Apollo took a deep breath,
Apollo : I.. I wanted to hurt you (he closed his eyes)
Me : (I looked at him perplexed, Why?)
Apollo : I was just 2 years old when my dad was left out from music business, because of your family. (He looked angry and hurt at the same time, my heart clenched and elevated to my mouth, I felt sick) Your dad took the liberty to stole my dad's composition and introduced it as his, he didn't change a single rhythm or melody, My dad was destroyed, since then my father never wanted to do with anything music related, nobody cares about him anymore, nobody respects him anymore, he was gone and no one cared.
Me : (I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out, I was shocked)
Apollo : And then a couple of years later, my mom secretly paid violin tuition for me, unfortunately my teacher was your mom, I still remember the sting from her whack every time I missed or stung a note. ( He looked as if he was in pain. No! I screamed inwardly) My mom knew about it 3 months later and she told me to quit the tutor. I was so mad with your parents, they destroyed my dad, they destroyed me. I wanted to get even with them, I wanted to destroy them, by hurting you. (He looked at me deep and weak)
Me : (I wanted to cry, by I maintained my composure by taking couple of deep breaths)
Apollo : At first I thought it was going to be easy, but.. I get to know you.. And I felt stupid.. I thought that I could, and I tried so hard.. but I just can't..
Me : (I was still and quite, I wanted to say something, nothing came out of my mouth though)
Apollo : Say something?
Me : I.. I'm.. I'm sorry (My voice was barely audible)
Apollo : (His face softened, he smiled weakly) Why are you sorry?
Me : For everything my parents ever did to you, I'm so sorry. (My voice cracked, I nearly broke into tears)
Apollo : Hey, (He moved forward and caressed gently my cheeks) You are not your parents, you clarified that when we were at the coffee shop. (He smiled reassuring me and I melted and the unbearable tears fell softly)
Me : But you did hurt me (Suddenly I became so angry)
Apollo : (He crossed his arms and looked down disappointed) I know, I'm sorry.
Me : Was Kim a part of your scheme?
Apollo : No! I don't even like her. Why? You're jealous? (His mood changed into amusement in a second)
Me : (I flushed scarlet) I just think toying with girls' feelings isn't nice.
Apollo : I was not playing with girls' feelings! (He sounded offended)
Me : You played with mine! (There I said it!)
Apollo : I didn't even started yet! I didn't know how to hurt you, I just thought that ignoring you would help me to hurt you. (He said matter of fact)
Me : It worked (I shrug)
Apollo : I didn't mean to, well at first yes I did, but ignoring you was not the plan. It was just my way to clear my head. It was hard for me too you know.
Me : (I stared at him, admiring him, his beauty, his charm, his sincereness, his present, I missed him)
Apollo : So, (He took his iPod from his pocket and put it on the speaker, a slow song started to play and he gave his hand to me) May I?
Me : You're asking me to dance?
Apollo : (He grabbed me closer so my body was against his, I could feel his muscular torso and arms) Oh.. Why not? (He smiled, he swayed me smoothly and spun me and dipped me then pulled me back again.) Feeling better?
Me : Hmm..
Apollo : You're such a lovely dancer
Me : Back at you (He spun me slowly again)
Apollo : So, how's the rehearsals? Are you ready for the performance?
Me : Crap! I'm late for rehearsal! (I'm totally late! Mom would kill me!)
Apollo : Should I take you there?
Me : No, Bruce will take me there (I hastily went to the door)
Apollo : Viola
Me : Yeah?
Apollo : Do you want your calculator or not? (he smiled cheekily)
Me : (I smiled) Keep it, give me a reason to look for you tomorrow
Apollo : (He grinned, his schoolboy smile was so dreamy) See you around, Ms. Hallman
Me : See you, Mr. Harp (I winked at him, surprised him)
Bruce was outside the car when I walked to the car, he was talking to the phone and I listened tentatively to what he was saying. When he hung up,
Me : Was that mom? (I asked tentatively)
Bruce : Yes, Ms. Hallman. She was asking where were you she couldn't reach your cellphone. (I opened my Tori Burch and checked my phone, 7 missed calls, 3 messages.) I told her you were doing a special science project, urgent one.
Me : Good save Bruce, Thank you.
