'If I absolutely have to? I have to give the reason to the warden and obtain a written consent. Also, a guard will follow me to make sure I do the necessary work and return straight to the dorms.' Ying Xuan signed with a shrug.
"What about meals?!?" Shi Weiwei asked in horror.
Xuan laughed, 'Of course that's the first thing to come to your mind. I don't know. But probably the warden will have to get my meals here. Its going to be quite a bit of work for her, hence, the anger.'
Weiwei pursued her lips as Xuan finished. "So that means you're going to stay right?" Ying Xuan smiled and ruffled her hair. 'Yes. Like it or not, you're stuck with me. For now, anyway.' she signed.
Shi Weiwei broke into sobs as she flung her arms around Xuan. "Oh thank god!! I wa so scared that the director would expel you! Or your dad would decide to withdraw you." Xuan wrapped her arms around Weiwei's petite frame and stroked her back. Though she did not say it, Ying Xuan knew that neither the director nor her father were likely to remove her from college. The director would not do that as she was a star student and from the Ying family. And her dad really did consider her a chore after all. He would never voluntarily call her home, until she messed up very bad that is.
Two days later. . . . .
Ying Xuan was very busy working on her's and Jingyu's dress for the end of the semester ball in a room in the basement of the girls' dorm.
Xuan had obtained a special permission from the warden for the same as it saved her the hassle of asking to go to the fashion designing studio every-time she wanted to work on it. The warden had also allowed her as it really was a chore to find someone to accompany Xuan every-time she wanted to run to the fashion studio, which was a lot, frankly.
She heard a knock on the door and knowing who it was, Ying Xuan hurriedly hid all her work before she opened the door and came out. As she had expected, it was Su Shaoyan, trying to peek behind her to get a glimpse of her ball dress.
'You'll see it when everyone else does. On the day of the ball.' Xuan signed and tapped Shaoyan's head, who pouted and exclaimed, "Can't you even let me get a peek? I was the one who brought all that stuff from the design studio for you!!"
Ying Xuan laughed as she locked the room and pocketed the key. 'That reminds me. I need some more pins. I'll be fitting Jingyu tomorrow.' she signed as the two headed up the stairs. Su Shaoyan huffed and crossed his arms. "Oh no no no no no." he said, shaking his head from side to side, his brown curls hitting his forehead from different angels, "I'm not helping you without an incentive this time. Let me see the dress once, and I'll help."
Xuan bit her lip and thought for a while before she signed, 'How about I let you have a look at Jingyu's suit?' 'I'll even convince him to let you help him get ready?' Xuan added as an after-thought seeing Shaoyan was not agreeing.