I read the slip during business. (Where I was doing nothing)
The form was a permission slip for a trip to watch Macbeth performed by university students. Or something like that. Music and Drama students were invited.
Whereas I wouldn't call myself a drama person, I definitely did music. (I played in the school orchestra) I re-read the permission slip while the teacher was explaining the law of demand for the tenth time this week. (It was surprising some people still didn't understand. But I have a suspicion they were acting as if they didn't understand to go on their phones)
'...meet in front of the music of the music department after homeroom. Would return around 3rd to 4th period..' The trip was on Wednesday. ..I have...Maths-English-Business...Yep, I'm definitely going.
I showed the permission slip to Ast and Nina in the bus after school. They showed me theirs. We all grinned. "This is why you do music!" Ast exclaimed, followed by me and Nina's vigorous nodding.Ahh to the readers that do not know, we (as in, me, Ast and Nina) all play at least one instrument.
I play the violin, viola (parent's suggestion when I was in primary school) , piano (classic) and the drums (my choice. Started this year). Nina plays the flute, piano and the saxophone. Ast plays the trumpet (I have a theory all trumpet players are annoying-apologies to the non-annoying trumpet players).
All our parents thought playing an instrument would help us with our abilities (+studying. A good bonus).
I thought that was kind of ridiculous. I mean, my parents (I love you, mum and dad) made me play the violin because it has STRINGS and being a Puppeteer meant I have to be adept in manipulating STRINGS.
However, at times like this, I am extremely glad our parents suggested playing an instrument. It was extremely beneficial to get out of classes.
Okay. Back to what's happening.
With a mischievous gleam in her eyes, Nina tapped my arm. She then dramatically shook her head like a disapproving mother hen. "Evan, seriously. You have absolutely no thought about that gir-Violet. We should also consider getting closer to her."This jolted me. I completely forgot about the existence of Violet Kang. Which, is probably bad of me. "Maybe next time in drama I should group up with her" I offered a suggestion like an apology. "Not maybe, you should".
Surprisingly, this piece of golden advice came from Ast who wore an exasperated expression.
To the readers who are wondering, we were chatting in a public bus, sitting in a 4-seat place thingy. Ast and I are sitting together and Nina sitting on the opposite side facing us. We all piled our bags in the space seat next to Nina.
After few seconds of awkward/shocked silence, we moved on talking about less important topics, such as how bad our English teacher is (I'm in a different homeroom than Ast and Nina, but we have the same English teacher and we're in the same maths and music class.)It moved to random gossip of our year level.
This is something all of us specialise in, as I mentioned earlier, I can literally see relationships, Ast can make an educated guess by studying how a person's Aura changes around particular people and Nina can actually read it off people. (Our Nina is the ultimate gossip encyclopedia)
We were in an interesting conversation of 'guess-who-likes-who'. This is basically me and Nina amusing ourselves by making Ast guessing who like who, and us confirming it. So far, he has a success rate of 96%, according to Nina.
Ast was whispering, "Does Tim like Tam?" when the bus arrived at our stop. Nina winked at Ast, who looked like a devil (probably scheming to do something...Ast-like) We all jumped off, moving like robots by tagging off with our identical bus cards while saying "Thank you" to the bus driver in different timing.
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Teen FictionYour boy Evan Roadage is totally the random normal guy you see everyday. Okay, that was a lie. Evan Roadage is just a 'normal' teen who has to endure teasings of his friends Ast and Nina all the time and loves to knit. Ah right. Evan can also see r...