Grace went running towards the art department. Her side ponytail was hanging on the side. With her lace skirt flowing all over, she made her way to Tracy who was standing right in front of the entrance.
"Tracy!", Grace shouted.
"Hey Grace!", he waved at her. "Did you come here running?"
"Yeah!", she was panting.
"I guess you're pretty excited", he chuckled.
"Why would I not be! I was waiting for this the whole time!"
"Okay okay I'm aware of that!"
"So where is she?"
"On the fifth-floor library", he smiled like it was no big deal.
"What?!"
"Yeah. Actually people rarely go there, due to obvious reasons. So she wanted it to be like that".
"Ah, it's fine by me. As long as she's willing to talk", Grace nodded.
As she walked behind Tracy, she recalled the moment when she first saw her. The girl who made her heartbeat louder. The one whose technique left her mouth wide open. Diana.
