Lost #FuchsiaAwards2018[Rewriting]

Chapter 19

Ally's POV

I stepped out of my mom's car, cool air flushed onto my face. Butterflies erupted in my stomach and my heart pounded.

"Good luck, dear!" My mom waved before driving away.

I took in a uneasy breath and suddenly felt as if someone pecked my forehead.

"Uh," I touched my temple. "Weird.."

I stood in front of the school gate, I was preparing myself mentally and physically. Students strolled around the premises, oh wait, nerds strolled around.

I closed my eyes taking in a breath. It's been long since I had  interaction with people rather than my parents.

"It's okay, you can do this." I patted my back as I tightened the strap of my bag and took a peek to check if my lucky key tag was there or not.

There it was, a clear shining crystal and a bronze key. My positive vibe charms.

I wrapped the leather jacket around me more tightly. It was cold and I had to wear a jacket but the thing was there was no jacket in my closet except for this one.

And this jacket smelled familiar, not like, it's my dad's perfume or something. It smelled distant from anything like that yet the scent was tempting.

Finally, I reached the hallway without and difficulty, now I have to find my class room.

I spun around and my head hit someone's chest resulting for both of us to stagger back.

"I'm so sorry," I silently prayed it wasn't a bully. I slowly looked up to see a familiar face and --

"Those eyes..." I muttered numbly as my eyes bored into other's indigo ones.

It's the same eyes!

"Hey," The person on front of my flicked his fingers and I focused back. "Are you lost?"

I nodded as I observed his face. Handsome yet cold and he was tall.

I know him.... but... I don't -- I hate myself.

"I'm Professor Mark by the way and I suppose your room is over there." He said in his deep voice.

Ohh, professor? I thought he was--

I bowed in gratitude anybway. "Thank you, sir." And waddled my way towards there.

So, he's a professor?

I reached the door and saw that it was left a gap. My heart started racing for some reason as I lightly pushed open the door.

"Oww!" I heard a wail, I entered the room hastily and looked around. I saw five boys seated inside, all on either desks or chairs. And all of them, I repeat all of them looked handsome and cold.

My hand was still stuck on the door and I realized that it was swung to the other end, hitting the wall... or someone.

But I swear, I didn't push it too hard.

I gulped seeing them. They look intimidating, like bullies but then.... familiar too.

Just when I was about to step out a voice called me.

"Hey you! Ally?" My heart pounded in my chest as I walked further into the room.

The door suddenly shut close and I flinched.  A boy was standing aganist the wall with a hand massaging his face.

I remember this scene but weren't there seven of them?

At least I remember this.

I quickly counted how many were inside the room.

Six?

"Hey, JB! Don't you think this girl needs something?" A voice called and the owner of that voice was walking towards me.

"Don't scare her, Bam."

Bam, JB?

"Woo-hoo, someone's worried!" Another voice teased.

"Shut it, Yuan." Another black-haired scolded.

"Is she the same one you guys... hmm?" A high-pitched guy asked.

"Uh-huh, totally Jae." A husky voice remarked, the same guy who was standing near the door.

"Guys, gather around." JB jumped off the desk and walked towards me. I stepped back and hit the black board.

Those six boys crowded me. The black-haired boy handed me his hand.

"Forgive us," He said. "We didn't mean to."

I was taken back. "W-what?"

"We were the ones who bumped you with our car. You see, Yuan and Bam-Bam were kinda drunk so..." He continued, his voice was calm and steady.

I took in a breath. "So, you want me to forgive you.. guys?" I asked and he withdrew his hand.

"If you do," Yuan started. "We'll be burden free." Bam-Bam nodded in agree.

"So, what about those seven boys?" I questioned out of the blue. They looked at me with muddled expressions.

Then Mr 'Husky Voice' spoke up. "What seven boys? There weren't any seven... it's just us."

Just then my eye caught a figure standing outside at the window.

It was Mark.

He was looking at us emotionless and I couldn't help but drift into my thoughts.

So that means the seven that I am imagining, they didn't exist?

My heart shattered at the thought of that.

But any how, I shall remember them in my heart. Always...

JB who stood silently in the
centre awkwardly gave his hand.

And finally spoke up.

"Let's start all over again,"

It's the END!!

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Yoongi: *Passes tissue*

So guys, this is the last chapter although the Epilogue would be releasing after this.

ACRAXE OUT!