Today was one word,terrible. First ,I overslept thus woke up late and started looking for my designs; today was the last submission day for the Avant-garde competition and I couldn't for the life of me find the designs I had set aside particularly for something like this.
You see,I had divided my collection into two,my normal regular designs and the 'not-anyone-can-just-see-it' collection. There was one that I'd recently made that looked really stunning. My stunted vocab would not allow me to fully describe it but I'll try. It is a turtleneck long sleeved gown with a gathered waistline. It is actually a body con dress with a long wrap skirt that can easily be detached for better access of its wearer. I also embroidered roses into the borders of the skirt,the sleeve wrists and the neck base. That's how I made it and it's been my favourite so far.
But I just couldn't find it. I've looked everywhere. Every single place I can think of and I'm starting to believe that it's not in my room. But if not here where could it possibly be?
Aunt Em honked twice and I flew downstairs, tumbling in a heap in the car."Steph, have you seen my drawing of a bright red dress,kinda ball gowny?" I asked,almost desperately.
"Nope." She answered, popping the p.
"Stasha?" She shook her head in response.
"Aunty?"
"You know I would have asked for its owner if I had come across it." She replied, easily maneuvering the car to cut off some guy who was trying to beat the traffic. "Is it important?"
" Yeah,I was planning to submit it for a competition in school today. Today's the last day."
"Well,I hope you find it." She yelled as she drove out of the school car park.
I saw Peter and decided to ran up to him. We had only a coupla days to the presentation day not to talk about our nonexistent write up. Just a little more and we'll be screwed.
"Hey,Peter. It's me. What's your schedule like? We've not yet started our project so when will you be free enough?"
He jumped a tad bit at the loudness? of my voice. I felt a little bad. "Oh,hi. I was also thinking about that. Should we meet at the library or my house? I'll find time and be there."
I paused, contemplating on which would be our best choice." The library closes alongside school most of the time. Okay..then your place would be okay. When should we meet?"
"After school. Say,4. Sounds good?"
"Okay,4 is fine."
We parted ways ,he to English and I to culinary arts. On my way, I dropped off my artwork. I had no other choice than to choose another. By next week, hopefully, the results should be out.
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During lunch, I met up with Erimintrude because she had the same lunch break as me. Today's queue is so long, it seems to go on forever.
"What are you taking?" I asked Erimintrude.
"Dunno,maybe the chips, burger and that forever awesome chocolate sundae." She replied, gushing over her mental list. I promise I did see stars in her eyes.
When it got to my turn, I was about to place my order, when someone ho obviously doesn't value their life rudely cut it, overtook me and placed his order. That said someone was supertall but sorry for his so was I ,I could easily put him in a headlock. Ha.
I poked him in the ribs, "Excuse me, I was here first. Move away."
"I know that." He didn't so as turn.
"Then I guess you also know that that is extremely rude. I'm a hungry girl here and I don't appreciate your weird sense of humor." I was getting annoyed really fast.
"You have eyes, I'm not done yet." He said that. He actually opened his truck and said that to me.
"Do I look like I care to you?" I tried to shove him but it's impossible to shove pillars. So I opted for the next best thing. He was standing with his legs slightly parted so I went closer and kneed both the backs of his legs. He buckled and slammed into the serving counter just as the serving lady finished with his food, a little later and he would have been decorated on his pretty boy face. Bad timing on my part.
He righted himself, picked up his food and stared at me .if I had ever forgotten how beautiful west was he sure reminded me. he regarded me briefly, "well aren't you an annoying one." What? he stared more till I felt a blush creeping up my face. he signed and left.
Erimintrude tapped me when the serving lady had to repeat her question twice, "What should I get you today?" she asked.
"Oh, just mac and cheese, a bowl of salad and an apple."
"Milk or water?"
"Water, please."
After Erimintrude got her food, we moved to our table to find peter there. "hey peter, what's up?" I greeted.
"Hey. hi, Erimintrude. So you know our presentation thing, Coach Meyers our team an assignment to be completed so how about we meet up at Dior's later today,okay?"
"I gotcha, see ya." My eyes followed him to his table where they involuntarily shifted to a certain redhead. He stared at me as though expecting me to blush again. Ha! I lifted a brow and smirked as I turned away. I continued eating until I sensed a presence beside me. I stopped and fought an audible sign,"Yes?" I pointed my fork at him."Your mission."
He ignored my question and asked one of his,"What's your name?"
"Why? What's it to you?"
"I just want to know."
"I don't even know you." i pretended.
"Huh?" He frowned I've been sitting next to you in Miss Marcia's class for three weeks now."
"That so? " I shifted my attention and glanced around" Thats nice. Now move. Everyone's staring and it's making me uncomfortable."
"Oh." he smirked. Straight white teeth and dimples . Kill me now. " Tell me else i'll kiss you."
" You dare not. I'll kick you where the sun doesn't shine. Do you have a death wish?" I pulled slowly away from him.he laughed. A full belly laugh that did things to me. Now I sound like a simpering mess. I'm not telling him though.
"While watching you guys is pretty entertaining. I wanted to remind you that lunch is over and the cafeteria is emptying out." Mintrude commented. Oh my god. I forgot she was even here . How embarrassing. I flushed.
He turned to Erimintrude and turned on the charm,"Whats her name?"he asked gesturing at me. Mintrude visibly melted and replied,"LylyAnne. LylyAnne Campbell." He turned to me," A beautiful name for a beautiful lady."
I frowned and replied bluntly," Is that the best you can do? I thought you were a lot smoother than that," he shrugged," What can I say? Old but gold."
I smiled and started to pack our trash,"You done, Minnie?" She kept staring at West with a lovestruck expression. " Hey." I waved my hands in front of her," We're running late,lady. mr Frazier is definitely going to give us that detention." she kept staring. Annoyed, I walked away. She can moon for all I care.