The Truth And The Betrayal

"Chapter 4"

        Austin has a lean, muscular frame, oceanic blue eyes, blonde hair and strikingly handsome.

         Evita and Austin talked a lott, though there was nothing to talk.

        "Tess meet my best friend, Austin and Austin meet my new friend Tessa"

         "Nice meeting you Tessa"
      
         "Nice meeting you too Austin" don't know for some reason my cheeks blushed.......in my middle school I had never talked to a boy....nor a girl. Some feeling don't know what is that.

         My brain warns" did you forget your aim, your father's dream for you...."

        "Tess are you okay? " questioned Evita
         "You look lost Tess, is everything okay" questioned Austin.

         I never had talked to a male before........I had only talked to a male and that was my father.....I lost his voice when I was of 10......but I still remember and will remember his voice till my death.

       There's something magic in Austin's voice, I wanted to hear it again and again.

       My mind orders" STAY AWAY"

      Evita and Austin both were asking are you okay?, Drink some water....

      "Excuse me"  I stepped out of the classroom, I felt me again and relaxed I took deep breath and went to the washroom, sprinkled some water on the face, it felt a lot better. The recess bell rang.

       I better hurry before the next period teacher enters told myself and walked fast to the classroom." Phew! The teacher hasn't arrived yet" I sat in my place and looked outside, staring at the green tree.

    "Hey! Are you alright?" Questioned Evita

     I slowly turned my head towards her, blinking my eyes.

     "Yes, yes I am alright" I replied

      "Okay"

      The third period teacher entered the class . I couldn't concentrate as I am completely disturbed. I didn't even listen to the teachers's  introduction, everything side of me was blank and teacher's teaching was like buzzzzzzz. I didnot hear the bell.

      It was so strange I would always pay attention in the class, I was so worried about myself.  I stared at my desk.

      "Tess! are you really okay?"

       "Yes, yes I am okay" in a trembling voice I replied.

       "Um.......because I really don't think it's okay staring at the desk"

       Evita touched my hands gently pulling towards her. I slowly raised my head towards her.

       "Tess, we are friends now and I wanted this relationship to be the best and........"

       As she was continuing I had cut it in the middle saying" yeah,yeah I get it even me wanted this relationship to be great". I don't know why I behaved like that and moreover I had hurt Evita, I didnot feel like to staying in the class. I think Evita felt ignored but I cannot help myself.

        Like that two periods passed. I had hurt Evita and couldn't concentrate......

         It was lunch, everyone left the class for some break it was so silent Evita tried to talk to me but I turned my face to the other side ..............she left the class and now I was the only one sitting in the class. It was so silent , I looked out of the window, looking at the sky.

         Now everyone is back from their break.......I opened my lunch box, I was just taking the spoon of rice and then dropping it back.....

    Evita was so concerned about me "Are you really okay,please talk to me, what happened? What really bothers you and why........."

     Again as she was continuing. I had cut in the middle and shouted at her

        "See nothin is bothering me, everything is okay. It would be much more better if you keep your mouth for a hour or a whole year" I went running outside the class.

       Inside I was feeling so guilty.......now Evita must be broken.....

      I sprinkled some water on my face,  the tears were rushing to come out,though I tried to control but I failed I was crying and my eyes turned red..........the girls who were coming into the washroom were looking at me like I have gone mad..... They were whispering behind me I could clearly hear them what they were speaking.....but I didn't care........the whole lunch period I was crying.......

        The bell rang and I wiped my tears and went back to my classroom. While I was walking towards my desk I heard some of them commenting "It would be better if you shut your M-O-U-T-H  for a while week or a YEAR" and they were  laughing.

       "Can you please keep quiet, how could you do that when someone is in a sorrow" Evita protested

       I sat in my place and I saw my lunchbox was packed and there is a small  paper on it and something was written........

      The sir has stepped into the class so, I got no time to read, I kept the paper in my bag along with the lunchbox. It's last period I cannot wait to go back home.

     The teacher wasn't teaching, it was the last period so he wanted to interact with us. For my un luck he started with  Austin, when Austin was talking some anxiety, fear and tension, under pressure I started rubbing my hands.

     Evita sensed my tension and glanced at my rubbing fingers. I was about to freak and sir said" okay nice meeting you Austin, sit down".

       It was such a relief, after some time the home bell rang it's time to go home. I packed my bag, put my head down and walked straight home.

       "I am back, mom" in a stressed voice
    
                "Mom........ mom...... mom"

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