The project

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I had a morning class and after that I went to the library. I wanted to borrow some new books.

I was wearing black knee-high boots, a dark blue trench jacket, black suit pants and a black tight knitwear. I had my earphones in my ears, listening to Amy Winehouse. I like to hear my shoes clicking on the floor as I walk in back to school to my last class of the day.

I walked to the familiar auditorium to my place. My heart started racing as I saw Luka sitting there already. He lifted his brown eyes from a book, which made me look away from him.

I walked past him to my seat and sat down. I gave him a quick look. I tried to look what book he was reading but I didn't reconcile it. I took my laptop from my bag as I checked from Snapchat where Anastasia was. She seemed to be almost at her class, which made me relieved. I saw that Mila was in school already, as she's such a conscientious person. Love was at school too though they go to different schools.

I was checking my emails while the professor walked in. "Good morning class", professor Sedford started. I closed my email and aimed my attention to him. "I have chosen your partners to your project. The list and the instructions will be found on the same documents which I've shared with all of you", he continued. I quickly opened his document, scrolling nervously to see my name.

My eyes widened and my chest rose as I saw my name written next to Luka's. I turned my head slowly to look at him. He was still scrolling but when he got to his name, he turned to look at me as shocked as I was looking at him. I scrunched my eyebrows and crossed my arms over my chest.

"This can't be true", Luka mumbled as he crossed his arms over his chest. I let a sigh out as I pouted.

Luka has met Anastasia multiple times and I've met his friends too. This project will be hell. He studying my behavior around Anastasia until December? Fuck no.


As the bell rang and people started to pack their bags, I ran to the professor's desk. "Sir, you can not put us as partners. Please, I beg you, give me someone else", I said as I scrunched my eyebrows together. He looked at me confusedly and said finally, "I'm sorry miss Silin, you two have to get along. Maybe this project will help you two if you have some...problems", while emphasizing the last word.

"Sir- you have to give me someone else", Luka said from behind me, making me turn around. "You heard what I told to miss Silin. I'm sure you two will do great work", the professor said while packing his bag. I gave him a small smile and nod, accepting my fate as he left the room.

I turned around to face Luka. He was leaning on the desk, his hands in the pockets of his jeans. I let a big sigh out and stomped out of the auditorium angrily.

Suddenly Anastasia stopped me on the hallway, making me flinch. "Girl, you look like you're gonna kill someone", she laughed. I couldn't help but to let out a laugh. "I got paired up with Luka for a project", I said as I put my hand on my forehead and closed my eyes. "Oh my god...", Anastasia whispered in disbelief.


Anastasia picked me up in the evening since I needed to get away from Havenwood. Weeknd's Heartless was playing on full volume as we rolled down the windows, trying to enjoy the last warm nights that summer left behind. We were both singing, well more like screaming along to it.

The wind blew in my hair as I closed my eyes and breathed that cold air when the song finished and Lana Del Rey came on. I looked at the dark ocean from the bridge as we were leaving Havenwood. The lights far away made the ocean sparkle a little. I smiled to myself.

"Did you meet up with that guy after school?", Anastasia asked as she looked to the back mirror. "Yeah", I answered and sighed, not wanting to think about work. "How much?", Anastasia asked quietly. "500", I answered and showed her the envelope. She nodded and asked, "How was it?". I bit my lip before saying, "Normal...dinner, then to hotel".

I put my hand outside the window, feeling like I could touch the air. I loved how it felt on my hand...so light. I felt so alive but at the same time not. Because living isn't light.



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