Star * Heart

Chapter 7

OMG!!!! OMG!!

'he-yy..' i said shimmering. the person throw a tennis ball at me and hit my shoulder softly.

'hey!' i got mad.

'it's hurt?' he asked.

'yeah, dude!' i was still being mad.

'than, you're not dreaming' he smirked.

OH GOD! It's Harry!! It's him. its really him! he hit me and its hurt. i'm not dreaming! OH GOSH.

'oii...' Harry waved his hand in front of my face. i woke up from my screaming inside of my head.

'wait..what? Harrry?' i asked pointing my index finger at him. 'did your parents teach you not to point like that to people. it's rude' he said. i sighed. 'yup, it you for real alright' i said. i stands up on my feet and move away from him. he chuckles. 'hey, why are you running away?' he asked. 'i'm not running' i said. 'why are you avoiding me?' he asked again. 'i'm not' i said while moving away from him. 'Sheira..' he grabbed my shirt from the back. i turned to him. he lifted his left eyebrow and stares deeply into my eyes. 'calm down' he said again. i took a deep breath. i sat down on the grass next to the tennis court. i continue watching my friends playing the tennis. he sat next to me.

'i'm not dreaming?' i asked him. he laughed. 'no' he said. 'then, why are you here?' i asked him again bluntly. i was shocked. 'that was, blunt' he said. 'so? answer me' i said in urge. he faced forward avoiding eye contact with me. 'i transfers here for this semester' he said. 'why?' i asked. 'no reason' he said.

'now i get the reason why my dad transfered me here' - harry.

harry was staring at me. 'what?' i asked. 'i didn't know that you're studying here' he said. 'well, you didn't ask. we didn't talk about our studies at all, right?' i said. 'yeah. but, you seems to know that i didn't study here' he said. 'yes, i know. my mom told me about it' i said. 'i see' said Harry

'hey!' Rena came and surprised me from behind. 'Rena~' i said after taking my breath deeply. 'did i surprised you?' she asked. i glares at her. she giggles. she turned to Harry and i can guess what is she thinking. 'please..don't stare at him like that. he will misunderstood' i said to Rena. she punched me being embarrassed. 'so, friend?' harry asked. 'yeah. this is Rena' i introduced Rena to Harry. i turned him to Rena, 'Rena, this is...urm..Harry' i said a little stammering. 'oh, he's...' before Rena manage to finish her words, i covered her mouth. 'mmmhhhh' she was struggling. 'you know me?' harry asked. 'no' i answered. harry averted his eyes to mine a while and then back to Rena. 'i asked Rena, Sheira' he said. i released my hand from Rena's mouth. 'oh, its nothing. wrong person' said Rena helping me out.

'anyway, we should be heading back. the sun almost set' i said while looking at my wrist watch. 'right, we have practice tonight too' said Rena remembering my schedule for that night. 'ah, right. i almost forgot' i said. 'practice?' asked Harry. 'oh, me and Sheira entered the performance for our dinner night' said Rena. i punched her arm softly. 'Rena~' i said. 'wow, what will you perform?' he asked. 'drama' replied Rena again. i glares at her sharp. she laughed. Harry chuckles. 'can i go to watch?' he asked. 'no' i said, 'yes' Rena said in sync. i turned to her and shakes my head. 'sorry, Harry. our practice is a very top secret. you should watch on the dinner night' i said.

'we're in a hurry..see you next time, maybe' i said while pulling Rena's hand. 'wait, did you two exchange numbers?' asked Rena. i pulled Rena's hand hard. both of us had the eye-contact session for a short time. 'right! about that, i forgot to ask you about that last time' harry paused. he took his iphone from his pocket. silence.

Harry turned to me. 'Sheira?' he called my name. 'what?' i said. 'you number?' he asked. 'wa-wait..what?' i asked not getting whats going on. 'give me your number' he said again. 'oh, okay.. urm..give me your phone. i'll key it in' i said reaching out my hand at him. he gave his phone and i gave him his number. wow! its this simple?!

'well, see you soon' said Rena while i was pulling her hand with me away from Harry. i glares at her.

'what? i helped you' she said...'yeah, right. its not like he's gonna text me or anything' i said.

well....i hope..