Bruce nodded, he was a magnificent man, always taking care of me. I scooted in the car and relaxed for the first time after weeks of troubled mind. I felt felice for the first time after gloomy weeks. I smiled and closed my eyes peacefully, I thought of Apollo and our dance. I opened my eyes and gaze through the car window, Apollo's confession about his dad and my mom and dad really bothered me. Is it true? Daddy stole Apollo Dad's composition? And did mom really taught Apollo with violence?
Friday, March 28, 2014
Saturday, March 22, 2014
Maestro - Triste
I stopped eating, my appetite vanished,
Daisy : Vi, what's wrong? rotten burger?
Me : I lost my appetite
Daisy : You haven't eat for a week, Vi! You'll get sick!
Me : I eat alright, I eat everyday, just not as much as usual. I don't feel like eating. (I pointed with my head to Apollo and Kim behind her)
Daisy : That son of a bi..
Me : Daze! (I cutted her before she could curse out loud)
Daisy : Vi, you seriously need to eat. Don't let him make you like this pathetic.
Me : I eat Daze, I do, and I'm not pathetic..
Daisy : Prove it!
I bit my burger again, though it was tasteless after what I saw. I didn't want to think about it much, I just need to finish my meal and get away from Daisy. I finished the tasteless veggie burger and hurriedly clean up and went for History class. Could the day got any longer?
**
The journey to rehearsal hall was short, I carried the cello bag out of the car and wave shortly to Bruce, he smiled. I went inside the hall and saw mom and her crew preparing some lighting sequence. She saw me coming
Mom : Good! You're here darling, come to the stage and start practicing.
Me : (I nodded and comply with the order)
I opened the cello case, and was ready to play. I fetched the sheets and played, note by note. In the middle of the peace, I stunk a note but I didn't stop playing. Mom was well aware of that and gave me an icy stare and I cringed. It had been a week of full practice, and mom had never once said that I played good enough, she just complained. It was exhausting playing cello for my mom and dad, they did have high expectations, too high, sometimes I thought that their expectations have no limits.
Mom : The way you play sounded like you never practice!
Her words stabbed me hard. Seriously, could this day got any worse? I was here everyday after school till night mom, I'm tired! I pouted and played the music again.
**
Apollo passed me down the hallway, it was the third time he looked at me and smiled after I saw him with Kim. I looked down down immediately, I didn't want to fall to the same old game he was playing.
The last period was Physics, so I went to my locker to prepare my books.
Daisy : Vi! (She showed up behind my back when I was taking books from the locker)
Me : Sup, Daze?
Daisy : Can I borrow your calculator? Mine is dead, the battery ran out I guess. I need for calc.
Me : Sure (I opened my Tory Burch, no calculator inside) wait a moment. I searched my locker, no calculator there too)
Daisy : Maybe you left it somewhere?
Me : I use calculator for physics only, maybe I left it there again.
Daisy : Oh, too bad. I should borrow Josh's. See you later?
Me : Yeah. (I needed to find calculator)
The bell rang and I went to physics class. Mrs. Garcia was explaining about the last subchapter about fluid and it was time for pop-quiz. She handed the quiz sheets herself, Apollo was absent then. I didn't noticed Apollo was beside me 15 minutes later when he scoffed a cough and smiled, amused, probably laughing inside because I was calculating the answer without my calculator. It was harder but I didn't care, all I needed to do was finishing my quiz and get the hell away from him, and oh, find my calculator. He walked away and headed to Mrs. Garcia's table, he talked to her and left the class. Good!
Mrs. Garcia : Times up! Everyone, please submit your papers and you may leave the class.
The class moved forward to her table and submitted the paper. I was the last because I needed more time to calculate the answer.
Mrs. Garcia : You lost your calculator didn't you Ms. Hallman?
Me : I'm sorry (I apologized), I think I left it here somewhere.
The bell rang and I went to physics class. Mrs. Garcia was explaining about the last subchapter about fluid and it was time for pop-quiz. She handed the quiz sheets herself, Apollo was absent then. I didn't noticed Apollo was beside me 15 minutes later when he scoffed a cough and smiled, amused, probably laughing inside because I was calculating the answer without my calculator. It was harder but I didn't care, all I needed to do was finishing my quiz and get the hell away from him, and oh, find my calculator. He walked away and headed to Mrs. Garcia's table, he talked to her and left the class. Good!
