18. sage green and.

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Erela's POV :

Thank God and his goodness, my conversation with Lance didn't get that long.
I'm now going to practice again as the recess has ended.
I'm kinda sick and tired of this practice by now.
It's exhausting as heck.
But anyways it's going to end soon as the school Christmas event is coming.

I go and sit on my usual spot and read my script again.
Because I've got nothing else to do.
That's when Zion comes and sits beside me.
I look up at him.
He has a light smile on his face.
A smile that would light up my world.
My world filled with chaos, this time.
It's never be this chaotic and unnerving.
And because of that I'm burnt out.

Please give me this smile more often,
I cherish it so much.
Even if it's a little smile.
It brings me some type of calmness to this storm of a world, I'm in right now.

And now that I've seen this smile,
I'll try hard to get him to smile more.
Even if it's little smile.

"Bored?" He questions, looking at me, in the eyes.

"More like exhausted." I replied.

"Same here." He says.

"This is why I don't like doing MCs and speeches anymore." He adds, looking at his script now.

"Did you always do MCs and speeches before?" I asked.

"Yeah, always." He replies.

"I used to like giving speeches and MCs at first but then I was being overworked for it and everyone had such high expectations which was so much pressure all at once, you know doing both studies and this and basketball. It was too much." He added.

"I understand. It's quite the same with me as well." I say.

"Yeah, this year all the MCs and speeches you did. You are new here right?" He says.

"Yup. Why did you stop giving speeches?" I ask.

"You probably didn't know this but as you go to junior year then you stop participating in such events. As you have to be more focused in your academics." He replies.

"Oh right. So why are you doing it, I mean you're good, no you're great at this but like you're in junior year so you shouldn't be doing this for the Christmas event, right?" I ask, genuinely curious.

"I have no idea, I mean shouldn't be doing this yet I am but probably because it's Christmas function and our school is really famous in London and all over the world, it's always on the news so maybe the management wants it to be the best performance yet." He replies.

"Ohh, makes sense." I say.

That's when the school bell rings.
And I say "Alright then see you, all the best for the match. You will win nevertheless."

"Thankyou and bye." He says and we both leave to our classrooms.

~

I'm at my house right now.
It's 3:00 p.m.
Daytime.
I have decided to go to Uncle Rogers to get more information about this stalker of mine.
I'll be going by 4 or 4:30.
So yeah.
I should do my homework right now a bit as it's not too much and then I'll get ready.

~

Done with homework.
It's 4:15 or something.
I'll start getting ready now.

I chose to wear a red wine coloured hoodie with light washed blue baggy jeans. I tied my hair in a messy bun also wore my usual jewellery and wore red Converse.

Done with that.
After clicking a few pictures.
I get out of my house.
I told the maids that I'm going out as my mom isn't home today, she probably with to shopping her friends as she was telling me about this plan last night. I did still text her though just in case. I told her that I'm going to my friend's house just for hanging out, didn't tell her which friend though.

I took a cab and leave.

~

I'm right now in Uncle Rogers office.
Sitting and having a talk with him about this number of my admirer more like stalker.

"So as you advised me, Uncle. I blocked that number but as you suspected it did reached out to me with a different number." I informed.

"What do you now advice me to do?" I questioned.

"Hmm, give me that old number and this new number. I'll do my search and then I'll tell you what you should do." He answered.

"Did you tell your father or mother about this?" He asked, looking concerned.

"No, not yet. But I sure will after what you advice me to do." I replied.

"Definitely do. This might turn out to be serious." He said.

I nodded.

"You can come see me tomorrow morning after 11 or this same time." He told.

"Alright then, I'll take my leave. Thank you again, Uncle. See you tomorrow." I said with a smile and he smiled back as I then walked out of his office.

After waiting for a few minutes, I took another cab and went to my house.

~

It's 10 in the night.
I had my dinner, for today's dinner I had Korean barbeque with my parents.
It was so good.
I'm right now in my room, I just finished my homework and did my usual night time routine.
I'm wearing this adorable PJ's which Lance actually gifted me.
Did I tell you this?
He gifted this to me this May.
It's this sage green button up with the same coloured flared pants.
The moment he got to know that my favourite colour is green.
The next day he gifted me this.
I love the PJ's.
You know, that he has green eyes.
Light green eyes.
Yet, they give out such dark, dirty and magical aura.
Once you look him in the eyes, it's almost impossible to look away.
His eyes hold so much of depth in it, that it would take an eternity to figure out its significance.
His eyes are so interesting.
I can look at him for forever and still not get bored.

That's when I got a text.
I expected it to be that stalker of mine.
But it's actually Lance.
Lance?

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