Last Night:An EarnPete Fanfic

19. Sound Check

Pete

I was sitting on  a white mono block chair,  faces of around 30 individuals from different colleges in the university were staring back at me.

I was just finished briefing them about what's gonna happen. The drama club, which I co-advised together with Pau was set to stage a local play on the christmas festival which was less than a month from now.

I was definitely stressed out because we hadn't had the practice early on just like what we usually do because I got caught up with paper works and other unnecessary stuff that felt like necessary so they kept bugging me.

Pau was also so busy stressing about why she hadn't gotten pregnant yet, so I got her off the picture and let her be.

"So, I guess that's it! Everything is set, right, Pleng?"

I looked at the club president who's also the female lead of the show. A humanities student.

"Yeah. Yes. Sir, all good."

I stood up from my chair.

"Okay, everybody, take your position. Well start with the usual order. Act 1 sc 1."

We went on for almost 2 hours. Aside from the usual people who forgot their dialogues and blockings, the practice went fine. I gave the students a thirty minute break before we proceeded.

"Okay, get Sung ready, let's try this one with music, shall we?!?"

I positioned myself on the seats halfway through, between the stage and the music booth. I saw Pleng gingerly gave Sung a signal.

Then the rehearsal started.

"Wait! Cut! Sung, you have to wait for Len to exit before you play that part. Again!"

I shouted towards the music booth at my back. I was starting to get annoyed even more. Sung was definitely not himself today. He's an engineering student but he was so good in musical scoring that's why I asked he to be a pseudo member of drama club, just for everytime we need his expertise. But right now, I'm second guessing his skill.

"Okay! From the top!"

And just like that, Sung did it again. A score which supposed to be played for a scene was played for another. I was definitely losing my cool.

I stood up and went towards the music booth. I needed to straighten Sung for the sake of my sanity. I saw Pleng rushed after me.

"Prof. Sir, I----"

Pleng's words were drown by the screeched made by the booth's door. I was about to spat at Sung when the swivel chair turned and I was greeted by the most mischievous smile I had come to miss these past days. Not that I would admit it tho. Specially to him.

"Hi!"

Earn waved at me.

I blinked twice, just to make sure I wasn't imagining things.

"What are you doing here!?!"

It was Pleng who answered.

"Prof, I'm sorry, Sung needed to have his nose fixed because of a recent brawl he was entangled with. We just asked P'Earn to help us because we don't know anyone who could help us with the music."

I looked  alternately at Pleng whose head was down and Earn who's moving his brows up and down, obviously finding the situation amusing.

"And you thought he knows better than any of you here?"

This time, Pleng looked at me with obvious agitation.

"Err---P'said he knows his way with scoring."

Earn stood up and went beside me.

"Well, technically, I just had to switch this thing on and off, what's so hard about that?"

I rolled my eyes and ran my hand over my face.

"Pleng, I need to sort this thing out first, I'm going to talk to you later."

Pleng nodded and didn't wait for me to dismiss her, she left right away.

I turned to Earn when the door of the booth closed.

"You? What are you up to again!?!"

Earn shrugged.

"I'm just trying to help my boyfriend's students."

I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Fine! Future boyfriend."

This time, I glared.

"Nope. Not changing that."

I heaved a dramatic sigh.

This was why I hated myself for missing this asshole over the break and I didn't get to see or hear anything from him.

The last time we saw each other was at the fast food whe he assaulted me with a kiss and of what he said. From then on, I was at chaos and confusion.

My head said that I needed to stay away from him, but my heart was saying otherwise. And I didn't know what to follow, because that very moment, even my head was obviously not one hunderd percent sure of its conviction.

Specially now, that it was gradually drowned by the beating of my heart with the way Earn was looking at me. I had to look away. My resolved was slowly melting.

"Jerk!"

Childish, I knew, but I thought, I needed to say something.

Earn smiled and leaned in a little closer.

"I know. I missed you too!"