“I, hence declare the Annual Inter Collegiate Sports Gala, open!”
Unanimous, loud cheers break out, and the whole field literally shakes with energy. The teams are introduced and they all take a lap around the field, lead by the captains, bearing the torches, lit by Dean Brandon. Music booms in the air, the audience howling and hooting all over the bleachers.
It’s a gala. In the truest sense.
I stand behind the dean, near the pavilion for St. Stephen’s, clapping as the lap comes to an end, with a small smile on my face.
The teams align themselves and I spot Zach, looking at me with an adorable smile and sends out a wink. I smile wider, but couldn’t help spot a certain someone tense beside him.
We both have made choices. And now it’s time to adhere.
Two weeks have passed since t
