"Hey, Vielka! Water?"
I saw her slightly panting at the stage where we put all the flowers for tomorrow's celebration- Graduation Day. Yes, you read it right. Tomorrow will be our last day in grade school. Real quick, yet worth it.
"Thanks," she responded and immediately held the water bottle from my hand.
But instead of loosening my fingers from gripping it, I clutched the bottle. And unknowingly, I just held her hand with my other hand.
Our eyes met as we were both unconscious about what happened. It was nostalgic. It was like the old sweet movies who shyly do skin ship to their secret loved ones.
It was hot, thin, but soft. Her hand seemed to be fragile. I wanted to hold it for a longer time, but I thought it wasn't a good idea, so I decided to remove my grip from the bottle and let her drink it.
I smiled at her, and I immediately went back from carrying the flower pots to the stage. The motif was elegant. Placing the black, white, and gold fabrics for the backdrop makes everything special, for it resembles the resilience, perseverance, and time that the students have had dedicated.
I've also recovered from the accident I've encountered and went back to my normal routine. I'm still clueless about what just happened on that day of the accident and what happened to Vielka, but I don't care as long as I'm with her.
"Don't be sad, Zach," Lawrence said while we were arranging the chairs. He's here with his teasing phrases again.
"Who told you I'm sad?" I faced and asked him.
"Me," he said and laughed as if it was funny. I shook my head, realizing how his teasing techniques never improved.
"Hey! You're fighting again?" Clyde asked when he walked across us to put the amplifier he was carrying.
"Lawrence is crazy, Clyde. Indeed," I said while smirking.
"No. You're crazy about her," Lawrence insisted, and he even pointed his finger to Vielka who was sitting on the bleachers with her friends.
"Right Clyde?" Lawrence asked Clyde.
Clyde just shrugged and Lawrence immediately put his arms around Clyde's neck, and they pulled me to have some snacks. There's really no day without them teasing or joking around.
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Everything is done. From the stage, the lightings, the chairs, the sound system to the rehearsals; they are all finally done. We are all settled for tomorrow's event, and I am very excited.
Before I reach the school gate, I bid Clyde and Lawrence goodbye because they got home early. While I was on my way to the gate, I saw Vielka walking straight at the right side of the road. I caught her again, just hovering her hands like she's explaining something to nobody. The hell, I just shook my head. Maybe I am just hallucinating all this time because of tiredness. I can't think of something unrealistic when I don't have any evidence. I walked fast to level her.
"Hi!" I excitedly started while locking my both hands on the straps of my backpack, and I didn't expect her to be shocked but the hell, she was like an angel who just fell from above.
We're classmates, but it feels like we just see each other once a while because I've confessed to her- twice. I just stare at her from a place, and it's fine.
"Hi," she said, and it sent shivers through all the parts of my body. It feels like we never talked before.
"Where's your grandma? Is she not coming to fetch you?" I asked her because it's unusual to see her without her guardian who usually sends and fetch her to school.
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A Night to Remember (A Night Trilogy Part 1)
ParanormalOthers call me Zachary but my friends prefer calling me Zach. Every single day, I come to school to see Vielka and to learn something of course. But every single day, she is perhaps very happy rejecting me. I mean, what's wrong with something? What'...