Behind the Glasses

Spotlight

Is it bad that I cried and got butterflies while writing this??

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Currently, it's Tuesday.... Im in English working on Pride and Prejudice alone, for The third day in a row. Today is the day of the talent show, remember that thing that Harry told me he would do? Yeah, that. Speaking of Harry, Harry has not called nor texted me back. He hasn't been at school or work either. I don't know what's going on with him but I'm going to talk to him.......eventually.

"Okay class so as you know today is the most anticipated event of the year, our annual talent show!" And the whole class goes wild, I mean honestly, at my old school talent shows were lame... Not here.

"Yes, yes.... we are all thrilled, anxious, and excited, BUT that doesn't mean you can just slack off" Mr. Fitz says eyeing up the class. "On that note, start working on your Pride and Prejudice project."

So I try my best to work on my project and pick up from where I left but 30 minutes later and I'm still staring at page 79.

"Are you okay?" Taylor whispers to me I nod my head but don't look at her, I'm too deep in thought. But I finally give in to her constant calls and just talk to her,

"Psst" Jessica says to get my attention, "where is he?!" She mouths, it's amazing she know what's wrong without even having to ask.

"I have no clue." I whisper back

"He hasn't answered your calls or te-"

"Miss Jessica!" Mr. Fitz voice interrupts her and she cringes at her name echoing through the classroom. "There is no talking, unless you would like to help Miss Ally considering her partner has been sick."

"Yes, Mr. Fitz, I'd love to help Ally, that's what I was just doing" she answers and I snicker at her awful lying.

"I would hope so Jessiva." He says looking back down to his Mac. she scoots her desk next to mine.

"So lets talk Pride and Prejudice... Why hasn't he answered you?" She whispers the last part

"I don't know."

"So hes all cute and lovey doves mysterious bad boy boyfriend like protective person and all of a sudden he goes M.I.A.?"

"Pretty much..."

"Wow..."

"Alright class its aboutn15 till so im going to need you to go back tou your desk." Mr. Fitz says.

**15 minutes later**

"Alright, So ill need need everyone to head to the gym quietly an-" before Mr. Fitz can finish everyone is running towards the gym screaming down the hall. Jessica grabs my hand and uses her long legs, racing to the gym and dragging me with her.

"Why are we running!!!!" I yell

"Because we want GOOD SEATS!" She says in a 'duhh' tone of voice, "you obviously still dont realize how big this show really is" and when we enter the gym i ginally understand. I don't even recognize it, you know when they turn a basketball sports arena into a concert venue with the lights and the smoke machines and the band equipment on the giant stage and the barricades and security guards, yep, that's what our gym looks like at this very moment and lucky for me, Jess snags us Two front row seats right in the center.

"Oh my lord, this looks like a concert!" I say looking around

"It basically is, I told you this is THE BIGGEST EVENT EVER!" She says very loudly over the commotion of anxious students in the gym.