Lorry's Story

Chapter 4

"Okay! Gather up everyone!" Mrs. Jhonson announced. "We're starting at the attendance first"

She called the students one by one to check if they were there to participate.

Kristyle and Lorry and the other four were seated at the front row and ten minutes later, once they are all assembled, Mrs. Jhonson went to the center. "All of you must be wondering why I set an urgent meeting today. That's because we have a new school project that was introduced by our coordinator, Mr. Cruz. It was-"

She was then interrupted by a knock on the door. Lorry groaned, considering the time. But then, she was surprised by what she saw.

"Hi Mrs. Jhonson, I'm sorry I'm late." He smiled at the professor which he earned a reassuring smile from her.

"I assume many of you doesn't know him yet, so I'm going to introduce him to you." Said Mrs. Jhonson. "Attention journalists, this is Charles, our new member of school journalism.He's also a star player in basketball as you have observed during the try out. I hope you could socialize with him very well."

Kristyle and Neem turned to look at Lorry with a smug look. But somehow, Lorry doesn't seem to notice them, but she is still trying to avoid staring at him because someone may caught her doing so. Considering that they are seated at the front.

Lorry was surprised that somehow he joined the campus journalists. Usually guys would say "It's just for geeks" or "it's boring" or "I dont care about them" but Charles, she doesn't know.

"Okay Charles, you can sit there on the vacant seat beside Lorry" Mrs. Jhonson pointed at the green chair just exactly beside Lorry.

Lorry's eyes went wide, she opened her mouth to say something but there were no words left her mouth.

Great. Just great.

As he neared her, Lorry's heartbeat seems like going on a marathon. Their eyes stayed glued together as he sat down beside her.

Kristyle nudged her on her elbow but she didn't seem to care.

"Hi, Lorry. I'm Charles" He reached his left arm to shake hands with her.

She felt like Her heart was coming out of her chest.

Poker face Lorry, Poker face.

She doesn't know why she feels like this, but she hated this feeling. She started to wonder how he knew her name but she remembered that Mrs. Jhonson had mentioned it to him.

She lift her arm to shook his, and gave him a sweet smile. "Hi Charles, nice to meet you"

And then again, they stared at each other for like, six seconds.

Lorry immediately broke their eye contact and turned her attention to the prof.

"So as I was saying, Mr. Cruz decided to have another campus activity for the upcoming valentine event next month. And since it's for valentine's Day, you have to find a partner for your project and it has to be an opposite sex. I'll give you ten minutes to find your partner." Mrs. Jhonson said.

Lorry looked around to find a partner. She was about to call Ron, when she saw that he's already with Vanessa.

Five minutes later, almost everybody has a partner.

Kristyle and James

Ericah and Sev

Neem and Zeo

Ron and Vanessa

Danica and Oliver.

But Lorry cant find her own partner. She was already thinking about Charles but the thought of him not wanting to be her partner came into her mind.

She sighed and looked up from her lap. She was about to tell Mrs. Jhonson about her not having a partner but it was suddenly cut by Charles' voice.

"Do you already have a partner?" He asked.

She was shocked by what she heared.

Is he going to ask her?

"Uhm.. no, you?"

"I don't have either."

"okay.." she could tell this was getting awkward.

"ASK HER! YOU IDIOT!" Ron shouted from the other side of the room. He was now sitting beside Vanessa.

Lorry sent him a deathly glare that says ' You're dead' which made him turned around nervously.

"I... erm... I was going to ask you to be my partner because I don't know anyone else in this room, but then I thought you already have one so.." he trailed " Can I be your partner for the project?"

That. was. it.

"Yeah, I guess that's okay." A tint of pink was already visible on her cheeks.

"so..Partners?"

"Partners."