Chapter 4: Chapter 4

"Good. Meet me at the library.” he said as he continued walking

I was left stunned and flustered.

Wait, what are we going to do there?

I want to smack myself for thinking that way. What else do you think you'll do in a library but read, study, or do school related works? I shook my head at what he said, I can still see her wide back from where I am. He might feel sorry for me because I was bullied by those girls because of my grades, which is why he wanted to help me study. I don't need his sympathy! He may not be serious about it.

I continued walking inside the building, and when I arrived at our classroom, I noticed Sancha combing her hair and applying lipstick. When she lifted her gaze, our gazes locked.

"Oh, you're such a sneaky girl! What did I just hear about you being brought home by a man? Who is he?" she exclaimed excitedly as I sat down next to her.

I gave her a snide look. Where did she get that?

"Huh? What exactly do you mean?” I said, pretending.

"Liar! Nina called me on Friday and asked if I was with you, I was about to panic when she called again and said that you had been brought home by a man. We talked for a while” She chuckled.

Nina! What a character! What a chatty lady!

"That's not a big deal. He simply accompanied me because it was pouring heavily and Cielo couldn't come."

"So, who is he? Is he hot? Was he like a knight in shining armor?" she said dreamily.

"No!"

"Oh, come on. Spill it, what's the name?"

"Tss, Zeeve." i said casually.

"Zeeve......?" she asked as she awaited my next words.

"Zeeve...Bull...Ulcer?" I kept pretending that I didn't know Zeeve's surname so that she wouldn't suspect that I was interested in him.

"Do you mean, Bullecer?! Huh, Adeline? Zeeve Maxim Bullecer?"she stated. I noticed how some of our classmates turned to look at us when that name was mentioned.

"How do you know him?"

"You don't know who he is?" she exclaimed histriously.

"No.. Is it necessary for me to be familiar with him?"

"But you seemed to enjoy their music!"

"Music?" I inquired, perplexed.

"He is a Millenium Dreams band member."

My mouth split open as I realized what had happened. That's why I believe almost everyone here knows him. Millenium Dreams were introduced to me by Sancha; I listened to them once on her cellphone because she has a copy of their song's audio. I was immediately captivated by how beautiful their voices are and how well they harmonize.

But that's all there is to it! I was never interested in getting to know them one by one because I was content just hearing them sing. Sancha also mentioned that they were just getting started, so how come so many people knew him?

"I didn't know," I admitted quietly.

""Due to the fact that you were never interested in the first place. Make friends with his fellow band members, girl. Tell him to get me a fan autographed by Carter, or a collection of the whole group’s autograph, I’m gonna be the luckiest girl ever! I'm a tremendous fan of their music."

When our Economics professor walked into the room, our discourse came to an abrupt halt.

In contrast to my performance in other subjects, I can confidently state that I am passing Economics.

It had been a long and tedious hour of him lecturing us about Basic Macroeconomics with Price Theory, so when he concluded our discussion, I heard a collective sigh of relief from my other classmates

"Oh my goodness, that's dreadful. When he was talking, I was on the verge of nodding off. His voice has the calming effect of a lullaby in it!" Just as soon as the professor went out of the room, Sancha had something to say about it. She made a dramatic remark.

I gave a small chuckle because what she's saying is absolutely right. The fact that Mr. Santiago speaks in a low, soothing tone contributed to the fact that we were all nodding off throughout his lessons. This was not a topic that piqued our curiosity and interest.

I was so nervous when Ms. Manalo entered the room for the next subject, College Algebra. She was the terror of all terrors! She was always asking us about what we had learned in previous lessons, and she loved surprises! Surprise quizzes, exams and oral recitation.

I sometimes know the answers to her questions, but when I see her staring at me as if she’s waiting for me to make a mistake, I get nervous and insecure. As a result, I'm going to stutter or have a mental block.

"Nice. Please take a seat, Ms. Andrada."

I exhaled a sigh. Fortunately, I was able to answer her Algebra question. I ought to be! My weekends are spent not only watching movies but also studying.

"Ade, you did an excellent job! When she made me stand up, I was sweating profusely. I thought I couldn't answer it. That menopausal woman." Sancha said with a tsk.We were walking to the cafeteria because it was lunchtime.

I smacked her arm because she was always referring to Ms. Manalo as a menopausal lady. She was a woman in her mid-40s, she was referring to her as a menopausal lady due to her mood swings.

"What? It is true!"

"Perhaps she wasn't simply in a good mood. We all have bad days, as you are aware."

"Yes, she has a bad day every single day. She had a bad mood for the entire semester” she chuckled.

Yes, you are quite correct. Her smile was never apparent to me, and I couldn't see it. Is it possible that she is experiencing some sort of difficulty? I shrugged since it was no longer my responsibility to think about it.

After walking into the cafeteria and putting our bags on a table that was free, we went to the counter and placed our food orders. I've just placed an order for fried chicken, salad, and a mango smoothie.

"Oh crap! They are here."

My gaze was drawn to Sancha, who was squealing quietly at my side.

"Who?"

"The Millennium Dreams!"