on occasions like this, student governments are always the stressed one. We are very busy decorating for the candlelight dinner later. well not really that busy there are senior boys helping us carry the big loads. mostly Chris's group of friends.
I am now decorating some flowers for the aisle while the jocks are playing in the tables, I just let them play, they are already done helping anyway. I don't care about them, just don't disturb me when i am doing something.
It is all fine, it is very beautiful, i know it will be perfect in the first place because I am the ones who did it. the flowers are perfectly arranged, all lined up at the side
of the aisle with white cloth hanging with a little Christmas lights circling around the flowers. when suddenly BUGSH!!! Chris crashed into the flower stand that made the flowers fall, it all happened in slow motion. My hard work just vanished in one stupid snap, the flowers fell of the ground, "oh, i'm sorry" he said while laughing, Chris, he never fail to annoy me. I looked at them one by one with a stern look and landed on Chris's eyes "so you think it's funny huh?!" he stopped laughing, "well f**k you, now put up those things up right where that was supposed to be, I am tired of working with stupid people, LIKE YOU!!!" I turned around and went back to the office, people were staring at me. Maybe that isn't the place for me, working with those idiots is not a good thing. I should relax, It was all perfect but in just one snap, he destroyed it.
"Blake? why are you here" Ms. Watson asked me as I arrive at the office, "I'm sorry ms. but can i just stay here and work on the invitations? I can't stand with those idiots outside" I told her with the face of disappointments while looking at them outside the window, I can see them from here."OK, come and design these invitations, it should be finish by lunch time." she stood up and offered her seat, so I sit and started designing the invitations in her laptop and she went out of the office.
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humming counting stars by one republic, I am almost done just a little flourish needed. I looked at outside and i can see Chris trying to fix the flowers. I can feel the edge of my lips curved a little, what is happening, after everything he did. I can't get him, one day he's good, sometimes he's annoying me, sometimes he's cold, then the next day you'll find him smiling and talking to you as if we are friends, he is acting FC, feeling close. I even disregard him sometimes.
I heard 'can I have this dance' by Vanessa Hudgens playing in the speaker, I felt butterflies in my stomach, I just love the scene in high school musical, when Troy and Gabriella(not sure of the spelling) dancing in the rooftop. aahh.. sweetness...
yes, I am almost done, there are lots of activities in line with the Filipino culture about the candlelight dinner. hmmm... I stretched my body and put my hair into a messy bun and singing along with the music. I checked the time and it says 11:55, I stood up and prepared the printer.
"you know you shouldn't stress yourself too much" I found myself shock causing me to jump. I looked around and saw him leaning at the doorframe,
"I am not stress, and what are doing here?" I went back to my place and continue preparing the printer "What are you doing here?" he said mocking me, "Well, don't repeat my question Chris, and obviously I am doing my job" I said while facing him and putting my hands on my waist.
"I saw you in the window and it's almost lunch so I have decided to bring you this" raising the pack of lunch in his hands, well I didn't notice that from his hand "I can buy my own lunch" I keep on talking without looking at him, "If you won't accept this..." he put the paper bag in the table, while his other hand is brushing his nape, "… accept my help then."
And he took a pile of card paper from the shelf near the door, "shouldn't you be at your house and prepare for your 'big night' later" I heard him chuckle a little bit and honestly, it sounds cute, we can't deny, he is handsome, he is tall but skinny. I look at him and grab the card papers in his hand.
"I am not even excited" and now, he is already sitting on the sofa. I am not really comfortable being in a room with a guy, and just the both of us.
"Why?" I asked nonchalantly. "Because… you are not my partner in the cotillion dance" silence scattered in the room and we can only hear the sound of the printer and it felt like this is killing my eardrums. I curse you Chris, my heart starts to pump like jerry when he is nervous in tom and jerry. 'go back inside your ribcage you stupid heart'. I broke the silence, "seriously? " he stood up and check the invitation, "you designed this?" he scanned the activities"You're good in designing" he stated, "Th-thank you" I tried to bring out those words from mouth. "So, I guess you don't need my help" He went out without any expression and left me dumbfounded. sh•t Chris, you made me feel guilty. I curse you Chris.
"What's wrong with Chris?" Allie arrives just when Chris left, I didn't answer instead I just continue my job. "Oh! I see" She opened the paper bag and then I realized that he left the lunch pack, I took a glimpse at the bag and collected the finished invitations. "How sweet, he even put a letter." when I heard it I looked at her as she open the letter, I rapidly grab it but unfortunately, she is much taller than me so I need to jump and hop to get it, she opened the folded paper up in the air and read the letter 'enjoy the food' she giggled after reading the letter. "You know what's missing?" she asked me, "what?" I asked her with a glare, "I love you" she said with a tone. I didn't answer her.
"Are done, Blake?" Ms. Watson asked when she arrive. "Yes Ms." I handed her the invitations. "You can now go girls and take your lunch" She grab the invitations and placed it in the table where the candles and flower are placed. "Oh, and before I forget, I will assign you two for the registration booth later." she said while pointing her index finger to us, we nodded, "Aren't you going to bring the paper bag?" Allie asked me before we go out, "No, you can get it if you want" Allie shrug and grab the paper bag from the table, she really don't want to waste it.
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