The Masquerade

Chapter 3

Adriana's POV

It was one misty morning,i woke up yawning after a good night sleep.My eyes move in search of phone nd when my head snaps right and my vision adjusts its focus to see Adiva sleeping with her mouth half open and a morning smile crosses my face.I check my iphone for the time and it was 5:34 am,i get out of bed and move to the window and i see that sun maybe has plans to break its routines and take an off.

slipping in my tracks i make my way silently out of the room.The cold breeze hit my face and chills run down my body even in thoes warm tracks that i see are no great help to escape this icy weather.Rubbing my hands for warmth i walk and walk admiring the green wet grass beneathe my feet thats wet too.Here's when i hit a crossroad after walking for some 20 minutes and i have far from my room when i realise i missed my phone back in the room.Before my mind could start battling on which way to go,i spotted Barista,a small signboard hung a little far in the left and even before i signlled my mind to knock my brain and order it to take me left my feet were in motion along that way as if my body needed its fuel "coffee".

As i reached to the place i spotted an alcove,right my curosity gets the best of me and i move towards it.true to admit the place was welcoming,it looked like a beverage house with a bookshelf and at the other corner was a bird house with all the beautiful coloured birds.Breaking my thoughts,an old lady in her late fifties greeted me good morning and introduced herself as Mrs.stephene.

"Gud morning,i was just passing by and dropped in,may i know what you serve?" i asked.

"You may order anything,you wish to eat or drink,i take orders as per the choices"she replied.

"could you get me a hot cappucino with extra froth"and she took my order and disappeared in some room behind the counter,and i walked to double treat myself with the best combination in the world"Books & coffee",i move to the book shelf and examine all the books old editions & looked so used,read and some even torn i pick up a a torn copy of "The great gatsby"as thats what catches my eye and i take a seat at the warm corner near the fire place.

"scott's fan,huh? she questioned me placing the coffee on my table and moved to clear the mess in the bookshelf.
"well,more of Austen's,but i like to read the used copies and the comments that people scribble in public library books"i reply sipping the hot liquid.

I forgot to keep track of time immersed in the book & when i look at the time its 7:42, i rush to reach back to the dorm & i know i m late anyhow,i pick my toiletry bag and here i m waiting in the queue,thankfully short though.
It was 8:45,when i arrive at the campus area almost a 15 minutes walk,i locate my classroom & before i could sneak in a deep sensual & tactile voice stops me in tracks and my eyes fix on a dialect possessor,tall man with dark eyes,dimpled smirk playing at his sharp features,ripped white shirt with handcuffs folded.In jo time i found myself in awe of his musculature,and he had my complete attention because i heard him mention "Fiction is a figament of our imagination & they cause us to dream but dreams are tainted by Reality and this has been clearly depicted by the F.scott fitzgerald in The Great Gatsby"

And i m caught by the professor for tresspassing,when i explain him that its my scheduled class and produce my ID for the same,he allows me in,it was awkward ofcourse,the way dozens of eyeballs oogling at me and by the way i cut the ongoing speech.He resumes as i find myself the only vacant seat at the last bench.
"Rationality is the way to lead life and so stop feeding your dreams and wake up",ending here he walks to my bench,our eyes meet briefly and he take a seat next me,and the professor calls me up for my introduction & about my favourite work from literature.
"Good morning,This is Adriana Benette & my love for The Great Gatsby gives me a courage to stand and dispel the trance of what we truely feel,Just because some dreams never see light that doesnot make us non believers,they are wings to our sky and fiction makes us dream.I know the the truth is fatal,especially for the stubborns but trust me the illusion is worse"

and as i m walking back to my seat i watch him play a humorous smirk

"Out of all the things that look & bleed,the most bruised is a man who has seen his dreams crushed and experienced miserable hopelessness"
he stated calmly that tells men the, he is quick witted,Astute & level headed.
"In my opinion its still worth the risk"i reply with a haughty smile making my way out as the bell rings.

Just as i walk out Adiva catches me and tells me that Nancy has a regular class so she ll b joinin late.

"Meet DERBY MATHEW,our mothers are coworkers & surprisingly she is into science major aswell"Adiva says cheerfully.
"Hi,Adriana Bene and Adiva cuts me mid wentence to add
"Derby,she is Adriana Benette,she is into science major with literature aswell and we are room mates".and we both laught at the haste Adiva spoke with.

And then i excused myself for the next scheduled class,on the way across the foyer i spot the same guy from literature class with a girl,i didnot even catch his name.I saw him too close to a girl and before i could tresspass on their conversation anymore my iphone buzzed its signature tone,mom has a bad timing, i take her call and pretend to cross path without even exchanging glances.

Author's note

I feel so grateful to all the wonderful readers who are connected with me and a special thanks to all who are with me since the beginning of this journey,i sincerely apologise for the hiatus and more because of the typos and grammatical errors,i promise to edit it soon.Bear with me till then :)