::Over Date Talks::
8th September 2014~Monday~
'Tell us now!' Orla demanded.
It was Monday morning and we were on our way to our classes, which took only about a minute and a half, while we were begging Ecaria to tell us what happened at the date last night. I meant to call her but I fell asleep. Apparently so did Orla.
'I'll tell you guys during break time okay.' She smiled and went to her class.
I sighed.
'We have to suffer for two hours before we find out what happened.' I groaned.
'Serves us right for sleeping last night and for getting busted.' Orla muttered.
We then part ways to go to our different classes. Sigh. I had double maths so its time to get my surviving mode on.
One period in and I am silently banging my head on the table as Mrs.Abeysuriya teaches us some weird algebraic sum. In my head I am strangling her with a wire which has mathematical equations on it. I am not usually violent, but what can I say, maths does that to me. Why? Why? Why oh why did I choose maths? I am such an idiot. But then again if I need to continue my plans on going to university to study medicine, I need maths and mechanics to help me with physics. I have too many dreams, to be honest.
'Ms.Torres.'
I look up to see Mrs.Abeysuriya so close to my face.
'Woah.' I rocked my chair backwards, startled at what was before me.
Eeew! I think I just saw some snot in her nose. Eeya! What a bad sight! Brain delete image! Delete image!
'Ms.Torres.'
'Yes, miss.' I slowly stood up.
'Be a dear and go answer the question on the board please.' She smiled her evil toad smile.
I wonder if she was in the gang of witches along with the principal and the librarian. Natalie stop judging. Stop judging.
Why? They judged you. Its perfectly alright to judge them.
Iris. Stop it.
Urgh! Now why do I have to deal with this. I didn't have a problem branding earlier. Urgh.
As I made my way to the board I couldn't help but be a little violent as I mentally pictured bashing the maths teacher against the board.
Maybe this should be proof enough to stop the subject altogether but at the same time half of our lives depend on maths and its sub divisions. This a sad but true fact and again why did I choose mechanics if I hated it with a passion.
You get good grades, miraculously, and you need it to help you with physics.
Thanks for that unwanted piece of information.
You asked.
It was a rhetorical question.
I cannot believe that I am talking to my inner conscience like she is another human being. I might be in need of seeing a therapist or someone.
Shaking my head out of the reverie, I took the marker and went to the white board.
I was..... BLANK. I did not know what this lesson was about. She must have taught it today while I was busy banging my head against the desk.
Dang! What do I do now? Maybe I should write down a random number? But what if the answer was actually a letter. Oh My God! I should have paid attention or maybe not or maybe I should have. Okay I should forget that. The past is in the past. Anyways what are my current options...
(1) Write a random number and make a fool out of myself. Maybe a detention.
(2) Don't write anything and still make a fool out of myself. Maybe a detention.
(3) Run out of the classroom and hide somewhere. A definite detention and also a risk the whole school finding out that I do not pay attention in class.
The third option seemed great but the consequences, not so much. So I went for the first one. I might have a 0.0000001% chance that I might get the answer right. Number 64 will either save me from humiliation or put me right in the middle of it.
'Very good.'
'Huh.'
'Good so you have somewhat paid attention. Go back to your seat.' Mrs.Abeysuriya praised me and took the marker from my hand.
I was dumbstruck. In that 0.0000001% chance of getting the answer right, I had gotten it right.
Seems like a life lesson can be learnt from this.
Sometimes, no matter how slim the chances are, there is always a possibility that it might happen. That having hopes is not in vain. Who knew that all it took was a maths sum to get me thinking philosophically on the output of life.
Wow, for a moment there I actually sound wise and smart. I banged my toe on my desk's leg as I tried to get to my seat.
Or maybe not.
·~·
'Okay now spill.' I greeted my friends as I banged my lunchbox on the table.
It was our break but I was hungry and well, you can't keep Dino hungry because he will eat me instead and I do not want to be eaten at such a young age.
That was the hunger speaking. When am hungry my already rare logical thoughts are thrown out the window.
'Okay.' Ecaria replied.
She was about to start when three annoying people plopped down next to us. Those three annoyying beings being Alvin, Theodore and Simon - er, Leon. Urgh, with their names being mostly from 'Alvin and the Chipmunks' I couldn't help but think of Leon as Simon instead.
'Hey girls.'
'Sup?'
'Someone's hungry already.'
The three boys were oblivious to Orla's and my death glares. We were just about to get Donut to tell us about her date and these three plop in. Grrr.
'Hey boys.' Ecaria replied, smiling.
'I just remembered something girls.' Orla began. Ecaria and I looked at her confused.
'Well, remember that thing we promised to do today.'
My eyes met Orla's and I instantly understood the underlying message.
'Yeah I do. Come on Donut we've got work to do. Bye boys.' I said as I grabbed my lunchbox and left.
'Sorry boys but this is important. We'll talk later okay.' Orla said to the three confused boys and we all ran to the girls' washroom.
Panting slightly we all sat on the counter, where the sinks were, except for Ecaria who was standing facing us.
Finally some peace and quiet. Not really, we were interrupted by some girls using the washroom but they didn't bother us a lot. We motioned for Ecaria to begin talking.
