Chapter 3: Meeting

It's been days since Nizsha create a wedding scene. And the news about it spread through the city. From these generation we live on, no incidents can't be catched by the eyes of the camera. Nizsha became the villainess on the couples. And it seems because of that online issue, the school suddenly asks her to meet them.

All night she couldn't sleep for what she's done. She know she overreacted on the scene. It's just everytime she thinks about that event she can't control her anger. But, the anger leads her to her own destruction. She played low profile person and now she was popular on social media. And that famousity push her to meet the schools administrators. She begun to feel a stomach pain and it keeps her wake up. No it's both the problem she made and the pain she is now experiencing. But all she have to do is to calm and sleep, she force herself to close her eyes.

She was awaken by her traitor dream. It's like her conscience enters her dreamworld and made her feel guilty and the bully. Her sweat soaked her and she also needs to prepare for school.

She take the street that leads to her school. She lives blocks away from the institute she studied. Walking there would save her fare and it could be added to her allowance and other school related expense. But these doesn't bother her. The walking on the street is okey, but it was her stomach ache. The more she gets closer to the school the greater the pain she experienced. She can feel her lips were dried and bites it so frequent to make it pink not pale. Her sweat are dripping abnormally. It's very unusual sweat, she feels unlike her everyday walking routine going to school. And her heart pounds so fast. She understands, she was stressed out being called in the school's administrators office. It would be regarding her action on that day.

She was near the gate when she barely walks and had a blurry vision. She is breathing heavily like an athlete who just finished training for the final competition. She stretch her arms to the guards. Some students see her but didn't pay any attention towards her, other just passed her like a wind. The guards were too busy checking students stuff's and scolding the hard headed students who doesn't follow school rules.

"Heeeelllpp…" the only thing she could cried in a low voice then passed out. She could hear students panicking, they were afraid because it's the first time f2f class announced ever since pandemic rises.

(After the noise about election, new administration seat's on the highest position in the country. The government urges the field of Education to open the schools for f2f class. Even though the pandemic was still affecting the world, the government doesn't like the new normal education alternatives in delivering and teaching lessons. So these is what the students were waiting for, for almost 3 years.) No wonder why nobody dares to come near her, fearing she might had new variant of the virus.

Nizsha wakes up again, but the place she was in is not familiar. Seeing the arrangements and the design of things it is clear for her that she was in hospital. She doesn't know how she get there, when the only thing she remembers was that she was lying on the school gates floor. And no one dares to come near her. The nurse arrives and checked her status. The nurse then explained she had a high fever, and should take rest first and finished the medicine inserted on her.

"Who brought me here?" She asked out of curiosity.

" He said a concerned citizen." The nurse replied.

She doesn't bother the nurse for asking many questions about the concerned citizen's identity. After a short calmness of mind, her brain suddenly comes up on a silly question.

"Was I confined with a virus case?"

The nurse laughs and replied " Miss, if you have a virus should I be wearing a medical suit and quarantine you in much close room and not in a public hospital's private room."

Upon hearing what the nurse said, she was shocked not because she is virus free, but she was lying on a private room and she doesn't have any idea how could she pay the room. The nurse noticed the looks she made.

" Don't worry miss, you already paid for the bills although you don't have enough on your wallet, the concerned citizen also compensate for the remaining balance."

Nizsha's eyes widened she took her bag and found a 500 bill on her wallet. Enough for her allowance for a day. She sighed heavily and regrets sleeping for long time. She has no choice but to finished the medication and rest. Seizing the money she saved for her boarded house fare. She opened her phone and found a text message from Lemy:

/ Hey where U now? Y does the school wants to see you?/

Then she rushed out, the nurse calls her but she refused to turn around. She was 3 hours late for the school administrators meeting. And she must not fail it, whatever the purpose for the summon she must be there to face it.

She arrives at school for a minute. She hurriedly head to the office to meet the head. There she found them standing up ready to leave. They saw her panthing so the head request other parties to be seated. She didn't gave a second thought. She immediately bows her head and apologize to her actions days ago.

The other parties giggles seeing her apologizing. Then she raise her head and she feels something is weird.

" Miss Nizsha Dazz, we called you here along with other students whom while ago was here just to inform you, that you are one of the lucky students to received a scholarship program from Damascus group." The Director said.

So after all the nervousness and thrill. She was confused and stressed, she even got admitted to the hospital because of the mixed feelings she had. She smile and feel relief. Then she deeply thanked the Damascus's people who shared the news. Then they live the office. Her dean who was there ask her to talk privately.

" You almost kicked yourself out of the list." She said.

"I'm sorry ma'am I was just afraid it might be about the incident days ago, besides the letter that school sends doesn't have any reason for the summon. That's why I thought it was that."

" The school wants to surprise you all. These was the Damascus's idea. Also forget the incident that happened days ago at the wedding. It doesn't happen on school, those people there who attended are not from our school plus your friend already cleared your name."

Nizsha was relieved hearing those. After a little chitchat they both get out and separate ways. When Nizsha turned her back on her dean, from a distance of the hallway, she saw Lemy standing. They both proceed to their hide out which is the old library of the school. From the very first day of the class they find the old library a better place to stay because first, it has a creepy story, it was quiet and free to express words not bothering anyone cause it was a restricted area.

There Lemy opened up her transfer on a university. Nizsha feels like it was her fault. But Lemy explained everything to her, for her to understand.

"Nizsha, my transfer does not link on what happened to the wedding. It was my parents decision because my father got fired and my college fee's is a threat for our daily needs. So entering University is great because it offers free tuition there. Also about me taking you out of the school punishment. It's also my decision, afterall it's all my fault that made you burst your anger and made you say those hurt words. I can't bare to lose your scholarship. I just heard it when I clean the office the other day. That you were one of the scholars, I was happy for that. But I feel guilty that due to what happened at the wedding it might cause you to be erased on the list. So I step in to save you. Wasn't I a good friensis?"

Nizsha can't believe her best friends idea of rescue. How she think and solve problems. She feel bad for herself that she made her friend shoulder the fault and has to say good bye for her. Although she doesn't want to make her leave, she can't stop her friends decision cause she already made it up. And Lemy's family were looking forward too for her to understand. They have nothing to do but say farewell and cover the whole area with a cry.