Monday, I rose up late inspite of my alarm disturbing me. We hired sloth maid named, Cassandra. She fed me breakfast, a boiled egg, tea and bread. I ran half a kilometer panting but I was still late. The one who didn't care was taking class. I slept as soon as I entered the class, the class was over with me sleeping soundlessly. See, I told you my professors doesn't cares.
"Hey, Murk, Get up", Rocky woke me up, " it's a break "
"Ya", I got up scratching my head, smudging my face and eyes, yawning again and questioned, " Whose class?"
"Mr. Walls"
"Oh, that professor"
I acted attentive on his class, avoiding any disturbance. My Rocky was a sure topper, he was so sharp and brilliant, he even helped me in studies.
The class ended, I took notes of two periods which I missed when I was sleeping (of course from Rocky). Nick and Jack who sat on the seventh bench. I went to their bench and exchanged some words, they complained that they could not look at the board properly. They said that they would clear their doubts by discussing about the whereabouts.
So, I went downstairs, I saw my tangy Rose, talking to five girls and somewhat teasing them. I glanced at her, she was with her boyfriend (Borocho) hugging and kissing ( on cheeks) at the staircase. They encountered Miss Fernandez, Rose wished her ' Good afternoon'. Miss Fernandez smiled and went away. She laughed and taunted her "Ay sexy". She was singing and dancing at the staircase with her red matted lips and short Merlot dress and a bag of pure black.
She interrupted my way. Oh! Rose you don't know that's why I love you for your smacking confusing surprising flavour.
"Hey, Hey, Hey, Stop, Stop", she shouted
I did not stopped and silently ignored her.
"Hey"
I, a savage boy, avoided her totally.
I went downstairs, then gently gazed at her red fury look, she was thumping her heels with force. Her wavy chocolate hair was dancing beautifully in the air. Her stupid friends laughing at her for being avoided, and her unsupportive boy friend joining and laughing with them. My mirage was broken when she went away.
Actually, she was a power, a power of my soul, I watched her, ladies and gentleman, I watched her like a movie, a movie of no sound, a movie of endless relaxation, a movie of my dawn. Merry Dawn. Movie of my lovely Rose.
"What are you staring at?", Mr. Organic questioned.
" Ah-a-I was ah finding my pen, my steel pen"
"Oh", he sighed, " I thought that there is something funny going out there"
"Now, I think its in my bag somewhere"
He made a face of grimace and went upstairs scolding the girls. "Concentrate on your studies instead of doing useless things"
I smiled and ran away protecting myself from the shadows of Mr. Walls