Mrs. Garcia : Times up! Everyone, please submit your papers and you may leave the class.
The class moved forward to her table and submitted the paper. I was the last because I needed more time to calculate the answer.
Mrs. Garcia : You lost your calculator didn't you Ms. Hallman?
Me : I'm sorry (I apologized), I think I left it here somewhere.
Mrs. Garcia : Mmm.. it's not here, perhaps the lab storeroom? Our lab assistant might located it there. (Who the hell is our lab assistant? Apollo?and where is the lab storeroom?)
Me : Oh, Where is that Mrs. Garcia.
Mrs. Garcia : It's behind the janitor room, to the left (She smiled as if she's hiding something)
Me : Oh, thanks Mrs. Garcia
Mrs. Garcia : Good luck Ms. Hallman.
Wait! The room behind janitor room? It was where I met Apollo for the first time. I remembered the day when Music room was crowded by the band and kids banging on the wall and the only room I could find peace was the old abandoned room beside the janitor room. I exited the class and headed to the lab storeroom. I stood up in front of the door noticing the door was open, I peeked my head inside.
Holy! The room was lighted with scented-candles inside half-filled beaker glasses. It was gorgeous and beautiful, and the room smelled so good, lavender I think. I entered the storeroom, too busy studying the atmosphere.
Apollo : You're early (He startled me from the back, typical Apollo)
Me : (I gasped) I'm sorry, I didn't mean to barged in (My mind automatically thought that he was going on a date with Kim in this room) I was looking for..
Apollo : For your calculator, I know (he cut me, how rude!)
Me : Well? (He knew, so where was it? I knew he kept it.)
Me : Oh, Where is that Mrs. Garcia.
Mrs. Garcia : It's behind the janitor room, to the left (She smiled as if she's hiding something)
Me : Oh, thanks Mrs. Garcia
Mrs. Garcia : Good luck Ms. Hallman.
Wait! The room behind janitor room? It was where I met Apollo for the first time. I remembered the day when Music room was crowded by the band and kids banging on the wall and the only room I could find peace was the old abandoned room beside the janitor room. I exited the class and headed to the lab storeroom. I stood up in front of the door noticing the door was open, I peeked my head inside.
Holy! The room was lighted with scented-candles inside half-filled beaker glasses. It was gorgeous and beautiful, and the room smelled so good, lavender I think. I entered the storeroom, too busy studying the atmosphere.
Apollo : You're early (He startled me from the back, typical Apollo)
Me : (I gasped) I'm sorry, I didn't mean to barged in (My mind automatically thought that he was going on a date with Kim in this room) I was looking for..
Apollo : For your calculator, I know (he cut me, how rude!)
Me : Well? (He knew, so where was it? I knew he kept it.)
Apollo : I'm not going to give it to you, Ms. Hallman, you seriously need to be responsible for your belongings.
Me : (Okay, he drove me mad, I was trying to manage my anger) I will, but please, give it back to me, I need it. (my voice was stern, mad)
Apollo : I will, but you have to do me a favor. (his face was serious, demanding but still relax, all I could think of was how mad I was with him)
Me : (Okay, he drove me mad, I was trying to manage my anger) I will, but please, give it back to me, I need it. (my voice was stern, mad)
Apollo : I will, but you have to do me a favor. (his face was serious, demanding but still relax, all I could think of was how mad I was with him)
Me : What! (I snapped)
Apollo : You have to answer my questions first (he went inside and closed the door then he slid his hands into his trousers pocket cooly)
Me : Apollo, I don't have time for this game, I want to go home! (I had to practice!) Please give me back my calculator and I'll be gone and your date would be smooth. (I practically shouted at him)
Apollo : First of all, I don't appreciate you calling me by my first name in school. (He looked down shyly, and a hint of smile was visible on his not-Apollo-like expression). Second, there's no date if you are gone.( I was perplexed, what? His second sentence was hard to process)
Me : What?
Apollo : (he raised his head to the right and suppressed his smile, he was amused. He walked to an old wooden drawer and sat on it, arm crossed) Look, you didn't lost your calculator, I took it from your desk the other day when you were doing an experiment with Daisy. I'm sorry.
Me :You stole it.
Apollo : I'm really sorry, I just want you to come find me.
Me : Why?
Apollo : I want to explain something to you.
Me : (I rolled my eyes, here we go again.)
