Famous rivalry

Stephen saw Journee walking away from him. He could believe what he just dreamed about. He held his forehead in his palm and kept exhaling loudly for minutes to calm himself down. "Shit! Shit! Shit!" he curled his mouth in 'O' and breathed in and out with his full lung capacity.

"You idiot!" he scolded himself. "How could you think something like that in presence of her? Thank God, it was just a dream, a figment of my imagination, or else these walls would be painted with my blood and brain by now. Oh God! Oh God! If she gets to know that I was dreaming about kissing her, she will kill me, and no one will be able to find my body."

Journee walked out of the IT department and moved to the auditorium. The media personnel were sitting in the front, waiting for the commissioner to come and start the conference. She sat in the very last row and waited for everyone to arrive.