Emma checked all her books and papers, but she could not find her art assignment anywhere. Her only hope was the tall blond boy entering the room with Lysander.
"Tancred, I was wondering if you could tell me what the art assignment was?" She approached him, trying not to let herself blush.
Tancred ignored her.
Emma sighed with disappointment and turned to Lysander. "Well, do you know?"
"A portrait of the person you most admire." Lysander smiled at Emma. "I don't know what his problem is, but it'll blow over. You know Tancred, he gets like this."
Dorcas was watching the scene intently. It was changing every second. She smiled at herself in satisfaction as they began doing their homework.
Near the end, while Emma was tucking away the portrait of the person she most admired, a cloud appeared over her head, soon followed by rain.
She looked at Tancred, clearly hurt and depressed, then fled the room, crying.
This left Tancred feeling foolish. What had he just done? How had he believed what a stupid kid in his dorm room said?
"Lysander, why?" Tancred moaned later that night when they were getting ready for bed.
"Don't worry, just apologize tomorrow." Lysander comforted his friend. He was tired of the draft that was turning the room upside down every ten seconds.
"She won't accept my apology." Tancred whined.
"Give it a chance. Even if she doesn't accept the apology, at least you tried."
Tancred didn't respond. Instead, he slipped under the covers and closed his eyes, just as Matron shoved her hand into the room and turned out the light.
"Hey, Olivia, what're you writing?" A girl from Olivia's drama class approached her while they were taking a break from practicing their play, Romeo and Juliet.
"Nothing!" She snapped her notebook shut and gave the girl a nervous smile.
"It's something." The girl took the notebook away from Olivia.
She read it for a second before reality and horror hit Olivia. This wasn't happening.
The girl started cracking up. "Hey, everyone! Listen to what Olivia wrote!"
Everyone turned their attention to the two girls.
"Don't do this," Olivia warned. If she read the notebook entry out loud, Olivia would figure out the girl's biggest fear and use it on her.
The girl gave Olivia a smug smile and started reading. "There's a rumor going around that I kissed Charlie Bone, or he kissed me. Even though it is totally untrue, I wish it were real. I wish that Charlie could be my Romeo. I wish he was in drama and was Romeo so I could really kiss him. I'd make him a great actor. I'd do anything for my Romeo."
Everyone started laughing.
Olivia's face turned pink. Thankfully, she was wearing a boatload of blush, so no one could actually tell.
It wasn't long before word got out about what Olivia wrote, so it wasn't long before Charlie heard. Now he was confused more than ever. He wanted to know what in the world was going on. Tomorrow, he would confront Olivia.
Oh how things are changing. it looks like things are getting a little more dramatic.
i'll update soon.
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