Days flew and it was already the third week of the month. Ann and Chris formed a perfect relationship, which made me happy. Everything seemed to be alright, except for school. The only thing that was troubling me was school and classes. Being in ninth-grade is the worst thing that ever happened to me. Give me a "Belladonna" to fight, I will fight..(That's easier than understanding a chapter of Algebra.)
Anyway, we were having a holiday today. It was announced on the mark of our school's Annual Day. Yeah, our Annual Day was just 48 hours ahead. All the students were quite busy. We had to get the school decorated. The performers who would perform that day were busy practising for the final event. Even Chris and Ann were taking part in some programme, that I rarely saw them, these days. As of today, I didn't see them at all. Flores and Lavinia were part of the student council, which made it compulsory for them to join the other students in decorating the school.
Almost all the students in the school were running here and there, occasionally stopping near the public water dispenser to down cups of water.
I was walking through the corridors nonchalantly, keenly observing what the other people were doing. I walked and walked as I saw pairs of children descending the stairs to the ground, maybe to decorate the ground as well.
Our school's humongous. So big, that I get confused with the classrooms and end up stepping into a different one, even after spending nine years in here. If I talk about my school, then I can never talk about it without mentioning our playground. Our playground was as big as a football stadium. It had a huge basketball court. We also had a green corner.
'Okay, now what is a green corner?'
I will explain it to you! The green corner was an initiative taken by our school, wherein we had a certain region in our playground where students planted different saplings and looked after their growth. There was a special committee of students who were assigned to monitor the smooth functioning of our Green Corner. Two years before I had planted an apple tree, which now had grown to be strong, with firm roots, though it hadn't produced any apples.
Now I was walking down to the ground. The air was slightly misty and cold. There was a lone breeze that was brushing against my checks. I could see a lovely, blue cloudless sky, through the gigantic windows of the corridor. Unlike the noisy ambience inside my school, the way leading to the ground was quite calm and peaceful. I whistled a tune to myself and quietly tapped my feet on the ground and tried tap dancing(I can be weird at times). I did make sure that there wasn't a single soul in the corridor leading to the ground. I looked back as I continued to my pathetic tap dance. Seeing a clear coast I turned my head forward as I continued my tap-dance. One moment I was happy to perform tap-dance, the next moment, I hit something and lose my control and stumbled over. In the mess, I didn't notice the thing onto which I was falling. I caught hold of a piece of fabric and then fell.
CRASH.
Moments passed, and I didn't feel much pain on my body. I didn't feel my chest on the stone floor, instead, I felt something soft and warm beneath my chest. A special sort of feeling spiked up my spines making me feel I slowly, opened my eyes, only to someone else's eyes. Blue glassy orbs staring back at me. Locks of brown hair was fallen onto the left eye, obstructing much of the left eye. I continued examining the features of the face, that I failed to recognize the person, on whom I had just fallen on.
"Ahem, ahem."- The person cleared throat. I suddenly shrugged back to reality. I looked at the person on whom I was on, once again. Those blue eyes, brown hair and pinkish lips seemed familiar to me. Wait...what? Him? Gosh! Was I on him? Oh..no.
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And, who would that 'HIM', be. Why does Sara feel nervous? Stay tuned to know more.