Star * Heart

Chapter 11

It's true..now I know him more..but, it's not enough

I turned around again after I heard the name 'Harry'. I focus at every boys there and saw a boy wearing a black and red stripes snapback. 'that snapback looks familiar' I said to myself. The boy turned around. 'ah!' I said aloud. The boy look at me and he was surprised. The other boys as well. His friends were staring at me and then at Harry continuously. 'no way....he's dancing' I slowly walk backward. 'Sheira?' Harry slowly walks toward me. 'urgh, i don't know what to do!' I wondered. Without me noticing, I ran away. 'hey!!' Harry tried to stop me but, well, I ran very fast.

'great!' – Harry.

I took a deep breath after I arrived at my practice room. My team members were surprised seeing me like that. I guess it's their first time seeing me like that. 'did you saw a ghost? where? take me there' asked Ash being interested in ghost. I glares at him. 'no..i saw someone i knew' i said. 'and you ran away?' asked Fira being suspicious. Rena came near me. 'Harry?' she asked. This time, I glares at her. 'nevermind. stop asking. Here, drinks for every one' i said while giving out the drinks. I stares at Ash for a while. 'hey, Ash..come here for a sec' I said while going to a corner a little away from the members.

'what is it?' he asked. 'do you know who will participate for tomorrow's audition?' I asked. 'what do you mean?' he asked. 'you know..team..' i can't find any suitable words to say. He smiled. 'there will be two bands, two drama team including us, three solo singers and two syair team' he paused. He did a thinking for a while. 'oh, the crews said there will be a new team that just register' he said. I can guess who that might be. 'what team?' I asked. 'a dance team' said Ash. 'so, there will be one dance team? they will surely be chosen, right?' I asked. 'no, no. it depends, if they don't attract the audience, they can also be disqualified' explained Ash. 'i see..' i said understanding about the info. Ash smirked. 'anyway, why do you suddenly interested in the dance group, Sheira?' asked Ash. 'it's nothing' I avoided the topic and continue my practice.

'why did he entered the performance team as well?' 'is he finally attracted to perform?' I am confused. It was weird. I never thought that he would participate in the performance. We will definitely compete with each other. We are rivals now. While I was being confused, a text message arrived, I read the text,

'oh, it's from the same number as before' I said before reading it.

'Sheira, when will you finish your practice? I want to meet you for a while, Harry' – I read the text. 'I knew it! this number, it's Harry' I said to myself. 'why?' asked Rena. She was staring at me bluntly. 'it;s Harry. He wants to meet me after practice' I said. Rena smiles. 'then, go' she said. 'I will. There are things I want to sort it out with him' I said.

'I will wait for you nearby, talk alone with him, kay' that's what Rena said to me when she decided to let me talk to Harry alone near the small lake next to the building. I saw Harry and the bench we used to sit together. I saw 4 more boys there. 'hurm, those boys will go away when i get there, right?' i asked myself.

'hey, Sheira' said Harry when I'm close enough to him. I stayed silent. Being timid. I stared at the other 4 boys who are constantly staring at me as well. Harry noticed the staring. 'guys, this is Sheira. Sheira, these are my friends' he paused. I nods. 'o-okay..why?' I asked myself. 'anyway, boys..now you've meet her...both of us need some time alone, now' said Harry chasing away his friends. 'oh, right. okay' said Zaeim pulling the other boys away with him. As both of me and Harry awkwardly watch them went a little bit further, I turned my head to Harry. He was staring at me.

'what?' I asked being cold. Harry was surprised of my behavior. 'why are you mad?' he asked. 'i'm not' i said. he chuckles. 'this is girls..being mad, but said they don't. liars' he mocked me. I glares at him. 'what do you want?' i asked him again. he sighed.

'obviously, you're mad' – Harry.

'why did you ran away just now after I called you?' he asked. 'i just happened to run away on my own' I answered honestly. silence.

'you were practicing for tomorrow's audition?' I asked. He nods. 'so, you're participating as well' I said again. 'yeah' he said. 'why?' i asked. 'why? errr..just feeling wanting to do it' he said. I look elsewhere. 'so, how did your practice went?' he asked me. 'everything is good' i replied. 'what drama are you guys plotting?' he asked. 'sorry, I can't tell you that. especially to a rival' I said glaring at him. He was surprised. He never sees this me yet, so it's not weird to see him surprised like that. I sighed. 'sorry, Harry. When it comes to this matter..I'm quite competitive' I said. Harry suddenly gave out his serious expression as well. His eyes are very deep. 'it's funny' he said chuckling a bit. 'what is?' i asked. 'that you're being serious in a polkadots trousers' he said while laughing a little. I blushed.

'you!' I raised my fist at him but didn't punch him at all. I exhales. 'you're serious, indeed. why?' he asked. I glances at him. I turned to the lake. 'the team members are like my family. we've been this far since the last semester, we won many awards. even thou the performance on the dinner night is not a competition..but, we wants to give the best of us' I paused. 'it's a gratitude from us..to everyone that have been supporting us all this time' I said. He was staring at me as I turned toward him. He smiles. 'that is so like you' he whispers. 'what did you say?' I asked since I can't hear him well. 'nothing' he said.

'anyway, I don't plan on losing tomorrow's audition. I will fight as well' he said being confident. 'and why is that? it's your first time performing here..the dance group is new as well' i said. 'Sheira, just like you guys.. you expressed your feelings through drama..us..'he paused.

'we will express our joyful feeling for being a student here..through dance' he said. For a second, he was very cool saying that.

'anyway, I don't plan on losing' he said ending the talk. I smiles. 'well, I plan to' I paused. He was surprised and turned to me in curious. 'I plan to win' I end my talk as well. He chuckles.

'that's why..he said that...' – me

'i will stood up to you...you will find me very cool, Sheira' he said this..that day...now I know why.

Prove to me Harry. That you're cool. Deceived me with your goofiness. Attract me with your charm. I'm looking forward of being a diamond that can never be broken , even by you