Freen's POV
AT THE ART GALLERY
Heng and I were just looking at some painting when,
"About Noey's party, why did you--"
"No reason." I instantly told him.
"Are you sure?."
SILENCE
"D-do you believe in magic?." I asked him.
"Of course not haha. Why?."
"N-nothing."
"Hmm are you having an existential crisis or something?. I mean that does happen to me every once in a while. But don't worry about it, that's normal. Sometimes life just feels like it doesn't mean anything." He said.
"N-no, I think this is more like a paradigm shift." I honestly told him.
"Why? Did you just suddenly found a proof that magic is real? Haha." He said.
"I guess I did." I sincerely said and slowly put my focus at the painting on the wall.
"Art is a window. A portal, a view into another world. Well that, I think is magic." Heng said, while staring at the same painting I'm looking at.
3 PM
Heng drove me back home. I was about to open our house door when I suddenly remembered that I need to borrow this book from Becky, so I went to their house next door which I had to open the door with a spare key that she gave me, which is odd.
I went straight to her room but she's not there. I found a note on her desk that states she went to the ball field with Saint.
Out of impulse, I grabbed my bike and drove there instantly with this heavy feeling inside my chest.
I saw her watching with the crowd in the bleachers as they cheered Saint's football team by which are currently playing for championship.
"Freen--" Becky said with a smile as I sat beside her.
"What are you doing here?." She asked.
"Shouldn't I be the one asking you that question?." I said sarcastically.
"Wait, are you mad at me? Did I do something wrong?." She asked, confused.
"You said you didn't like the guy, yet you're here supporting him like a proud girlfriend."
"Look, he's still my friend." She said defensively.
"How about me? I am your friend. Am I not enough?."
"Did you seriously come here to argue with me about that? G, you're acting like--"
"Like what? Becky, I'm acting like what?."
"A jealous girlfriend." She said with a serious tone.
"W-what? Why would--"
Goaaaal !
We instantly got distracted by Saint's point and forced ourselves to focus on the game instead.
Becky yet hesitant still rode the bike with me on the way home.
5 PM
In her room.
AWKWARD SILENCE
"I'm sorry." I sincerely said.
