I stood there dumbfounded, but soon regain my posture, and went to take my seat.
My Literature class passed by fairly quickly. I was happy that it ended, but at the same time, I also dreaded the arrival of my next class, P.E., the class that was made to torture people that were clumsy and uncoordinated. Me, unfortunately, was placed in the category of uncoordinated.
P.E. dragged by in a slow pace. I waited for the time to pass quickly, but patience is a virtue that I never possessed. After accidentally hitting two of my classmates with the soccer ball, and giving myself a huge bruise on the thigh, the bell rang, setting me free.
I danced happily to my lockers, with not a single worry in my mind, because I totally forgot about the detention, until I walked pass my Literature classroom.
I mentally groaned to myself, thinking about the work that the teacher will make me do.
Oh how I love detention...
"Ah!" Austin gasped in horror as he saw the large bruise on my thigh, " What did you do to yourself!"
"Ummm... Got hit by a soccer ball..?"
"Silence! This is a detention room, not a cafeteria. Mr. Jackson, please put your food away, and Mr. Callaway, don't talk so loud." The detention teacher, Mr. Michael called out.
"Yes sir" Austin grumbled.
"Hey, being stuck with me for detention isn't such a bad thing." I whispered into Austin's ear with a smirk, " most boys never got that privilege."
Austin looked at me with an unreadable expression on his face, all the while chuckling at me. As we were laughing, we turned back and saw two familiar faces. Evelyn and Webber. They were laughing and making faces at our conversation. Webber was pretending to throw up while Evelyn pretended to hold up an imaginary plastic bag for Webber. She even patted him on the back!
I blushed profusely and slapped Austin's arm for making me feel embarrassed. Austin only smirked in response and ducked down so that his mouth is in level with my ear, and whispered " You know, calling you Mrs. Callaway isn't so bad. Hmm... Cindi Callaway... it has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?"
" You... you... argh!", I growled out, but my voice soon turned sweet, " Are you sure that you don't want to be Mr. Beaufort? Austin Beaufort. It does have a nice ring to it, doesn't it?
" Mr. Callaway! Miss Beaufort! Stop talking at once! You are being way too loud. Although I would enjoy watching you two flirt, this is detention, not some tinder website." Mr. Michael called out again.
I blushed again, and sent a sideway glare at Austin, who was wagging his eyebrows at me. I couldn't help but let out a giggle after seeing his facial expression. After a few moments of silence, Austin began to poke me. Again! I tried to ignore him, and turned around to face Webber and Evelyn, but the sight that I saw flared my curiosity.
Webber and Evelyn were so trapped in their own little world that they had forgotten about the people in the room. This is what I saw. Webber whispering into Evelyn's ear, and Evelyn blushing when she heard what he said. This playful-bantering kind of talk went back and forth for what seems like hours, until they finally noticed me staring at them. Once they realized that they had an audience, both of them blushed at the same time and looked away from each other.
"Awwwwww... How sweet!" I whispered-yelled at them, and making the gagging gesture, with Austin patting my back as if to sooth the sight that had burned my eyes.
"Hey! Don't look at me like that! And no, it's not sweet. It's called friendship." Webber snapped. Clearly, someone was unhappy that I interrupted their intimate conversation.
"Woah dude. Chill. You on your period or something? Cuz you've got a huge mood swing." Austin teased.
"Alright! Enough. Everyone, out of the room. Detention is over. I do not want to see you in this room again. Is that understandable?" Mr. Michael asked. This annoyed me, why does he always have to interrupt us when we're have fun. Okay, we may be in detention, but we're not that loud! Right?
Anyways, without another comment from Mr. Michael, Austin, Webber, Evelyn and I all dashed down the hall at the same time. We finally came to a stop in front of the Biology classroom.
The four of us just stood there, trying to catch our breath. Just then, I remembered that I had a meeting to go to.
"Hey, I've got to go. My mom is waiting for me. She said something about meeting a boy during dinner. Bye!" I called out.
"Bye! Remember! Call you later, and DETAILS!" Evelyn called back. I faintly heard Austin and Webber saying goodbye to me, but oh well, I can never be sure, because of my idiotic best friend.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 1 hour and 30 minutes later ~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Mom, you sure that you got us to the right place? We've been standing here for at least 10 minutes!" I exclaimed.
"Sweetie, patience is a virtue. A young lady must not be easily annoyed or angered." my mom, Selina, answered.
"But mommmmmm, standing in the cold weather is not good for one's body!" I grumbled, " You don't want me to catch a cold do you?"
" Honey, the temperature is around 28 degree celsius right now. You won't catch a cold. Plus, you even wore that sweater over your dress, you won't catch a cold." my mom replied, " Ahhh. There they are."
I turned my head towards the direction she was looking. The moment I saw what she was looking at, my jaws dropped.
"Mom? Is that the person we are supposed to meet?" I managed to say it through my opened mouth.
" Sweetie, please shut your mouth. It's unlady like. And yes, that's the family, not person, we are supposed to meet"
"Selina! Please, forgive me for our tardiness. Our son here, got detention at school, so he came back late." A middle aged women told my mom.
"It's quite alright Rebecca, my daughter and I just arrived a few seconds before you did." My mom smiled.
Gosh! What's with women and their talks! Like, I've been here since forever, and she said that it was just a few seconds!? I stood there silently, waiting for the so time to pass quickly, so that I could quickly go home. But that posture, did not last long, because the next sentence that popped out of Aunt Rebecca's mouth shocked me out of my trance like posture.
"Oh, how rude of me! Austin! Come here, don't hide in the shadow!" Aunt Rebecca yelled out.
"Wait. Austin? What's he doing here?" I asked
" Silly Cindi, he's the person we're supposed to meet with." My mom replied, " Please, Rebecca, let's go into the diner, shall we?"
I frowned at her but accidentally let out a small yelp because Austin Callaway, suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and decided the best way to greet me, was to hug me from behind.
"Hey! I missed you. " Austin whispered so that our parents wouldn't hear us.
"When did you not," I teased, " besides, we're not even a couple, how can you miss someone so fast?"
" Well... It might be because the person that I meet is someone that I really like?"
"Me!" I snorted, " Yeah, and I'm president of the USA. But seriously, what are you doing here?"
"I could ask you the same question"
" Wait... You were supposed to meet someone... here... today... like me... Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"Please, do enlighten me! I'm not a mind reader."
"I'm thinking... that you're the person that I'm suppose to meet with... today..."