'Well Leon was so sweet. He gave me a white rose before he took me to the restaurant.' Her eyes became starry eyed as she mentioned the restaurant. Orla and I smirked at each other.
'Oh my gosh the restaurant was beautiful. It was called Harmony. That place was soo......'
Orla and I shared another smirk as Ecaria described the place we had already seen.
'The food was marvellous.'
Ahh this was the part we had been waiting for. Dino rumbled inside me as I thought about food so I began to eat, sharing my Nutella and bread with my friends as well.
'We ordered a chicken roast dish. It was pretty fancy with mashed potatoes, some veggies and gravy.'
Orla flashed me a grin. How in the world Orla guessed that last night is beyond me.
'And the dessert. Oh my gosh! The dessert was absolute heaven. A chocolate chip cake with chocolate sauce and caramel. It also had a chocolate mousse with a raspberry jelly in the centre. Aaah. It was amazing girls. I think I can still taste in in my mouth.'
'Okay. Okay. The food was awesome. We get it. What did you guys do? Like what did you both talk about?' Orla interrupted Ecaria.
'Hey! You interrupted my beautiful thoughts.' I said to her.
'You and food.' Orla rolled her eyes.
'Food's our first love, always. Remember?'
'Yeah but I want to know more about Ecaria and Leon for now.'
'So mostly we just spoke about our faces and interest. He's pretty funny you know.....'
So Ecaria told us all about him and some memories that he shared with her. She also began giggling at some things which we didn't understand at all. I guess they are inside jokes with Leon.
'.....and we came home.'
Orla and I waited for more but she didn't say anything.
'That is it?' Orla asked.
Ecaria nods.
'No there should be more.' I whine.
'Well....' Ecaria began.
'Well what?' Orla asked.
'Well..... He kissed me.'
My eyes bulged out of my sockets.
'WHAT?!' Orla and I practically shrieked.
Ecaria was red in the face.
'Only on the cheek.' She mumbled.
'Oral and I began to breathe normally again. My heart rate must have gone to 300 beats per second when she said that Leon kissed her.
'So that was it?' I ask.
'Yeah.' Ecaria was still like a tomato.
And finally we got the story of her date. Since we had fifteen more minutes of our break we decided to go to the grounds.
Some students were playing cricket, boys vs. girls it seems, so we joined in.
After a few minutes it was my turn to bowl and Alvin was the batsman. I had one over, that is six balls to use to get him out. Six chances, hope I don't mess them all up.
First ball in. He hits it and manages to snag two runs. Second ball. A four! Third ball. Another four!
'Want me to cut some slack for you Torres?' He shouts.
The boys snicker as the girls insult them and cheer me on.
'You wish Moore. Cone on give me your best shot.' I shout back as I bowled the fourth ball.
It hits the wicket! A direct shot!
OUT!
'Out!' I cheered along with the girls.
As he passed me I teased him saying,
'That was your best shot huh.'
'No that was me cutting you some slack.'
'Excuses. Excuses.' I said in a sing song voice.
He rolls his eyes and I stuck my tongue out at him.
'Real mature Torres.'
'Says the boy who gave me his best shot.'
'That didnt even make sense.'
'I guess all the humiliation is blinding your senses.'
'Wha...'
'Tata Moore. I got better players to beat.' I say as I rubbed the ball against my thigh.
He snorted as he went to the sidelines passing the bat onto Brian.
Natalie scores one. Alvin Zerooooo. Woohoo! I know am being childish but I like to think of myself as a seven year old in an eighteen year old's costume. Most of the time.
·~·
At the 'Hop 'n' Bop' we were all doing warm ups when Ms.Nishanthi came in with some bad news.
'Guys the peeps over at 'Backstreet Back' are cancelling the dance off for this weekend.'
Their were groans and grumbles from everyone. We all so badly wanted to have a dance off with them and its kind of hard to book a day you know.
'I know you guys so badly wanted to dance with them but they said that they would like to have one next month or the month after.'
Everyone agreed. At least that was better than nothing right.
The people over at 'Backstreet Back' were like the bomb. Their performances are amzin and they did win 'The Hoedown Showdown' thrice in a row. 'The Hoedown Showdown' is the Nationals competition where only the teams who win the Dance Only Regionals competition can take part. If you win any titles at 'The Hoedown Showdown' then you are a force to be reckoned with. Our studio only won the 'Soloist of the Year' three years ago. After that we never got into Regionals.
'Okay everybody time for a quick one on one.' Mr.Asanka called out to us. He separated us into two groups.
Group One: Amasha, Ruwani, Chaminda, Natalie (Me) and James.
Group Two: Binari, Vinod, Gayan, Sonali and Jenna.
A quick one on one is where each of us from the groups will be facing each other. Kind of like the game 'dog and the bone' except instead of numbers being called out its our names.
'Amasha.'
'Gayan.'
The ballet music began and the two began to dance. Gayan is one of the best especially at the ballet twist. Amasha did have trouble with ballet when she first joined our studio but she has also greatly improved.
'Natalie.'
'Vinod.'
The music changed to a fast paced one.
Once our one on one dance showdown was over, Nishanthi dismissed us.
Exhausted from today's performance I dropped dead on the bed once I got home.
~Fate, Love & Nescafè~
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Edited : 22.06.16
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