It's been days since I've last heard from Han. I guess that was the last of him. Thank Goodness.
I got down the overly-crowded 900A bus and made my way towards the entrance of the school. The atmosphere was different this time. Instead of the dragging of feet, students were happily brisk-walking towards the school gate.
For once, just for once, the students of the school seemed stress-free and this meant nothing more but one thing; No lessons.
Clad in their respective CCA shirts, the mix of colours in school was a delight in contrast to the usual sea of beige. I wore the accessory of a smile and sort of skipped up to the band room all the way up at the third floor (or fourth..the school's architecture is pretty messed up).
After the drama of Han, I was actually quite looking forward to seeing Zop.
Entering the band room, I saw Ms Lim there instead of whom i hoped for. Oh well, the temporary disappointment disappeared quicker than a teenager after the school bell...or rather, Shrooms girl after every bell ring.
Ms Lim was a joy to be around with, she could be my close friend if she wasn't a teacher!
That made sense, hence the lesser disappointment.
Funny thing was, I don't know why this thing happened next.
I got a text from Zop: Shakinah, I'll be in the library until late afternoon.
I replied, with such casuality, "Oh ok. We'll be performing later in a while. You do know that right?"
He didn't reply. Meh.
So we did the usuals. Got all psyched up for the big performance, carrying instruments and all, heading to the foyer.
Making horrendous puns on the way down, laughing and snorting and smiling. So classy.
About 5 minutes before the performance, I got a text from him.
I'm coming down now to see you. ;)
FUCK. WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT. HOW DO I NOT HYPERVENTILATE OVER THAT?!
Ecstatic, I played with such enthusiasm that wow, the whole place was filled with the booming rhythms of the percussion section more than ever.
I turned around, saw smiling faces, mostly retardedly happy ones dancing and cheering for us.
These people were such a great company. I've seen them around but barely knew them personally.
They were Orange's friends though. So that explains why I didn't mix around much with them. The popular kids.
Stick was a significant being in school as well, so it made perfect sense as to why he was close friends with them as well.
No matter, I just smiled at them and continued being crazy on the drums with wheels.
The day ended and it was very nice having Claire and Wheels over at the college with me on an event-like basis.
Fries met them as well at the iCafe and there we all were, sitting and making jokes about Darren Criss and occassionally laughing about Zop and all as I was finishing my Mocha Breeze.
Unexpectedly, Zop came down with a group of his teacher friends. Geez Louis!
I was caught off-guard!
He realized we were there and just smiled at us as he walked off.
The three of my friends were giggling uncontrollably.
Then it happened.
Fries screamed out," ZOP! Zop.. Shakinah likes you!"
FISH. FUUU.
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Intersecting Lines
Teen FictionWe're all nothing but lines with our stories endless to be told.You know what's sad? It's when two parallel lines have so much in common and yet never meet. You know what's even sadder? It's when two lines meet once, and then never meet again.
