Another Fairy Tale /Ateez

Chapter 4 -the Theatre Club

Wooyoung wasn't actually playing in the play but he had taken care of snacks and food. When they actually performed the play, he had cooked himself even though it was so much work. He wanted to be a part of it and Rory was glad he had been there for them.

Another picture showed Yeosang and San. They had taken care of the outfits and styling. Without them the play wouldn't have been the same. Their skills and knowledge had always helped so the clothes would actually fit the theme. 

One of the last pictures Rory had taken showed Jongho smiling brightly into the camera, a guitar in his hands. Jongho had been the boy for everything. Whether it was about acting or playing music during brake time or helping Wooyoung in the kitchen, he had been there. One time he had to learn the text of another player in a day because he had gotten sick just before the play. Somehow Jongho still managed it. 

"You have no right to cry.", a voice suddenly tore Rory out of her thoughts. Surprised she wiped away a tear which rolled down her cheek. Rory hadn't noticed she started crying. Confused she looked at a girl who shot daggers at her with her eyes. 

"What- what do you mean?", Rory asked the girl confused. Her mind was still reminiscing the times she had with them. The girl only scoffed and Rory couldn't help but feel like she should recognize her. 

"He should stand here where you are. Oh, poor Aurora! Look at how pitiful she is! You should have died on sea and Hongjoong should have lived.", the girl spat and now Rory recognized her. Her name was Tess and she had visited all their plays just to see Hongjoong. Backstage Hongjoong had told Rory he thought Tess was creepy and when she asked him out he rejected her. 

"Maybe I should have died.", Rory said with a smile, surprising Tess. She had definitely not expected this answer. Rory of course didn't think like that, maybe sometimes at night. But right now Tess's face was so priceless, Rory couldn't help but laugh. People like her expected a fight or an argument but Rory was sick of it. 

"Bye!", she said and walked away, knowing fully well Tess was fuming with anger. 

When she reached the classroom she gave Mr. Go a smile, making him flinch. The past months he hadn't seen Rory smile, but now he did and he thought it was kind of creepy. With a sigh Mr. Go shook it off. 

Rory sat down, smiling to herself, trying not to get Tess's words to close to her. Of course she sometimes couldn't help but think why she exactly was the only survivor. 

"Hey, uhm.", a voice spoke to her and when Rory turned around she saw Mark, awkwardly standing there. "Tess is in the hallway and spreads bad rumours about you. Just thought you should know." 

With that he wanted to go but Rory surprisingly replied. "How are you so sure they are rumours?" 

Mark smiled sadly at her. "I have never seen you be mean to students or cheat on your boyfriend-" 

"Which is already impossible, since I don't have one." 

"I know. That's why. Most students are ignoring Tess but a few actually believe her.", Mark said. Rory turned away signalling their conversation was over but Mark's gaze fell onto the empty seat next to her. "Can I, uhm, sit next to you?" 

Surprised Rory looked at him again. The past months no one wanted to sit next to the depressed girl. Even though Mark had plenty of friends, he wanted to sit next to her. Rory knew this was a chance fate gave her. And she had to take it. 

"Of course." 

With a smile Mark sat down next to her and took out his school supplies. Mr. Go looked at him confused but didn't ask further why he suddenly changed his seat. 

Mark didn't try to talk to Rory throughout the lesson making Rory more relaxed. Tired she listened to Mr. Go explain something about rights and laws and felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier. 

Not able to fight back now, Rory slowly fell asleep. 

Raindrops splashed against her skin as soon as Rory came out of the water. Gasping for air she looked at the sinking ferry in front of her, not able to do anything in order to help. Desperate she watched the sky but the helicopter would not be here in time. 

Her lips tasted salty but she wasn't sure if it was from her tears or because of the sea. In shock Rory could only watch the figures falling in the water. A familiar pink scarf floated towards Rory and now she was sure, it were tears streaming down her face. Rory clearly remembered picking it up, the only thing that gave her strength to not let go of a board holding her on top of the cold water. She remembered losing it in the trouble of getting on the Helicopter. 

But now it was there. And as soon as Rory touched it, the storm suddenly disappeared in a blink of an eye. Confused Rory looked around and gasped. 

The ship had changed into the one from her dream the night before. But that wasn't what scared her the most. 

It was the familiar boy looking down at her with a small smile. 

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ohh who is it? 

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