I sat in one of the university garden's few benches, still in a shock. Suddenly I noticed my phone ringing for sometime, I immediately answered Professor Taylor.
"Kaia?" she sounded pissed.
"Professor I'm sorry I –"
"I want you in my office right now." She calmly said.
"Okay I'm on my way" I replied immediately.
She hanged the phone, I am on my way back inside my mind is still preoccupied about Luke transferring in our school.
It took me almost ten minutes to reach her office, I promise I'm already running but the campus is so huge that my legs started to scream in pain.
Still catching my breath, I fixed my hair a little and knocked on the door thrice, I leaned a little forward and slightly touched the door with my ear, I heard her say "Come in." And so I did.
The office smells like paper and a little aroma of coffee. The place is nice and clean, paper comes in bundle arranged neatly on the side. She's indeed a busy person. Plaques and certificates of appreciation hanging on the wall with the university history on one side of the room the chandelier is really huge making the place look classy with a brainy old lady waiting on her seat, hands clasped.
She smiled and instructed me to take the seat in front of her table, I'm relieved.
"Would you like some coffee?" she asked.
"No, I'm okay." I replied with a narrow smile.
"Wendy called me a while ago, perhaps do you know what's happening?" she asked, more serious right now.
I took my eyes off her and bowed my head a little.
"I'm sorry Miss but all I know is that she'll be gone for a week or two." I finally managed to say.
"Is that so? I thought you have an idea of what's going on. You are her best friend right?" she asked, now standing up.
I'm a little bit pissed off. I don't know why, maybe because it looks like I'm the "untrustworthy best friend" here or maybe I wanted to help her, but I couldn't.
"I'm sorry but she –"
"I understand. So I will not be dragging a seat for now. You may go, thank you for your time." She said with a smile.
"I'll be going now." I bowed a little to show respect.
I made my way out of the office and sighed out of relief.
"You're Kaia Jones, right?" someone grabbed my hand.
I already saw her in our campus, and I'm pretty sure she's a year younger than me. I wonder why she suddenly grabbed me and ask if I'm Kaia Jones.
I finally nod and smiled a bit.
"Then is it true that you and Luke Smith became together?" she grabbed my arm even tighter.
"What? –"
"Luke Smith posted a status in our website. He said he's transferring because of a certain girl." She said looking excited.
"If so – I am not that girl he's talking about." I faked a smile.
"My classmates researched everything about his life because you know he's pretty handsome, and your name is clearly written in his profile." She exclaimed.
"Oh I think I need to go, see you around." I glanced on my wristwatch as if I'm late for an important meeting.
I really don't know what to feel right now. It feels like I'm going to lose my consciousness in front of everybody. I just hate talking about my past. I just hate talking about me and Luke. I tried my hard to forget about him all these years, and to see him coming back for me it feels unreal.
I quickly made my way in the library, I have nowhere to go. I need some time to think somewhere peaceful and quiet. The library has a lot of vacant seats making it easier to find a good spot. I went to find some good books before I took a seat in an unoccupiedplace in the back part of the library.
I opened my phone and immediately visit our university's website.
A lot of recent posts were written in the "Student's Wall." I scrolled and scrolled until I find Luke's post last week.
"The weather is nice today, isn't it? But my day always seems incomplete. I am a student in California Academy but for the next two weeks I'll be transferring in your university guys. I wonder if you'll welcome me warm-heartedly. I would really be grateful if you'll help me out once I transferred there. I am so excited to see you guys in person. I have been reading comments the past few days and I'm thankful for all the wonderful messages you've sent me.
I just want to make my reason clear. I chose to transfer because of a certain girl. She's in the same year as me. I had loved her and I will always."-Luke Smith
I read it for almost a hundred times by now. I couldn't help myself but cry. The feeling is still here, pain and desire. I badly wanted to see him, talk to him again because in the first place we really didn't have a chance for a proper closure. The last time we've talked was the confession he made. After that conversation I made myself invisible to him, I ignored his calls and messages. He even tried to court me again like what he did before but it's all useless.
Still a part of me is in pain. I may not be the best girlfriend for her, but I swear to God I loved him even more than myself. Cheating on me like that isn't fair in the first place. It turned out like I'm not really sure if he really loved me.
He promised forever, I believed in him. He broke me like his promise and I willingly walked out of his life and accepted all the pain. But after a few years of moving out, I had found my new happiness, my new love, Hunter Williams.
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