Calista
Time truly passes by if you don’t pay attention to it, especially if you were deep in thought.
I didn’t even notice that it was time for lunch already until I heard the door open and an unfamiliar face entered the room. Bitting on my pen that I was using for writing in my journal, I looked at who it could be and when I saw more strangers coming inside, only then did I remember that this was the school’s staff room and not just Mimi’s.
The strangers, probably teachers as well, looked as surprised as I was when their eyes landed on mine. No one talked between us and we just stared at each other in stifling silence as I slowly lowered the pen from my mouth. Why must me biting on my pen like an i***t, the first thing that they would see? Talk about a ‘great’ first impression, am I
