Everyone in the room looks the same. They are here in this university because music gave them life or a purpose. However, this man behind me looking plain as a white bond paper. He has nice sleek hair, broad shoulder, slender fingers, and a good face. However, his dark eyes tell me something that he is tired of music. I don't trust my instincts usually, but this time I am confident with my intuition. I like judging people by their eyes, poise, and actions, and sometimes I can't stop talking from my mind. My name was called by our teacher. It is my first day at Musical University, and we need to introduce ourselves.
I stand up from my seat, and when I accidentally looked behind, I saw him resting his head at his desk. Maybe he's just sleepy or tired from us singing and playing instruments?
"Hi everyone! My name is Amy Hazel, I'm 18 years old. I want to be a popular singer someday and I also do theatres. Hope all of us get along!" After I introduced myself, I started singing "City of Stars". I loved that song because of a movie. The movie teaches me to follow my dreams even I had to lose someone that I love. I don't know that feeling yet but I know someday there would be sacrifices made for me to be a singer. As I finish the song, that boy is still resting his head at the desk. I felt disrespected and now I get why teachers get frustrated whenever the students were not listening. My classmates clapped at me and the teacher let me go back to my seat. I saw him trying to wake himself up and as soon he looks at me, I glare at him.
Sometimes I felt guilty for not controlling my emotion but I cannot keep all the anger inside me. The boy's name was called, Hendrix Celeste. What a classical name, it seems his family is into music. I somehow heard the name Celeste before. He started singing without saying anything, what show-off two-faced person! He sings "Fly Me to The Moon" and he has a great voice. I am surprised by a man of dead eyes serenades my ears. However, as I look closely at his face it was bland as dry rice. There is no emotion despite this good quality voice. With that voice and blank state face, he could please Hades and bring someone from death.
When he finishes his performance, the teacher told him that he seems dead while singing. The teacher can see it too that Hendrix is like a grim reaper.
The boy with the fair complexion complimented him and I look at them and speak with no brakes.
"You're a fake." I coldly said to Hendrix and his face was surprised.
Cindy, my childhood friend, glare at me and tried to stop me from talking.
"Hey Miss, everybody is fake haha." The boy beside Hendrix interrupted me.
I remember his name is Carl, he played the drums when he introduced himself.
"Don't talk to me, weird drummer."
The first day of school went like a flash. Now Cindy, my best friend, is insisting on me to apologize to Hendrix. Not just because I said he's fake, but because I said that he should not be in the academy. I know I went overboard by saying that. The dude didn't do anything wrong but why do I feel he doesn't deserve the spot he is in?
"Amy you need to say sorry, it's your first year here in your dream school. You should make good memories with other people." Cindy reminded me.
"I know, bad habits are really hard to overcome." I always made an excuse that it's hard to change for good.
"I know you're naturally mean and judgemental, but actually you were improving last year. Maybe there are other reasons why are you so irritated at Hendrix. Do you like him?"
I was about to puke when Cindy said those words.
"Are you crazy?! Why would I like that bastard?"
"Come on, Hendrix is handsome and he has this attractive singing voice."
Cindy was smiling when she said that.
"Stop teasing me. Okay? I will apologize to him,"
I need to stop Cindy talking before she asks me dumb questions. Maybe she is right? I disliked him because I remember Aaron..... No, I clearly forget that loser.
"Just remember what I told you before Amy when trying to talking someone who is cold or unsociable, try to lighten the atmosphere. Be friendly even in his mind you're the opposite."
Cindy always helps me in fixing my relationship with other people. She was always there when everyone hated me.
"Yes, I would be friendly and mess with him," I smirked and Cindy's face was worried at me.
"What do you mean "mess with him"? Don't curse him or anything." Cindy slapped my shoulders.
"Of course I would not do that. I am the one who will apologize so I should be nice. Stop slapping me Cindy and buy us snacks."
"Why would I should I buy the snacks?"
"I'll be waiting for Hendrix and Carl here to apologize."
"Okay, I would buy it. Just don't do anything stupid?" Cindy warned me and when she left for the queue line at the snack kiosk. Carl and Hendrix arrived, what a great timing! Cindy approached them and take Carl to help buy the snacks. Cindy looked at me saying I should apologize at Hendrix.
Hendrix walked towards me and I actually liked his poise. It is very attractive but why I am thinking of him like that? Hendrix sat across from my position. It was quiet for minutes and I decided to speak.
