FALLING SLOWLY

10

The next day when Mira wakes up, she stretches with a smile on her face; glad to have come on this field trip as aged forgotten about all her problems.

But then suddenly, her mind drifts off to Andrew's drunken confession last night as the smile on her face suddenly disappeared.

"What do I do? I can't act as if it never happened. That might hurt Andrew's feelings" She mumbles.

Grumbling, she pulls out her hair. "I don't know, honestly"

Deciding not to dwell on it too much, Mira climbs down from her bed as she moves to the bathroom to shower.

When she was all freshened up, Mira left her room as she headed to the dining; where she was sure the others were gathered and she was right.

Each and every one of the them looked like they'd just been hit by a bus; Mira stiffles a laughter over this as she joined them by the dinning table.

"Can you still laugh this morning?" Valentina questioned Mira, jealous that she didn't feel like hell.

Mira smiles. "Yes, I can. Wait here while I get you some warm milk"

Mira climbs down from the chair she was seated on as she makes her way towards the refrigerator.

On opening it, she saw a cartoon of milk. She reaches out for it but  it turns out that she wasn't the only one who had warm milk in mind; an unknown hand had grabbed the milk with her.

Mira looks back to see who it was and on realization that it was Andrew, she instantly backed away.

"Y-You can have it" She stuttered.

Andrew robbed his eyes, unbothered. "We can share it"

Mira watchs Andrew as she grabs the milk cartoon from the refrigerator and makes his way to the others by the dining table.

She placed her hands over her beating chest. "What was that, Mira? I thought we agreed that we weren't going to treat him differently?" She mumbles.

"But why is he so fine after confessing to me that way?" Mira continues her mumbles offended this time. "Does he not remember or was it actually a mistake?"

"How long are you going to keep talking to yourself?" A voice questions from behind her making Mira yelp, throwing her hands over her mouth.

She looked back to see that it was Kyle. "Sir, you're awake?"

"Yes. Move if you are going to hug the refrigerator"

"Ah, yes.." Kyle watchs Mira scamper away as she rejoins the others by the dining table.

"She's obviously bothered by Andrew's confession" Kyle mumbled and in truth; he was bothered by it too.

Kyle joins the rest by the dinning table. "What would you all like to eat this morning?"

"We get to eat this morning?" Valentina questions. "I thought we'll be leaving today"

Kyle nods his head. "And we will but in the evening, you all are pretty much hung over right now"

"That's right"

"I'll eat anything, sir" Hazel says with a smile; it was obvious she was trying to get into Kyle's good book. "I've never been a picky eater"

"That's great, then. I'll go prepare something for y'all"

"You? Why?" Mira questioned, wide eyed.

"I told the maids to take the day off today"

"But still, can you be in the kitchen all alone? Let me join you"

Kyle was about to refute Mira's help but a sudden thought that she helping him out in the kitchen will distance her from Andrew suddenly crossed his mind.