LIFE AFTER DEATH.

MEET AND GREET

I bowed my head the instant I saw both of them approaching where I sat. I prayed that they didn't reach where I was, and unlucky for me, they did. While Tess sat in front of me, Curly sat opposite me.

My head was bowed for a while, I had to make sure I was prepared for whatever was about to happen. The class was over in twenty-five minutes and it was time for me to journey to another destination. That would mean I have to stand up, that would mean that I would be seen. What's worse was getting seen with what I wore. I was beyond embarrassed.

I waited for the class to be almost empty before I mustered enough courage to stand. I hurriedly ran out of the class and made my way to art class. I watched both my front and back as I went to make sure I kept track of people's resolve towards me.

My heartbeat was fast and loud, I was not at peace until I was somewhere out of the reach of people. I made a U-turn and spotted Curly and Tess heading towards me. I didn't know when I turned around and dashed into a nearby room by the side.

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" Oh my gosh, " I whispered in relief, " That was close. " I paused for a while and gently tapped my fingers on the door.

" What is he doing with her? " I asked myself, " I mean I get that they know each other... " I scoffed.

I wiped my forehead with my hand as I began feeling dizzy.

" What am I even doing here? " I asked myself.

" Yeah, what are you doing here? "

I screamed and shook as I heard a male voice surface from deep inside the room. Slow and steady, I turned around and saw a boy seated in a chair with a paintbrush in hand and staring calmly at me.

He had blonde hair, short and perfectly styled.

It was dark in the room but where he sat, it had a light bright enough for him to paint. His nose was small and pointed, with a silver ring hanging by the side. His eyebrows were carved and in order, just like his hair. He looked like a Korean celebrity.

Our eyes met, his were ocean blue. I instantly got lost in them. Blue was one of my favorite colors. I guess he expected me to reply to him, but I kept mute. His focus went back to his canvas as he continued painting like I wasn't there.

I stood still, not knowing whether to go out or pursue this new distraction.

My fingers subconsciously went through my hair, I began tapping my feet and playing with my dress. When I was done contemplating what to do, I made a decision, I needed to get to class. I opened the door and prepped to continue my journey but was caught off guard.

Tess and Curly stood a few inches away from the door, facing in front, and having what seemed to be a heated conversation. I halted and dashed back inside the room, slamming the door behind me and resting on it while I breathed heavily.

At this point, the young man inside the room paused, he bent his head and slowly shook it. I didn't need him to say that he was irritated.

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" I'm... I'm very sorry. " I said under my breath.

He stood up and walked towards me. I got a full view of his physique, he was tall, his neck was long and he had what appeared to be a very attractive Adam's apple.

He stopped in front of me and folded his arms, " Who are you hiding from? "

I was intimidated by him, " Hi... hiding? "

He shook his head again and moved closer to me. This time he opened the door instead and scrutinized the surroundings.

" Max? "

As he spoke, he watched my face to get my reaction, I suppose.

" Susie? " He arched a brow, " Nate? Yemi? " He pouted his lips, " Gustavo? "

And as he expected, I reacted to the name. Without hesitation, he opened the door and walked out.

" Hey Gus, can I talk to you for a sec? "

I peeped and watched the boy throw his arms at Curly's shoulder. He gestured to me to leave and l understood the assignment. I had gotten the opening that I desperately wanted and I took it.

" Dude, I thought we agreed not to talk to each other? " As I scurried past them, my ears caught Curly's words before I disappeared.

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