Everyone went into confusion and most uttered "oh" as a sign of surprise.
"I just hate hearing my surname especially when it comes to the lowest class. Shameful and embarrassing." Full of hatred that can be heard in her voice as she was pointing her attention towards me.
My hands triggered as they became numb while a wave of anger arises from within me. I despised this woman whom I was facing right now. The saddest fact is that I can't do anything to stop her.
I felt a hand holding mine to stop them from trembling. I don't know who owned that hand yet he tried to make me calm. I did not pay attention to him yet my attention was in front of the Headmistress.
It feels wrong. Is it required to make me an embarrassment in front of the crowd? It makes me feel like I'm alone and standing on my feet with no one. I admit, I did nothing and brought useless to our family. I am always an outcast when it comes to important matters and always a protagonist when it comes to this kind of situation. I was a whole burden to her eyes, I was a protagonist in every failure and mistake. I was like a peasant to her.
The hand that holding my hand became tight and made my hands calm. When I finally drew my attention to that hand, it was Daryll who is trying to make me calm. There is no time for that so I gently remove his hand off me.
The only words running to my mind were "I was a shame". I stood up and made my way out of that area without looking back. I took my way out with blank minded and let my feet drag me into somewhere else.
I found myself walking out of that dining area and heading to where my foot planned. I can't hear anything except my heart beating fast and my heavy footsteps.
I just walk through until I get myself out of that area. I was skeptical If I will do it since I am still new here and not familiar with the place. If I got lost, I'll congratulate myself for being dumb.
I came into a place. If you are looking to your back, you'll see the mansion, and only means that I am at the back of it yet still not certain. Everything that happened lately vanished as the wind embraces me with its freshness and ease.
I was found in front of an entrance to somewhere I don't know. It was the kinda garden that can be seen in movies yet different from those. There are bushes on the entrance and lights from above that bring light to the name embarked on the wood.
"Hardin ΔΔ Δden," I whispered as I read the words in front.
I'm an environment lover. I want to be alone with no one yet you have peace. I am the kind of person who always seeks peace and always wants to be alone whenever I always got this unwanted gut.
I made my way inside and what I saw outside isn't something that can be compared inside.
When I entered, a bunch of flowers greeted me with their flawless beauty radiating from the light that surrounds them. There are also streams where their water flows smoothly. If you look from where the water came from, you'll see a little house made from stones. It was old yet magical.
I find this place perfect. I admit I've never been into this kind of place. It has the atmosphere that I wanted.
I walk towards the tree and sat there. Beside the tree, there is a stone house that gives lights to the tree. There are lights in every tree but the shine from the stone house made the place more bright and stunning.
After I sat, I recall what happened a while back. I let out a deep sigh as I remembered what the scene was and let them vanish from my head.
I collided with the magical scent of the surroundings and the beautiful sight of it all as I was murmuring. I felt my eyes gently closing and there, I realized that everything that happened has nothing to do with me. It is just another kind of irrelevant encounter.
When I was resting, a sound that came from nowhere just played. I was immediately fixing myself and let it be with the sound.
When the strings strummed once again, I realized that it was coming from behind. I was gently sneak at my back. I wasn't wrong there is someone there, inside the stone house.
I can't recognize who it is since I was facing its back yet it has its jacket that engraved the logo of Class Dominions and has its color yellow on the sleeves. From his posture, built and body, he was a man.
I wrinkled as I came to the conclusion where there is also someone who knew this place. And I was dumb in that part since I am not the only student here but what caught my attention is, there is no Superior that came from Class Dominions. Why there is one lingering here at the mansion of the superiors? I released myself from exhaustion thinking irrelevant things.
He started to sing and that is when I suddenly paused. His voice, tone, and his way of singing, it is just so beautiful to the point where it blended with the atmosphere of the surrounding making it more magical. But, hearing from his voice, you can feel the sadness and hurt.
"In another life, I would be your man." His last line before he stopped from singing. His hand gently went upward towards his face. I saw, he wiped a tear. He cried. "Come out." He then uttered as his hands went down after wiping his tears.
At first, I did not know that he was referring to me but when I realized that he was talking to me, I immediately hid from the tree. So he knew. He knew that I was here all the time while listening to his song. So he came here first before me, but how? There is no one there as I arrived a while.
I decided to look at him again but to my surprised, he's gone. I thought I was just hallucinating not until he appeared from my back made my heart skipped a beat.
I can't see his face at first but when the light finally struck his face, I can finally see him, the guy from class Dom---. Wait.
"Lincoln?" The first word came out of my mouth as I recognized him. If I'm not mistaken, He is. The one who came from Class Thrones. Instead of answering my question, he just let out a deep sighed.
"You don't have to call me by my name. Call me with my Surname." Disappointment from the tone of his voice can be heard as he said while making himself cool at a sitting.
I cursed yet he cannot hear it since it was coming from my mind. "Mr. Mendez?" I repeated but with a glance of sarcasm.
His face went into ease as he heard me. "Perfect." He suddenly said but his voice was deep wherein it can drown you from it.
"Tsk." I just let out a deep sighed.
"By the way, how come you found this place?" He then asked as he was leaning from the tree.
I saw his instrument from his hand where he used it for a while. Behind his handsomeness and manly posture, you would not think that this guy will use a ukulele than a guitar.
I thought he was playing guitar lately but a ukulele instead like what the hell? Or am I just too dumb where I can't distinguish a sound from guitar and ukulele? Okay, just set it aside. I just let out a smirk.
He noticed me. "Why are you laughing?" He confusingly asked.
"It is my first time seeing a man using ukulele instead of guitar." I was half laughing and smiling while talking to him.
"Tsk. At least it made you smile." He suddenly said and it petrified me. My smile just vanished as I heard those. Where did those words come from? It made my heart skipped another beat.
I remembered that he was also in the dining area and heard all of those sh'ts. I withdraw my attention off of him. Because I know that I was a shame and a whole embarrassment while talking to the Headmistress for a while. I just refrain from talking and waiting for him to scatter the silence.
"You're so cool a while." He was amazed. I immediately draw my attention to him as I heard those words coming from him and my shame went vanished.
I smirked. "You find it cool? Well, I find it rude." I arrogantly stated.
He then sarcastically frown "It's just that, I'd never expected you'll go that far. Yet, your audacity is immaculate" He added.
"I don't know. I don't know when will I stop. Or maybe it's a privilege talking to the Headmistress that's why I came to that extent." I was playing my fingers as I was talking to him while he was playing his ukulele.
H seems not satisfied with my answers. "Is that the real reason?" He asked. "Let me ask you something. What are you?" His question seems out of the talk. Why won't he just talk the talk and not walk the walk? Won't he?
Am I that mysterious to him? "Look, I am just a Servitore and it will leave that way," I answered.
He pretended to be satisfied yet it isn't. "Objection Killed." He shortly said while gently closing his eyes and about to rest.
I took a glance at his face but the glance became stare and that's a crime. He is just too perfect to be human. From his brows down to his prominent pointy nose and well-molded red lips. He's perfect.
"You don't have to stare at my face. Just a glance will do." He interfered as he was trying to stop me from staring at him and what he said can be called overconfidence.
"Haughty," I whispered.
To be continued...