Would-Would you explain why Matron needs you in her office?"

There's a pause in the air when suddenly a smile appears on a pale face. Sweet laughs resounded in the hallways as Trix glanced at me with her mouth still making the little bell sound. My cheeks were full of embarrassment and fondness for her. I need to keep my poker face until she noticed why I was asking her that question.

"Is that why you keep staring at me all the dinner?"

She's calming herself down, her laughter becomes weaker as she smiles at me. I almost forgot how to reply to her.

"Yeah—wait, is it that obvious?"

"Of course, silly Viona. But... I didn't think it was jealousy," Trix snickered when she saw me in red, "I'm sorry that I left you out."

"It's okay-it's okay," my hand fanned my face to cool it down, "I'm-I'm just interested-ted in why you had to go to Matron-Matron's office."

"Really?"

"Ye-yeah, I'm worried-I'm worried because this is the first time you have to-to-to go to Matron's office without me."

"I see," Her gaze softened. Then, she smiled while patting my shoulders.

"Don't worry about me, I promise you, you'll hear it from me later," Trix said as she walked away, waving her hand.

"I will see you in the morning."

"See you..."

My hand waved back and guided me to my room. I wandered the corridor to the room and rested my tired body on the mattress.

Haa... Honestly, that conversation still bugs me. There are so many things that were still mysterious to me. Why Matron need Trix to be in her office room in the first place? She said I shouldn't be worry, but is she though? Is she know something I didn't?

Most importantly, was this happened in the past or I'm just forgot about this? If I was forgot about this... Couldn't that meant, this already happen in that timeline?

I gave up. Thinking about this is not my best quality. Trying not to think about it again, I practiced my magic secretly. It's weaker than it used to be, yet my magic seems to be like something from the older me. With more practice, I'm sure it will be the same again.

After practicing one hundred times and beingsatisfied with the result, my eyes slowly fell into slumber.