I thought of skipping the skincare for just this day but then just the thought of my skin getting itchy made me think twice. On top of that the weather is cold here and I can let my face go dry like this. That is so uncomfortable. I rushed to the other bathroom and there I saw Chris.
The instructor asked us to assemble at a fixed time and he had already repeated that thrice the previous night. There is no way I can wait till the other washroom to be empty. So I rushed inside making Chris and few of the other guys whom I didn't see earlier, shocked. I smiled at their jaw dropping faces and showed up my face wash as if that will explain everything. "I will just take five minutes. You guys can continue." I don't know why I said that last part but anyways I ignored their stare and began doing whatever I was about to do.
Why do I always get into these weird encounters?
I could still feel their stares at me but I thought of not saying anything and continue my job. After I washed off my face I was now able to open my eyes clearly. To my astonishment there was no one in the washroom other then Chris who was standing by the wall leaning onto it, with his hands folded to his chest and looking at my reflection on the mirror. For a moment those hazel eyes felt like they were drilling holes through my body.
"Umm where is everyone?" I muttered turning back to him.
"They left." He answered.
"And what are you waiting for?" I asked as I dabbed the towel on my face.
"I wanted to wash my hands." He answered without even changing the tone of his voice.
I realized that there just one basin in this washroom. While the ladies washroom had around three. What kind of planning is this?
"Umm...sure I am done already. You can use it now." I said and rushed out of the washroom quickly. By the time I reached the hall everyone was gone so I thought of brush my hair quickly and just head to the bus. I took my backpack and hurried towards the staircase. The entire felt so empty and even my steps echoed through the staircase. This is a situation where I get anxious very quickly. Not because I am late and the instructor might scold me but just because I feel like they might leave me behind. Yes, it has always been like this.
One time when I was in school I was late because of some reason. It was an emergency and I knew there were still some people who would be much late then me but just the fear that I have to enter the classroom full of students made my heart beat fast as I walked into the school campus. Later when I entered the class I saw that there were not even half of my classmates. I just want to be on time wherever I go otherwise I feel weird.
I was in a hurry and somehow I bumped into tall figure. I looked up to see who it was and saw those dark eyes staring at me. I noticed I was almost clinging to that person so I quickly backed off and straightened my clothes. "Sorry sir I didn't see you." I told the person in front of me, the instructor himself.
"You should watch out."
I agreed with a nod. This also meant I wasn't too late for the bus, so I could take it easy on the rest of the steps.
"Why are you racing around like a lunatic?" he inquired, his face puzzled.
"The...bus," I explained.
"Oh...you don't have to run for that. It's not like we will leave you or anything." He said with a grin as he continued to eat the banana he had been holding all this while.
How is he so chill? Didn't he say we need to be there on time? I wanted to ask him but then I saw Min waving at me from the other way. I thanked him and strode towards my friend. "I thought you already left for the bus?"
"No I was just waiting for you downstairs. Then I heard someone talking and turns out it's you and Mr. Farooq." She said smiling.
"Let's go downstairs then." I said and we both headed downstairs.
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