The buzzing sound of my alarm wakes me up from my dreamless sleep. I wake up and grunt about the destruction of alarms and then remind myself that I was the one to set the alarm in the first place. "Great!" I push away the bedsheet. Tessa's snore reaches my ears as she sleeps like the dead. Nothing can wake her up at this point. And I don't need to.
I smile to myself and hop out of the bed. Today is a weekday but the professors thought to give us an off day to catch up with the tour fatigue. And I have so much fatigue that it made me wake up early. Or maybe it's not the fatigue but a charming man who told me that we will be training today. Every freetime is a useful time and shouldn't be wasted. I would have opposed it but it's the only chance I will get to hangout with him. And I don't leave opportunities. Especially when it comes to winning the next bi-weekly contest which is just a week away.
I brush my teeth, si
Tristian takes me inside the chapel. The interior looks nothing like the exterior. Quite obvious that I never stepped inside it because the day of the contest, I passed out a few steps away from the Chapel. Though I don't really mind the circumstance right now because if I would have known how it looks,then I can't enjoy this moment where he explains to me about the chapel. "This is one of the oldest monuments of this academy. There was no building when it was first formed and all the classes were taken inside the chapel." He says, his eyes focused on the raised platform where the sculpture of a woman stands with different sculpted hard shapes encircling her. Actually,they pretty much look like the different shapes taken from a circle. There is a half circle,full circle, three-quarter circle. Oh, now I get it. "The phases of the moon." He looks at me and smiles,as if reading my thoughts. The ceiling walls of th
The corridor remains silent as mom enters dad's office and doesn't recognise me standing in front of the doors. That's when I know it's my imagination. Otherwise everything looks and feels so real. As if I was here yesterday.And I remember the day I was actually here. I was twelve years old, running through the house, playing hide and seek with my nanny. I chose dad's office to hide but then I remembered that he strictly told me to not enter his office without his permission. So I hid behind those red curtains on the window beside the double doors."I wanted to tell you something." I hear mom's voice through the door. It's impractically loud, as if someone put a speaker on the wall that conveys all the conversations here."What?" The heavy,dense voice of my dad still shakes me.There is a moment of silence. I'm sure mom's hesitating to say something. Maybe I kno
I swing my legs in a to and fro motion as we sit on the bench in front of Lake. Yes, the same lake where I met him the first time."How do you feel?" Tristian asks, his head now tilted at me."I don't know. My parents were literally going to kill me with their words in the dream." I say as I look at my legs. After I woke up, my entire body was drenched in sweat. I kind of wanted to take a shower to clean out all my thoughts. But I wanted to waste this moment with him.He exhales. "It was just a dream, Aurora. It was your subconscious talking. Your worst fears lashed out on you.""Yeah." I mumble. "But it hurts.""I know. The first day I tried it, I wanted to kill myself." He says and I whirl my head at him."Oh my—was it that bad?""Yeah. At least it was bad for the ten year old me."
I stare at him blankly. "You know? You know what my passion is???" I push on the word 'passion.'"Yup." Tristian says and smiles."Then what are you waiting for? Tell me!" I jump up from the bench."It's not that simple, Barbie doll. If I tell you it won't make any sense to you. You need to figure it out yourself." He holds my shoulder."Ugh!—Seriously? Why does everyone keep telling me that?" I grunt and walk around the bench impatiently.He chuckles at my behavior. "Calm down, Barbie doll. It's not that hard. Passion is something that simply makes you happy and helps you escape your pain through doing something that doesn't harm you. It makes you forget your pain and you just feel it in that moment."I stop and whip my head at him. "Yeah, but how am I supposed to figure that out?"
I peek through the door again and my right fist clenches at the sight in front of me. Tessa and Peter? That also holding hands? What the fuck is happening?? I hear indistinct voices of them chatting with each other. But I can't understand a thing they say. So, I put a finger on the back of my ear and close my eyes to concentrate. All the noise in the background including the chit chat of the other students, some of whom look at me and laugh annoy the hell out of me. I need a good place to hide. So, I slowly walk down the stairs trying my best to not catch Tessa or Peter's eyesight. Though,inside I feel like walking there and smashing their heads together. Especially Peter's. I reach a bush in front of the academy building and sit behind the plants. Hopefully, it's far away from their sight and I can hear well if I concentrate. 'Maybe you shouldn't eavesdrop on their conversation. Give Tessa some privacy.'
"Umm...how do you know?" Tessa asks the question that I want to scream out from the bushes. Yes, tell,tell…Peter chuckles. What is this guy with so much chuckling? "We are best friends. We talk a lot. Don't you think it's quite normal for him to talk about his interests in girls?"Girls? How many girls did he talk about? What are their names? Who are they?'Calm down or you might erupt like a volcano anytime soon." Sia adds. I don't give an ear to her words inside my head and try focusing back on the conversation. Things just got really interesting."Yeah, that's true. Does he really like Cinn?""I guess he does. Just the way I jump around to hang out with you, he does the same. In the beginning, he refused to go with me to interact with you all but later I was surprised to find him doing all the talking. It appeared as if he was more desperate tha
Before Tessa and Peter find me behind the bushes, stalking on them, I run like Hussain Bolt and fortunately reach the entrance of the academy. I lean on the door and pant for air, while sweat trickles down my forehead.Alright! I need to go to my dorm and check why my luck is so bad that some person calls me in the middle of my eavesdropping. I walk up to my room and hop on the bed. Ah, the warmth of the bed and the soft mattress is so much better than the pricking grass and mud and mosquitoes! Opening my phone, I check on the caller's list and find my mom's ID flashing. Oh my Moon God! I immediately dial the number back and after two rings, the soft voice of my mom soothes my ears."Aurie, my lovely child. How are you?" She asks, impatience in her voice. And just then I remember about the dream that I saw while I was practicing the Special Arts. My heart sinks."I'm fine,mom. How are you?" I as
The door clicks open and Tessa steps inside. She finds me sitting on the bed. "Oh, you're here."I purse my lips. "Yeah, I am here." I mumble, toying with my phone. The thought of what my mom told me a few minutes ago makes me wonder... What if I am right about my theory?"What's up? You look down. Did anything happen within you and the Alpha?" She sits besides me and I look at her."Not really." Is it correct to say that nothing happened? Because,as far as I can intercept, something is happening. But I don't if it's just in my mind.Tessa frowns. "I don't understand."I sigh. "It's nothing, really. What about you? Were you in the canteen?"She bites her lips and looks down. "Umm... about that. There is something I need to tell you.""Spill." I rub my face with my palms to heat it up