"J'veux des problèmes..."
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With my heart beating wildly in my chest, I was there singing my heart out, but here I was, doing just that.
As the notes left my lips, I closed my eyes, savoring the moment. But then, just as quickly, my voice began to crack and falter, betraying my nerves. Damn it! I stopped singing and quickly looked at Trez, searching for some indication of what he thought.
I could feel my embarrassment increasing as I covered my eyes with my hands, hoping to hide my shame. I had never felt so vulnerable, so exposed. But then, to my surprise, I felt a hand gently touch my arm, causing me to look up.
Trez was smiling at me, his eyes filled with warmth and understanding. "Don't be so hard on yourself," he said. "You were great."
I couldn't help but smile back at him, feeling a rush of gratitude and affection toward him.
"Thanks, I was so nervous," I admitted, feeling a slight smile form on my lips. Trez's words of encouragement had been exactly what I needed to hear.
But as much as I wanted to stay and talk to him more, I knew I had to get to class. "I have to get going," I said, trying my best to move away from there. "There's this stuff I need to finish."
"It's fine we're gonna talk", he said.
"Okay", I said, turning around.
As I walked to class, I remembered it was movie night for our class, but I wasn't planning on going. They were going to watch a movie I had already seen, so I decided to head to another classroom to scroll through my social media instead.
As I was settling down with my laptop, I noticed Harden, a classmate walking towards me, and his sudden interest in my attendance at the movie night raised my suspicions.
"Tess, aren't you going to watch the movie?" he asked.
"I've seen it already," I replied.
"But is he going to be alone. You can't leave him there by himself," he said, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.
I looked at him curious and chuckled. "And who is he?"
Before I could say more, he closed the lid of my laptop and began to persuade I went along with it, secretly planning to return to my classroom after he was distracted.
As I entered the room, I noticed that the lights were off, and there was Trez sitting in the front row. "Why is he sitting in front?" I muttered under my breath, surprised. "I can't sit there."
Just then, "goo," a classmate, pushed me forward "You didn't tell me you were gonna come," I whispered to him as I took a seat.
"I didn't know either. Your classmates made me," he replied with a sheepish grin.
I had a hunch that something was fishy, but I decided to put on a smile and try to enjoy the movie.
As the movie started, I sat next to Trez, and we settled in to watch. Occasionally, I would steal a glimpse at him, and I noticed that he was doing the same. We smiled at each other, but we didn't say anything.
The air was charged with tension, and I could feel my heart racing.
"I can't believe I'm going to watch this movie twice," I said, breaking the silence.
"Actually, I also watched it," he replied, and I smiled in response.
"So why come watch it?" I asked, curious.
"Why did you?" he countered, and I smiled, looking away.
After looking away, I focused my attention on the movie. Trez, and I continued to watch in silence until something unexpected happened. Our hands found their way to each other, and he held my hand in his. I couldn't help but notice how soft his hands were. We remained that way until the movie ended, and the lights came on.