Fly High | Book 2

Chapter XII - Hiding

"Hiding"

NINETY FIVE point two percent I was sure that the students were already settled and prepared in the stadium.

Most of them brought their instruments such as guitars, flutes, and ukulele. Every faces were smiling and excited for our first day. Music always been exciting. I'm not against with that.

Even I haven't experienced a school like this before, I knew that school of arts always been interesting. So great to join in if you aren't a part of it yet.

The students except me and my company were already seated on their favorable seats.

The whole stadium were filled with chats and music. I would consider it as a noise. The voices were mingled and it was nil but a noise. There was no music on it.

But, I don't care. I just ignored it and proceed in choosing which seat will I choose.

Terry and Kora decided to sit in the middle of the bleacher. Sue and I were five meters away from them higher than their places. Of course, so that I could watch over them.

"After five minutes, the class will begin," Sue informed me while setting herself on the seat.

The school was really a type of willing-to-wait for their dear students.

"How do you know that?" I asked her while forcing myself to fit in between of my unknown fellow students and Sue. I was nearer to the stage than Sue.

She pulled her booklet from her pocket and flipped for me.

"Here — read these," she muttered as she pointed the sentence written on the second page.

It was said that the class always begin after five minutes of waiting the whole clans come in the stadium.

After I read it, I rolled my eyes and thought that Sue might saw it.

She gazed at me with her eyebrows pulled together. Until she decided to question me.

"What bothers you?"

My face changed and I sighed to begin changing the subject. I tried to ignore her and whistled.

"Hey!" She yelled and snapped her fingers in front of my sight.

"What?"

"Are you okay?" She asked me like a mom.

"Of course, I am," I lied without looking on her eyes but in the stage where some of the admins were preparing the stage.

"Really?" She doubted.

"Fine! These bags bother me," I confessed of course what lies can do to help me. She will still force me.

She stopped for a seconds and sighed.

"Why didn't you tell me so that we can put these bags in your ambitious stepsisters' lockers?"

I was shocked of what she said. I don't know where the locker was. And it's not my fault to be so oblivious.

"I don't know where their lockers are. And if you will say that you know where, well, we're not allowed to open it," I uttered.

"We can ask permission to them!" She said sounded like a smart girl.

"Can we?" I doubted.

"Of course."

"How?"

"Let me do it," she muttered and moved her eyebrows up and down.

I giggled with her gesture and decided to go with her plan.

"Fine."

And I talked to my unknown seatmate to guard our seats while we're not there. She nodded and smiled as she agrees with it.