THE OLD ME BACK

Chapter 6

Five in the morning, I'm already awake but still lying on my bed. It is so new to me, knowing that I wake up late almost everyday.

I start doing my morning routines with folding a blanket and setting my pillow aside. Trying to check my phone if there are some important texts, what I've noticed are the seven missed calls from Thea. Geez! I'm hating that girl so much more. She judges me so easily. The heck she knows whatever what I'm going through. Out of dismay, I put again my phone on the bedside ignoring her missed calls.

Something boils in my stomach a very sudden. By going to the kitchen, I directly turn on the stove so that I can cook my breakfast which is sunny side-up egg to be put in two slice breads with a little catsup inside it. I also prepare a cup of hot milk for me. Before I eat those, I decide to take a bath first and afterwards, wear my lavender uniform. And I'm done!

When I go back to kitchen ready to eat, I shockingly find my boardmate already there eating his oatmeal as his breakfast. I forgot to tell that we are just two living in this small apartment while the last room is still vacant. As I walk to the vacant chair, he just gives a glance on me and look at his oatmeal again continuously eating. I feel like he doesn't care who his boardmate is.

A week ago I remember, I and the landlady talked about my stay in her apartment. She mentioned that the guy who first rented the first room is a student from St. Jude. Good thing this guy can't recognize my face.

It take me no minute to eat what I prepared because I'm in a hurry. Without a single word we part our ways as he goes to the bathroom while I'm ready now to go to school.

"So class, using this formula, we can be able to have this equation..."

Hours have passed. Two subjects done. Somehow, boredom strikes in me because we have nothing to do much but just listen to the lecture. Our session is about to end any moment from now, and so when the bell rings, almost all of my classmates go to the food court while I plan to go to somewhere no one is to be found, or just a few.

Why not I go to the library?

Heading at the said place, right now, I'm selecting a book that is most interesting to me. I miss going to the library-- the silence that dominates all over the area with so many books to choose.

My hand quickly takes the book that I look at for about a minute by just reading the title and its author. When I open it, I skim then. The fragrance of the pages really feed to what my nose longs for.

With so much excitement to read this, I go straight to the table located in the corner. First, I roam my eyes around to see if someone will tend to disturb me if I'm already reading this book. Good thing, I just have few acquaintances and they are not here. But at my last glance which is near the bookshelf, I see a familiar guy walking towards my table with a book on his hand.

Oh, he's here.

By avoiding him, I look away while still holding the book that I'm supposed to open now. I don't have any idea where he will be going. He just passes me by without any word. Good thing he did it. However, I can't help myself now but to think if he would mean to go here just to follow me but then, I don't want to assume. Gosh, I'm already over thinking.

Just like what I've told him, I'm just a nobody. So why would he do that, right?

Sighing deeply, I start to open this book again. It gets my interest because it's a romantic love story. I'm fond of any type of romance but it didn't personally work for me the way I expect it to happen. So sad.

I divert my thinking to this book. Minutes have passed, I'm able to read the first page until tenth, without minding the guy who has just passed by a while ago. I don't know what he's doing behind me but the hell I care.

Why would I mind him, anyway? We just had a little conversation. Besides, I don't know him, even just his name. And I have no plan to know it.

I'm about to turn the next page when I hear the bell rings. Hurriedly, I stand from my seat and return the book directly on the bookshelf where I took it from earlier. It's already time and I have to go back in our room before our teacher arrives in. But as soon as I'm heading at the entrance of the library which is also its exit, I accidentally bump into someone who also goes his way out at the same time.

Turning my head to see, it is the guy I've noticed earlier, the stranger. Our eyes meet but just only in a second because I already run away.