Feeling extremely lucky in having a free period, William prepared for his project more professionally. He covered his phone in a case in the design of a cassette tape that he ordered a few days ago. He also found a pouch for it that allowed him to wear it around his neck – this way he could catch anything whenever he wanted now without wasting time taking the darn thing out. Catching Yumi on the way out of the dorm building, he stopped her by placing a hand on her shoulder.
"Hey, Yumi. You wouldn't happen to know what lessons the others are in right now?" he asked hopefully.
"The others? Probably in math. Why?"
He shook his phone and winked at her, "Class project."
"You're actually doing it?" She laughed, slightly bewildered.
"Well, of course. We have to, don't we?"
"It was an option out of a lot of things. I'm surprised you chose this one."
He squinted his eyes, trying to recall the day their class were given the class project choices.
"Oh... I must have only paid attention to this one."
Yumi tried to hold back her laughter but failed, patting William on the back playfully.
"Have fun with your recordings," she walked off, waving bye to him.
"Right, math," he mumbled to himself.
He walked down the under-arches to the windows that revealed math classes, one after the other. Standing on his tiptoes to find the class he was looking for, he hit jackpot at the fifth window. Sneaking a glance into the classroom, he caught sight of the exact pinkette he wanted to find, sitting on the second row from the front. At the back of the room he saw Odd, Ulrich and Jeremie grouped in the corner.
He placed his phone against the glass of the window and started recording. He positioned the camera to face Aelita's direction then let the camera do its magic. He sat down against the wall under the window and waited until their lesson would be over.
Then he heard the bell ring and it sprung him out of his daze. That felt like a double period, he thought, rubbing at his eyes. He watched as students began piling out of classrooms, some giving him judging looks as they saw him on the ground. William pulled himself up and brushed his bottoms and fixed his top. He reached out for his phone and stopped the recording. Deciding to go over it to see if there was anything useful he could use in the final cut, he made his way to the group's usual hang out bench.
With the group discussing about past and upcoming events, or about things that Sissi had recently done, or about Jim's embarrassing doings, William had budged himself into a seat and began to re-watch what he'd recorded. Halfway through the clip, not much had happened, all but shots of Aelita looking unusually bored with her chin in her palm, writing things down in her exercise book now and then. He had to admit though, she did look quite cute looking all bored the way she did – which was quite a weird thought, even for William.
"I know you want to record me twenty-four-seven but I wasn't expecting you to stalk me like that," Aelita cut in, leaning over his shoulder.
"Hey, no peeking at production before the final cut!" He teased, shielding his phone's screen.