I'm fighting with my own minds.
Harry and Zaeim's class won by 7-5 goals. It was an awesome team-play and I admired boys for some reasons. They were resting by the side of the soccer field. They were celebrating. I bet that's how Harry and Zaeim felt when me and Rena were celebrating at the tennis court with our classmates, being left behind. We were staring at both of them, however, even though we're not able to join them up close, we can feel their happiness. Their joys. 'Sheira?' Rena called for me. I turned toward her and saw her face. It looked like she's been calling me for a while. 'sorry. What is it?' I asked. She shakes her head. 'you looked worrying..' she said a bit wondering. I smiled. I turned toward Harry and Zaeim again. 'hey, let's go there' said Muaz suggesting.
I stared deeply toward Harry when we arrived near them. He looked different. Something is different. I noticed that Harry kept on avoiding the eye-contact with me. Why? Does he think I stared at him because I fell for him? Geez. 'Harry' I called him. He turned to me for a few second and then averted his eyes from me. 'come with me for a second' I said again and this time I got every one's attention. Well, his classmates were still being noisy, being happy for the win. Silence. I sighed and left the court slowly.
'Harry' Zaeim sapped on Harry's shoulder. He was asking Harry to follow me. Harry slowly got up on his feet and followed after me.
I was sitting down at a corner not too far from the court. He came to me. I glares at him. 'what? why you're being angry?' he asked. 'sit down' I sat. 'what?' he asked me again. I glares at him again. 'sit...down, Harry' I pressed my voice tone. Unwillingly, he sat down in front of me. 'it's this one, right?' I asked while grabbing his right foot. 'urgh' he was surprised. I giggled.
'I noticed it when you're playing soccer' I said observing his right foot. 'it's swollen' I paused. 'what do you think you're doing!? You got to dance for tomorrow night!' I was angry at him. He was being very quiet and obedient. I grabbed a herb lotion from my backpack. 'what are you doing?' he finally speaks. I gazed at him. I smiled.
'don't worry. This is not poison' I said while applying the lotion herb to his foot. 'it smells good' he said. 'of course' I paused. 'this herbs lotion is efficient. That swollen spot will recover in no time if you keep reapplying it' I said. I close the lotion cap and hand it over to him. 'thanks' he said short. 'just don't forget to return the herb lotion back. It's something that contains mother-love in it' I joked. He chuckles. 'I can buy this myself' he said. I shakes my head. 'no, my grandmother made this' I said being proud. He laughed.
'what were you two doing?' Zaeim and the others came toward us. 'she..noticed about my foot' said Harry. The boys went silent. 'eh? Your foot? why?' asked Rena. 'I twisted my foot last night during the practice' explained Harry. 'oh, that's how it happened' I said. He turned to me and chuckles. 'that was quite awesome, Sheira. To be able to notice it' said One. 'I'm a herbal specialist expert's granddaughter' I said being proud again.
After being very happy with my class and Harry's class wins, we were asked to gather in the middle of the field. The closing ceremony were held there. Our lecturers attend the ceremony as well. We went to separate ways joining our class together. He had fun. It will be one of our meaningful last-semester memories. In one more month, we will go leave this college and will go to separate ways for our future.
That night, The Coffees and Rhythm gathered together at The Coffees's practice room. Well, since our room is bigger than theirs. Since we're already gather together, we decided to hold a celebration with a little snacks and beverage. While having the party, we showed what we've practiced a little bit to Rhythm for some opinions and comments.
'The Coffees already pros, right? Why there's a need for opinions?' asked Tod teasing us about being the pros. We laughed. 'we're comrades, right' said Ash.
As I finish my last bite on the Cadburry Choco bar, I grabbed my guitar and head to a corner. The rest of The Coffees were practicing at another corner. Actually, we have nothing much to practice since our dialogue and script will be spontaneous. However, we want everything to be perfect and smooth. The Coffees will be doing musical comedy with spontaneous theme for tomorrow night. Talk about the dinner, honestly I have nothing to wear for it. I sighed. I focused too much in the performance, I forgot about my outfit. Fira and Shila will only prepare the outfit for the performance, not for the dinner. Rena said I should wear dress since I rarely wears them.
From afar, I glanced toward Zaeim and Harry. Risya surprisingly came to see our practice. She oftenly come over ever since I introduce Rhythm to hear. Well, it all happened by coincident. I was talking with Harry that one day and she was with me. After I told her about Rhythm, she often came to watch the us. Well our practice rooms were not too far from each other. Risya is pretty, I know. I sighed, it must be very good to be pretty.
'jealous?' Harry surprised me as he popped up in front of me out of nowhere. I almost blurt some swears at him. He laughed. 'what do you mean by jealous?' I asked. I turned away from him as I want to concentrate on the guitar. 'that roommate of yours, what kind a girl is she?' he asked. 'why? want to try her out?' I asked. He chuckles. 'nothing. It's your roommate, I don't want to say anything' he said. I was puzzled.
'by the way, why are you playing the guitar? aren't you suppose to practice the drama?' he asked. He was bothering me for some reason. I glanced at him. It was suppose to be a secret so I can;t tell him why I was practicing with the guitar. Silent. 'whose guitar is this?' he asked. 'mine' I said. 'liar' he said. I laughed. 'Adim's' I said. His expression somehow changed. It was really belonged to Adim though.
'tomorrow, let's do our best' I said encouraging him. He smiled. 'still, rest well. About your foot, it should be okay if you don't overdo tonight' I said again. He laughed. 'yes, mom' he said joking. I laughed too. He stared at me. 'Sheira' he paused. I was really absorbed into my guitar practice.
'let's talk about us seriously'
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