Ameylia White
10:15am
West University
Things were becoming worse. First, I wasn't able to do the laboratory exercise written report because my laptop was broken last night.Some virus attacks in the net. Second, I was late because I forgot to set the alarm clock before bed. Third, I found I left my cell phone back home when I got to school. In short, this day was a shit.
Chemistry was my first class at 10 am every monday and wednesday. I entered at the back door hoping that Prof. Michel wouldn't see but then, he did. And he warned me about being late for the third time. I rushed in and said i was sorry. I sat down on my chair and started to flip the pages of the chemistry book i brought.
Hey, something was different. I couldn't feel the usual thing at this hours. When I looked at the right corner of the room, well then, I was right. He wasn't there. But where was he? Was he sick or something? Oh, c'mon, Ameylia..guys cut classes whenever they wanted. But where was he?
I never had a chance to know where exactly Brian was. For what reason I wanted to...I wasn't aware. And so I ended up thinking about it the whole day. I wonder what he was up to this time. Up to the rehearsal. I didn't see him like the usual, at the corridor or by the stairs before the hall reading a book. Or let us say, pretending to read a book.
Shane called and asked me to give her a demo of the step we rehearsed the last time. I stood up from the corner and wiped the sweat around my neck and face. In a final attempt, I looked around for any sign of him.
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