Apollo : This is serious. (He looked defeated, he scan the room thoroughly, his face showed that he was wounded, by what I didn't know)
Apollo, what's wrong? He looked triste, assai triste. All my anger had changed into worry. What is it that made you this sad? I looked at him, walking closer to him as he looked down again, he didn't move. He sat still, arm still crossed. I looked at his wounded gorgeous face, he was thinking, or remembering something. Apollo?
Apollo : You have to answer my questions first (he went inside and closed the door then he slid his hands into his trousers pocket cooly)
Me : Apollo, I don't have time for this game, I want to go home! (I had to practice!) Please give me back my calculator and I'll be gone and your date would be smooth. (I practically shouted at him)
Apollo : First of all, I don't appreciate you calling me by my first name in school. (He looked down shyly, and a hint of smile was visible on his not-Apollo-like expression). Second, there's no date if you are gone.( I was perplexed, what? His second sentence was hard to process)
Me : What?
Apollo : (he raised his head to the right and suppressed his smile, he was amused. He walked to an old wooden drawer and sat on it, arm crossed) Look, you didn't lost your calculator, I took it from your desk the other day when you were doing an experiment with Daisy. I'm sorry.
Me :You stole it.
Apollo : I'm really sorry, I just want you to come find me.
Me : Why?
Apollo : I want to explain something to you.
Me : (I rolled my eyes, here we go again.)
Apollo : This is serious. (He looked defeated, he scan the room thoroughly, his face showed that he was wounded, by what I didn't know)
Apollo, what's wrong? He looked triste, assai triste. All my anger had changed into worry. What is it that made you this sad? I looked at him, walking closer to him as he looked down again, he didn't move. He sat still, arm still crossed. I looked at his wounded gorgeous face, he was thinking, or remembering something. Apollo?
Saturday, February 22, 2014
Maestro - Dolente
I left physics lab hastily, I couldn't bare looking at him. It was crucially tormenting to be in the same room with him knowing nothing what was going on. I went to my locker when my phone buzzed, it was time for me to practice. I exhaled loudly and grabbed my cello case. I headed to the music room, incidentally when I was passing Physics lab, Apollo was heading out. I turned my face so I didn't have to look at him. I passed him and I felt like that he was watching me, but I didn't turn to check. I looked at my foot instead and kept on walking to the music room.
I opened the case, fetched L'enfance du Christ sheets. I played the tune softly, reading each note one by one. The time I started to fluently played the piece, the song got sadder and sadder. I remembered Apollo's compliment and our merriment moments yesterday. Was he playing me the whole time? Am I that clueless? I stopped playing and laid my head down. I tried to hold back the tears that started to cloud my eyes. Why am I such a fool? I shook my head to get rid of such depressing questions and took a deep breath, squared my shoulders, and cleared my throat and I played again.
Bruce picked me up right after school, and I was glad that he did, so that I didn't have to meet Mr. s-Harp in the parking lot. I looked at my fingers for a moment when Bruce startled me,
Bruce : Ms. Hallman?
Me : What Bruce?
Bruce : (he paused, hesitated to ask) Do you want me to stop and buy you Hagen-Dasz?
Me : (I smiled, did I mention Bruce was driving me around since I was three? He knew me well, and I believed that he noticed that I was in a bad mood) No, thank you Bruce. (Cookies and Cream would be nice, but I just didn't feel like it, I just wanted to cry).
Bruce : Not even a good old Cookies and Cream?
Me : No, I'm good. ( I smiled weakly).
Bruce : You let me know Ms. Viola. (it had been years since Bruce called me Viola, he started to call me Ms. Hallman ever since my 10th birthday)
Me : Okay.
I rested my head on the car seat, I felt so weak, so drained. I was sad, like very sad.
***
It had been a week since Apollo and I talked. I still met him in Physics class, but I was no longer hoping for him to call me. He turned his face away every time we crossed each other and I just looked down.
I sat on one of the bench in the cafeteria, staring at my food helplessly. Daisy sat across the table,
Daisy : Vi, are you going to stare at your food all day?
Me : I don't feel like eating.
Daisy : C'mon Vi.. We've been best friends since 3rd grade, and you haven't told me what's going on with you lately. Vi, what's wrong? (she sounded genuinely concerned)
Me : I don't know Daze, I just feel so.. vacant
Daisy: Is it to do with your grades?
