Chapter Twelve: Frustration

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Jran's Point Of View

I BROUGHT SOME energy drinks before I went to Kent's school, he texted me last night that he'll have early training so I brought some energy drinks for him and his teammates.

But... This is my first time here and I don't know where is the locker room.

I was searching for someone who wore tracksuit uniform of baseball team of Eternal University when a guys wearing a same tracksuit as Kent everytime he went home passed by, I called him to seek help.

“Hey! Do you play in baseball team?” I asked and he gave me a nod.

“Pwede ko bang malaman ang Locker room n'yo? I'm looking for Kent Elfiedel.” I remarked as he looked at me confusedly and even monitored the clothes I wore.

“You look familiar...” He mumbled and I was like 'huh?'

It's my first time here, tho.

“Kent was there, Sino ka nga pala?” Tanong niya and pointed where Kent was.

“I am Jran Holt, Kent's fiancee.” I answered and his jaw dropped.

“You're his fiancee?”

“Yeah, why?” I asked his reaction.

“N-Nothing, miss. Kanina kasi... May pumunta at hinahanap din si Kent.” He explained and I turned to face him.

“Who? Do you know?” I asked curiously.

I'm having some thoughts and what ifs because of this guy. But I shouldn't overthink, Kent wouldn't do that.

“She wore a uniform like... Uhm... Bingo! she wore Rexel uniform.” He remarked.

I nodded, so she wore navy blue colored uniform? Rexel have two types of uniform; the navy blue colored one for the average students and the red colored uniform for the elite or should I say project einstein's students.

That girl didn't go beyond my level so I shouldn't overthink.

“Oh? Really? Her brain was cheap—” This guy cutted me off all of a sudden.

“I'm not sure if it's really the Rexel uniform because it's red...” He paused as I raised my brow.

“Like yours.” He pointed out the uniform I wore but out of the blue someone freaking call me in the middle of my investigation.

“Hold on!”

I answered the call turns out to be our head of the project einstein or in other words the old-adviser from GiU.

“Jran Holt speaking.” I stated.

“Where are you Ms. Holt?” She asked with a hint of seriousness in her voice.

I raised my brow and checked the time, I'm not even late.

“Why, miss?” I asked her back.

“Why are you roaming around when we're trying to clean the mess that einstein made?” She yelled kaya nalayo ko ang phone ko sa ear ko.

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