"Hendrix..." Doing theatres really help me to alter my voice. I could see that Hendrix is surprised by my voice
"Uhmm.. what?" He mumbled. I could see that he is getting shy.
"You know people tend to hate someone because they actually liked them." Thank you for the idea Cindy of me liking him.
"So..... why are you telling me that?" He confusedly asked. I can see that his cheeks were blushing.
"Because I liked you Hendrix....." Boom! Hendrix's face finally turned red like a freaking tomato. I knew this man is new at flirting. Maybe he blushed because I have a killer charisma and beauty?
"Uhmm are.... are you se-serious?" He just stuttered. I am laughing inside, this man is too innocent and funny. The great diction and pronunciation of his talking earlier were crushed by my charisma.
"HAHAHAH you looked funny!" I burst out laughing, I cannot finally hold it back. This man is a real virgin!
"What the heck?" Hendrix is confused and a bit irritated.
"Sorry, it's your fault that I am laughing this hard."
"Am I supposed to apologize?" Hendrix is pissed, his eyes were not just dead but annoyed. I tried to calm myself down and do the "apologies thing".
"No, I'm sorry. I'm just messing with you."
Hendrix is still annoyed and I felt guilty.
"Hey, okay? That was wrong making fun of you? I'm sorry okay? I'm just trying to lighten the atmosphere between us." I humbly explained. Still, he doesn't talk and try to get his phone out of his pocket.
"I want to say sorry for what I said earlier." He stopped looking at his phone and looked at me.
"I have no right to tell you that you should not be here at this school." Finally, I don't feel guilty now.
"I am not supposed to thank you for thinking that. But I accept your apology." What?! This man is really annoying but I need to control myself. I need to make good memories.
"Thank you for your understanding." I just said it in a sarcastic tone. Ugh, I cannot control my emotions. Hendrix looked confused.
"Hendrix, my friend here is really contemplating what she had said to you. So please forgive her." Cindy interrupted the conversation. Carl seated beside Hendrix and he noticed something at his face.
"Are you blushing Hendrix?" Carl asked Hendrix.
"No, it's just hot here." Hendrix denied this man is bad at lying.
"Hey, what did you do to my friend?" Carl asked me as he keeps teasing Hendrix.
"I didn't do anything. I am just apologizing to him." I try to control my smile because I still remember the face Hendrix made when I said I liked him.
"So where's Jean?" Cindy asked the group. The late enrollee was grouped to us for some group works. She is beautiful, tall, and pretty famous on Instagram. But she seems irresponsible at school.
"Amy did you tell her that we will have a meeting here in the cafeteria?" Cindy asked me.
"Yes, I reminded her before in class. She said she would be late for a minute."
"But ten minutes have passed," Cindy replied and give me a sandwich she bought.
"Hey, Jean just posted on her Instagram." Carl informed as he looks at his phone.
"How did you know? Are you following her?" I asked.
"Yes, it seems she recorded the video here at the school."
"Ahh that's why she is not here yet. Busy in satisfying her followers." Cindy said and continued eating her sandwich. She didn't care because the deadline for the group work is until next week.
We decided to start the meeting without Jean. After the lunch break, all of us went back to the room for the afternoon classes. When we arrived, Jean was still not there. Where is that girl? The afternoon classes start, everyone is trying to wake themselves.
After four hours, classes are over and Carl invited us to eat some ramen in the noodle restaurant nearby at the school. Cindy agreed and I also want to eat some soup. Hendrix didn't want to go first but Carl forced him.
It is a long walk from our building to the exit gate. The school is pretty huge and it's like a village of buildings instead of houses. As we stroll by a long walking path near the Arts building. I saw a familiar face. It was Jean, and a black-suited old man is forcing her to go into the car.
"Is that Jean?" Cindy asked us and all of us agreed.
"It seems she needs help." I tried to go to Jean but Carl stopped me.
"It looks like you can't stop meddling other's people business," Carl said to me as he grabs my arms.
"No idiot. That man would abduct her!" I was angry at Carl so I raised my voice.
"That man is his father. I saw their family picture on her Instagram." I calmed down and Jean was already in the car.
"I thought...." I try to explain myself but Hendrix interrupted me.
"Every car that enters the school is checked by the security in the gate."
Hendrix is right, I overreacted.