A Dark And Pearl We Lost (A Novel)

First Importance

Hi. I am Tiara.

Tiara writes it on her phone. She is going to send it. But then, she cannot do it. She removes it. She wonders it is right or not.

Sorry to bother you. I am Tiara. Who are you?

She writes again. She stares at the screen. She thinks about it carefully. She removes it again.

She sighs.

She gives up her head on the table. Feeling relaxed, her hands writes something like it is not her mind.

Tiara

It is sending.

"Wwwhhh..."

She is going to say 'what' but does stopped. A message comes in, only the minutes after it goes to sent file. Tiara's mouth is like shutting down.

She stares the phone long. Her hands then reply it with hers on it.

Sender; Hello Tiara. Nice to meet you. I am Nier. You are a girl, aren't you?

Tiara; yes I am. You?

"Tiara, would you mind to help me?" It is her classmate, a girl named Dari, who takes her attention.

Tiara looks at her eyes. She smiles. Dari has already sit down beside her. A book is in front of Tiara.

Tiara is not smart as some people in the class. She is not very good but not very bad either on any subjects. If a friend is coming to ask her, it must be about a story they made.

Tiara takes the book and reads it accurately. It doesn't have too long for saying what her opinion is.

"It is good. What is the problem?"

Dari giggling.

"I want to tell about what happen to this character's past. I am confused how. Where I should start and how..."

The dearth is like cleaned by Tiara's stare and smile.

"What?" She is asking Tiara.

"What?" Tiara asks back.

"You smile like there is something tickling your mind." Tiara will refuse but Dari continues her words soon, "I know you are."

Tiara laughs. They are not an old friend. It is their third year in this school but it is their second year of being a classmate. They were not close before, only being a classmate. When the first semester of their third year had come, an accident made one.

That time was a season of epidemic. Most of the classmates were hospitalized or homelized. Due to the emptiness chair, a teacher asked her to fill the front so he couldn't feel sick. She was behind Dari. They listened to the teacher but not that listened. They thought they were.

Tiara's habit is having another book under the real book of subject. Dari's habit is just not having the real book. Dari can relaxe about got caught but Tiara is not. Dari is the one who found their habit first.

"I wonder what kind of book you do have under that." Dari opened the conversation. She pointed her books.

"Oh nothing." She said. She was hesitant. She smiled but it was awkward.

"It is just..." she showed hers. "My hobby."

"May I see?" Dari is a kind of politeness. She respects people's business. But the other side, she couldn't stop herself for something very curious. What very good is she will ask it sweet.

The hesitation was still Tiara's but she gave her.

Dari read. She was silent. But then, she became very happy.