Dealing With The Elite Four

XV

PETER

A/N: Sa wakas din! Hahahaha

I watched in silence as Reggie shouted at and scolded the next person who's going to sing.

Right now, I'm inside the EGCG Club as one of the judges for their ongoing audition.

Reggie's the Vice President of the club and he wants every member of the club to be perfect or competent.

He wants the Glee Club to have the glory every year by its performance and it means that the members should really know how to sing and listen.

And I'm surprised when I saw who is it that joined -Matt Carlson Evans.

He's the one who got beaten by my friends and the reason is just because he accidentally threw his foods on us.

The boy is help less and pitiful that day but no one tried to help him, I can't blame the students though because the ones who were beating him up that day were my friends.

Friends who are being feared at and avoided because of their names, position, and influence.

"Hello, my name is Matt Carlson Evans and I'm going to sing Pusong Ligaw by Jericho Rosales." He said and looked down.

Soon, the music started to play and I leaned on the chair where I am sitting.

Good voice...

He knows how to sing. He really feels the emotion and he can convey it to his listeners.

Even Reggie became silent as he listens to Matt.

When the music stopped, Matt opened his eyes just to be shocked from all the clapping.

After that, we all gave our comments about him and his talent/singing and with no doubt, he got accepted.

The moment he went back stage, I stood up and told Myra that I'll go somewhere.

Myra is the club's secretary and I am the President.

Myra didn't ask me and instead, let me do what I want. Moments later, I was at the back of Matt whose eyes became wide when he saw me.

He's afraid of me, isn't he?

I watched how he tensed up and how his shoulder became stiff. I sighed before I went near him.

"Good performance." I said, complimenting him.

He averted my gaze by looking down, "t-thank you." He said.

"Hey, why so stiff?" I asked.

Is he really that afraid of me? I mean, I was the one who saved him after all.

Slowly, he was able to look and face me, "a-and thank you for saving me the other day. Y-You helped m-me a lot." He added.

I scratched the back of my head and smiled at his reaction.

Now, he's awkward.

"Matt Carlson, right?" I asked.

He quickly nodded, "don't be afraid of me, okay? I am not like those three." I said.

He gulped, "b-but you are friends with t-them, which means I-I need to avoid you." He said, voice is trembling.

Oh, geez! This is what I get for having three bastard-kind of friends.

"And who told you that?" I asked, again.

Matt then started looking at my back, as if he wants to go but I blocked the way.