Bring it on, Punk! (Bromance)

Chapter 6 - Indecent But Fun

Delier (Point of View)

Chand and I parted our way from the two for they had different classes. I couldn't shake the feeling of awkwardness between us. Perhaps we're not used to be together, in a way, "being at ease with each other".

He is one step ahead of me while we are walking through the hallway. Silence is apparent around us. I could not spilled any words from my mouth. Afraid of what would happen knowing there is nothing really to be anxious about. All I could do is follow him and keep a stare at his back. Anticipating for his next action and try to comply to it appropriately. The steps of our soles resonate in the empty hallway. Why in all the time where you need the sound of rambling and noises that the people made in the campus are not here?

Noticing we are near in our classroom and just one to two students are entering the class. Confound of the numbers with the students entering. I look at my phone justifying my assumption in time which is already time for our class.

"Hey!" I called the slim guy just entering the room. "I just want to ask if you notice only few students are getting inside and possibly know about it?"

"Ah they probably still outside of the building. Their is an ongoing, I think some sports activity and team recruiting happening currently" He elaborated as he gasp shortly pulling up his bag with his arms.

"Thanks!"

"Yeah no prob" He smiled back at me.

"Tsk" Sound I heard and turn my head to Chand as he pull himself up the stairs and walks farther from the front row. I quickly follow him oblivious that I had a poor eyesight. He is irritated again. Possibly in my fussy concerns. I'm not sure but the way he acts now, it's quite disappointing too.

He unfortunately move at the most back row of the room. He put down his clutch bag and seated and look at me intently. As I look at him, I'm thinking to sit back in the front row and advice him that I do had a poor eyesight. As I open my mouth, he beckon me to sit beside him. Patting the seat on his left side. I cut at my words and move swiftly beside him. How can I defy him? Retracting from his annoyance earlier is quite impressive and recovered by being polite. My mind drifting off in the though of him and from the tense of the moment with him. Seating with my bag still on me. Sitting stiffly and fixated my gaze on the blackboard. My eyesight was very blur as I look at the blackboard. Feeling tensed and stoic as I had when I'm with him again.

Chand (Point of View)

He sat down on my left side without removing his bag. I stare at him momentarily and seeing him very stiff and unease. Putting his two hands together and staring at the front board. He took some gulp and he sometimes awkwardly close his eyes. He slightly tense and sweating knowingly perhaps that he is still afraid of me or something. He might not used being with me like this. Showing my calmly, peaceful side.

I guess I can be good sometimes.

"Aren't you bringing that one down?" I asked him. Pointing at his bag

He turn to look at me and then suddenly realize that he is still wearing his bag. He do sure brings a lot of things. Some of it surely will be not useful and going to be a burden on him bringing it up to school. People sometimes had this mentality that they might need some sort of stuff in case something happens but most of the times, it's just an agony that brings them into senses of hapless apprehension and realize their discernment is quite inaccurate. Nevertheless, they think too much of things that not worthy.

"Oh, I'm sorry I just ah –" He lost at his words.

I rolled my eyes and left him at his perplex reaction and turn my attention at the front. Staring and gazing down at the students coming inside of the classroom.