Uhh... Yeah

As I'm searching my way to the dean's office there were groups of student passing their ball around. I'm guessing that's the basketball team. Well Ainsworth International School is not just one of the top schools in academics it also excels in sports. Then one guy saw me and whispered something to the other guys. I was like what are they gonna do now and I just turned my phone on. Then suddenly I heard a movement then I moved my head sideways and blocked it with my left hand before it hits the seems like a faculty member woman.

"Holy shit!" I heard a guy said and they just run off. I guess they don't have the guts. I bowed infront of the beautiful yet strict looking woman as a sign of greetings and and I just walked away to search for the dean's office.

"Ummm... Excuse me miss.!" the woman said.

I stopped and looked at her way.

"Are you new here." she asked in strict tone which reminds me of my grandma.

"Uhh... Yeah." I answered puzzled because why call me.

"I'm guessing you're going to the dean's office." she added.

"Yeah" I simply said.

"Come it's this way."

Thank God someone who can help me. I just followed her until we entered an office with a theme of mahogany. There's a name plate that says Mrs Antoinette Hastings and below says Dean. I looked at the lady as she took a sit at the chair behind the dean's desk. Which means she's the....

"Hello, I'm guessing you're Mr Charlton's daughter." the name that she said made my heart ache. I tried to hold back the tears as I said.

"Yes I am Mrs Hastings."

"Your cousin Miss Yvette told me that you'll go to school here. I'm happy to accept excellent students just like you."

"Thank you." I bowed.

"Here's your class schedule. Also thank you for blocking the ball. " I took the schedule from her hands and told her "it's nothing" then I excused myself out of the office. That was rough. When I finally reached my first class I chose the seat at the very back that is near the window. I looked at my phone to see what is the time. It says 7:00 I guess I still have much time left. I guess I am just going to draw something. As memories flashed through me I started to draw someone dear to me but he doesn't clearly feel the same that I do because I know I am not good enough for him. I didn't confess to him because I already know the answer. I tried to tell him a few years back but when went near him he asked me if Hazel liked him. At least I didn't do it because it will just ruin our friendship. I guess falling in love with your best friend just doesn't work out in real life. I guess the hard part was accepting the truth. I drew and drew until I fell asleep on top of my sketch pad. I really do miss him but I bet he doesn't even think of me.