Amy's body trembled, she bit her lower lip, just as she was about to talk, she heard someone's voice, "Hey Delilah"
Anna's sudden voice broke tension between the two, Delilah's cold aura reverted, and she smiled at Anna entirely ignoring Amy.
" Hi Anna, you're here" Delilah cheered.
" Yeah, I saw the pictures you sent, I can't believe you actually went to C city, I bet it was fun" Anna said happily, jumping up and down holding Delilah's hands.
Delilah was speechless, she could only smile bitterly, "I brought something for you" she whispered.
Amy felt insignificant, she was standing right here, but they didn't even notice her presence, she cleared her throat and the girls turned to her.
" Oh, you're still here?" Delilah sneered.
Amy's face burned with embarrassment, "Yes, I'm not done talking to you Delilah" she answered.
" Is there anything else classmate Amy needs?" Delilah smiled mockingly.
The point was that Amy will definitely lose face if she stayed and would accept defeat once she left.
Amy clenched her fist, "Nothing, I have to leave now, we'll talk later" she said and hurried left the class.
" What was all that about?" Anna sneered coldly.
Delilah shrugged.
★★★
It was time to leave for the training camp, Delilah and Anna stood in the queue with their ID cards and form, they were directed to the same bus which made them delighted.
Unfortunately, Amy and Fredrick are in the same bus with them, they are sitting right in front of them.
Anna was so mad about it that her chest hurt.
They settled in their seats, Delilah sat by the window and Anna sat beside her, reading.
" Hi classmates" a deep, melodic voice reached their ears and their heads turned to the source of the voice simultaneously, it was Fredrick, Amy was behind him with a proud smile.
Anna rolled her eyes and continued to read while Delilah ignored them. Amy's smile faltered when she saw their reactions, it was like punching cotton.
They settled in their seats, Amy's face was as black that ink could squeeze out of it while Fredrick simply brought out a book and read like he wasn't bothered.
Delilah felt she was dreaming when she saw Harrison entered the bus and took his seat behind her, is this some kind of cliché plot?!
Their gaze met for a fleeting moment, and she felt like she was floating as he stared back at her.