When I thought everything was over and I can rest my mind for a while before the other sections continue in the next town, a man made me felt speechlessly nervous, just by looking at him.
"Can we please show the chiefs what we can do, and some of the drills we learn at the training grounds." Steno, the coordinator said, which obviously made everyone including the chiefs happy to hear that from him, but not me.
"Yes! we'll like to see what you can do." One of the chiefs added, and at that everyone, even though we were from different service, formed a contingent of many uniforms.
I decided to hand over Steno's bag back to him so I can join the others but no, he stopped me with an excuse I didn't like one bit, so I opposed his decision in front of everyone.
"I want you to conduct the parade, you are the only one that knows the drills best," He said, which angered me.
"But steno, you know I can't do that, let one of the guys do that not me. I don't even know what to do, I had no idea we were going to do something like this." I said, not because I can't do it, but because I don't want any attention on me at the moment.
Steno on the other hand, was still insisting I be the one to conduct, but I was already in hot water, so I didn't want to get into the fire itself, which made me kept declining his offer until I got frozen by a zero degrees chilling voice.
"Will you stop talking and do as you've been instructed to?" someone shouted from the crowd with a cold voice, making everyone turn to the direction it came from, confused and surprise.
"That's the voice... the voice.... the voice from the crowd, it sounds familiar, why do I feel like I no the owner." I said to myself, and slowly turn to see who it was that got to me like that.
"It's him, he's the one, the same man in my dream this morning," I thought. Since everyone was already looking at him, it was not had for me to know it was him who shouted at me from the crowd.
"But why, why was he soo mean? he was like that in my dream as well, very strict and cold, with an expressionless face, but he's charming too, and his lips, it looks like he has a cut and not lips, his eyes, they are dangerously beautiful, wow, he's really handsome."
I kept thinking, forgetting where I was and what am to do. Thank God my thoughts were not loud, because I was really screaming. Only if he could hear my thoughts, what will he say?
My thoughts kept me standing at one place not knowing what to do, which was not soo good, because it also made me keep looking at him without even blinking my eyes, I didn't know what to do. Thank God, someone brought me back from the world I was creating for myself and him.
"So what now, will you conduct the parade or not, you are the best commander we can get for this program." Steno stated, bring me back to life from the man's trap.
"parade!!! parade atten....tion!....." I commanded with the deepest voice I've got, bringing everyone to attention and all eyes on me. yah, that was what I was trying to run away from, but it still happen.
With some commanding and drills here and there, I answered Steno's question and also conducted the parade, making the chiefs, Steno and Lion happy and proud of me, but for the others, I can't tell how they felt.
We proceed to the next town for the next section of the program, and this time, I was to give a speech to high school students. As a lady of few wards, I thought I wouldn't be able to do it, but I stole the show.
As I gave my speech, I kept stealing a glance at someone, Mr handsome cold face. And each time our eyes meet, he'll give me a smile I don't know how to call it. But it kept me going till I was done and took my seat, a row away from his.
I felt so uncomfortable wishing we could just bring the program to an end, so I can just go home. But no we had one last stop to make for the day, and I knew something was bound to happen.
At our last stop, before everything could start, we were given some minutes break to rest, so I and Gasper decided to have a look around, just as we were about to leave. A man dress in the Prisons Service uniform approached us.
"Hi! good day, am Gideon, a representative from the Prisons service, can I please talk to you for a while, if you don't mind." He said with a smile, giving his introduction to us, but his questions was directed to me.
"I don't, only if you won't take mach of my time, I have to find something to eat before we start you know." before Gasper would say anything, I answered quickly, knowing why the guy wanted to speak to me.
From the look of things, he was with that cold looking but handsome face man. They are both in the same uniform, meaning they are together, and the slim but cute man might have sent him to me, so he came to talk to me.
I excused myself from Gasper and stood aside to talk to him, but his next sentence proved me right. He wanted me to talk to his friend, so he came to call me, and if I agree he'll tell his friend to come speak to me, but non of them gave me the chance to answer.
In the next moment, that cold man was already standing next to me and Gideon, his friend. This made Gideon left without saying a ward to me nor his friend.
"Hi, please forgive me, am sorry for how I spoke to you this morning, I was too hash on you I know. Please find a place in your heart to forgive me, am so sorry." He said with a calm voice and an emotionless face, making me find it hard to tell if he felt guilty or not.
"Have you forgiven me, can I take your silence as a yes?" He asked, making me feel nervous and anxious.
"Yes! I replied shortly not knowing what else to say.
"So can we became friends?" He asked again. This time with a nice smile.
"Yes... maybe.....if you want to.." I said nervously, almost being afraid to say no.
"Eerm... can I have your number so we can talk more?" He asked while bringing his phone out from his pocket.
"Ye.. yeah! but you can't call me in the evening." I said as a warning to him. I didn't want to be disturbed for goodness sake.
He agreed so I gave him my number, which was so surprising to Gasper. He has known me for almost a year but he still didn't have my phone number.
He stood at a safe distance watching us like a body guard, and I could feel his angry gaze on me