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Frangible (Moved to a New Link)

A life of an unwanted, invisible and most of all frangible.

DripDripDrop · Teen
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13 Chs

Right Room

-Olivia-

Suddenly, a paper plane hit me. As already irritated as I am, I was about to crumple and tear it into parts. But before I do, I notice there are words written in the paper plane saying

"Performing Arts Club room, After School –Pen."

I look around, trying to find who threw this. I mean can't they just directly tell me?

Ginger and Sandra, curious to know, asked me who was the sender.

"It just said Pen here"

And then after few minutes, Sandra's eyes quickly became big followed by Jo Ginger's blushing.

"What in a world are you guys thinking? I don't have psychic powers so just tell me what's going on."

"It's a confession."

Both of the girls said in unison as their eyes shone like sparkly jewels, oooh boy...

[After School]

Now that classes are over, I was given a thumbs up by Sandra and Ginger and then head straight to the Performing Arts Club room. Now for some reason, I feel nervous.

Now, the question is:

How will I, a transferee, know where is the Performing Arts Club room?

And as expected I got lost. Screw nervousness. I really need to find that club room.

Lost in a maze

I sensed a gaze

The feeling is near

I must have no fear

When I was about to give up,

"Miss, are you lost?"

A voice from behind said

To my surprise, I almost tackle the guy. Well, almost.

"Ah... Yeah, I want to know where's the Performing Arts Club room." I hesitantly replied

"Oh! Coincidentally, I'm about to go there, follow me."

What a strange guy, I bet he's one of the seniors here. Never saw him in classes

[Performing Arts Club room]

Finally, we have arrived at our destination. Now the nervousness came back

When I opened the door I saw...

"Hey! Stephen, I see you doing great with your works." said the guy I almost tackled.

"Stephen Mucci?"

crap, I said it aloud

Now both of them stared at me with confusion.

"I guess I went into the wrong room"

when I was about to leave,

Mr. Mucci stopped me by saying:

"You're in the right room."

Dear Drip,

I felt the heavy rain

Trying to find a shade

one umbrella to share

It is enough to care

Sincerely Yours,

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