A pretty face.. (first story)

It was a cloudy day. Dark, cold and cloudy. The sun had gone on a vacation, far away from Norway. I was not happy to move but was happy that I chose to. Life does give you choices it's just difficult to choose the right one. Design was my choice, freedom was the result I got. My attention changed toward the weather again when it started raining,I would rather say drizzling. Nobody could say that it was noon. I wore my jacket and started walking. My mom was near the hearth arranging some pottery, "Bye mom! See you in the evening.", I said, to which she didn't reply. My dad was there in his car parking it smoothly into the garage. I waved him and left. It looked like it was 5 a.m. in the morning almost all the time. The woods were green, if only you could make out the color in this dim light. I walked and walked, but the path seemed never ending.
I had reached my college saw him at the parking lot smiling at me. Did I forget to mention who 'him' was? Alright. Shane, full name Shane Johnson is a trainee in my college of design, learning Landscaping. It's different than Interiors & Furnitures, but we have a few lectures together.
"Don't you understand that this angle can make the structure fall?", said Mr. Frank,
"You'll have to listen while I am teaching Shane." Everyone was staring at him like it was impossible for Shane to make mistakes. I had just entered the awkward atmosphere of my Design Development class. I quietly walked up to my seat and dropped my bag. He gave me a weird glance and took a seat right beside me.
"Shane, what's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Come on, I heard all of that. Now would you please tell me?"
"I said, nothing."
"Alright. Chill out."
We both started drafting as Mr. Frank started the lecture. sinX divided by cosX makes tanX. For a right angled triangle you must always use these trigonometric functions they are a time saver.
"Like I didn't know that. Seventh grade Mr. Frank.", Shane whispered to me.
"Yeah. I am so bored with this stuff. I wonder when are we going to start with the real designing theory!"
"Not till he is here."
"I guess so."
"Hey do you wanna go grab a coffee after the class?"
"In the cafeteria?", I frowned.
"Nope. I was planning to take you to the La Cafe. But with that expression I am afraid of you."
"Shut up!"
"No really. You know this look can kill people."
"Ok. Now stop it!"
"Alright. So tell me. Do you wanna go?"
I was blushing. I knew I wanted to go but I also knew I shouldn't. I wished for this day ever since I saw him. And now when I have him I am too scared to go.
"Hey! You alright?"
"Yeah. I am fine."
"So do you wanna go?"
"I guess so."
"Great. You'll love that place. The coffee too."
"Sure."
Mr. Frank dismissed the class just then. I walked out swiftly. I was too scared to talk to him. I was all blushing and felt awkward around him. I was almost running when he called, "Rebecca! Hey! Rebeca! Wait."
I stopped and turned, smartly changing my expression to a smile.
"Hi."
"Hi. Are you in a hurry?"
"No. Yeah. Actually I have to make a call."
"Oh ok."
"Yeah. I'll see you at the gate in about 15 mins."
"Alright. See you then."
"See ya."
I strolled across the hallway and kept thinking about him. Does he like me? Does he want to start things between us? Does he want to have a relationship? Oh God! I am so silly. I should be concentrating on other important things. I should come back early.. DD assignment is important.
My eyes struck at a picture lying on the corridor floor. It looked very familiar. My heart started bumping faster. Sweat was down my cheek.
'Is this Shane?', I asked myself.
Why is he with Mrs. Patrison?
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