when it hurts but it hurts so good

CHAPTER - 9: THE ANNUAL DAY

Finally, the day came. We all came to the school by 12:30 and assembled in a class. The teacher was happy and was walking down the corridor. The buses started to move by 12:50, and we were going to another branch of our school. Traveling was fun; we all bought snacks, and we were eating and going. We reached the place because the buildings were so tall. We all liked the place more than our school, and the teachers again made us sit in one class, and we were waiting for more than 2 hours. They gave us the costumes, and one guy was ironing the clothes while the rest of us were playing. Then we went to the other block, where the make-up artists were; bruh, no one was actually interested in having those make-ups on our faces. To be honest, without make-up, only our faces were good. The time passed somehow, and then they called us on stage to perform. We actually performed so well that day; the energy was so good that we finished our dance. On the back stage, the teacher’s eyes’ were filled with tears.On the annual day, they also arranged dinner for the parents and students. Yes, my parents also came there. I called my parents and asked them to bring my phone, and they also bought it and gave it to me.Now yes,I couldn’t call Misha there. I was sad while dancing on the stage, and my eyes were searching for her. I knew she was not there, but still. I texted her and asked her to come, but then she said she didn’t have transport facilities to come...The day was amazing. not gonna lie, because this was the first time I performed something on the stage.