Me : No, Daze.
Daisy : Boys perhaps?
Me : (I shook my head microscopically)
Daisy : Apollo Harp?
Me : (I shook my head microscopically again, feeling so powerless)
Daisy : What did that jackass do? (she became bitter to Apollo, supportive Daisy)
Me : He did nothing, it was my fault. (Daisy was staring at me, eager for information) He was just being nice and I.. I was a fool to believe that it meant more. ( I said heavily)
Daisy : Oh, Vi, honey. I'm so sorry. (she said sympathetically)
Me : No, that's okay.
Daisy : We need to find you another guy, stat!
Me : (I scoffed a bit) I'll be okay, Daze.
Daisy : I'm here for you Vi, don't hesitate to tell me anything, ever. (she smiled kindly)
I smiled back, Daisy was a great friend. Supportive, caring, a dear friend, but she handles this kind of gloom differently, and I was not in the mood to joke around and cheer myself up like the way she did. One time she was dumped by Greg Doe, her first boyfriend, she was heartbroken and I invited her for a sleepover at my house, you know so she didn't have to feel alone. But she declined and insisted that I should go to this party on that weekend at Grace Fisher's house and hang with guys there. She knew that Greg Doe would be there, and she planned on making him jealous, which worked, Greg Doe asked her to get back with him, and she sloshed punch to his face. She was the hardcore kind of gal. The memory made me smile.
Daisy : What? (she saw me smirking)
Me : remembering Greg Doe's incident, you know "Punch in the face" (I giggled)
Daisy : Shut up! (she smiled) eat up!
I smiled, even when she was not trying, Daisy could still make me smile. I looked at my veggie burger and took a bite. hmm! tasty. I chewed it slowly and looked at Daisy's satisfied smile. I smiled back, then my eyes saw something. Just 4 tables behind Daisy, there he sat with Kim Jenkins, both of them were turning book pages, looked like they were studying. She seemed overly friendly with him, you know elbowing him and twirling her hair with a pencil. My heart clenched again, feeling even more dolente.
I opened the case, fetched L'enfance du Christ sheets. I played the tune softly, reading each note one by one. The time I started to fluently played the piece, the song got sadder and sadder. I remembered Apollo's compliment and our merriment moments yesterday. Was he playing me the whole time? Am I that clueless? I stopped playing and laid my head down. I tried to hold back the tears that started to cloud my eyes. Why am I such a fool? I shook my head to get rid of such depressing questions and took a deep breath, squared my shoulders, and cleared my throat and I played again.
Bruce picked me up right after school, and I was glad that he did, so that I didn't have to meet Mr. s-Harp in the parking lot. I looked at my fingers for a moment when Bruce startled me,
Bruce : Ms. Hallman?
Me : What Bruce?
Bruce : (he paused, hesitated to ask) Do you want me to stop and buy you Hagen-Dasz?
Me : (I smiled, did I mention Bruce was driving me around since I was three? He knew me well, and I believed that he noticed that I was in a bad mood) No, thank you Bruce. (Cookies and Cream would be nice, but I just didn't feel like it, I just wanted to cry).
Bruce : Not even a good old Cookies and Cream?
Me : No, I'm good. ( I smiled weakly).
Bruce : You let me know Ms. Viola. (it had been years since Bruce called me Viola, he started to call me Ms. Hallman ever since my 10th birthday)
Me : Okay.
I rested my head on the car seat, I felt so weak, so drained. I was sad, like very sad.
***
It had been a week since Apollo and I talked. I still met him in Physics class, but I was no longer hoping for him to call me. He turned his face away every time we crossed each other and I just looked down.
I sat on one of the bench in the cafeteria, staring at my food helplessly. Daisy sat across the table,
Daisy : Vi, are you going to stare at your food all day?
Me : I don't feel like eating.
Daisy : C'mon Vi.. We've been best friends since 3rd grade, and you haven't told me what's going on with you lately. Vi, what's wrong? (she sounded genuinely concerned)
Me : I don't know Daze, I just feel so.. vacant
Daisy: Is it to do with your grades?
Me : No, Daze.
Daisy : Boys perhaps?
Me : (I shook my head microscopically)
Daisy : Apollo Harp?
Me : (I shook my head microscopically again, feeling so powerless)
Daisy : What did that jackass do? (she became bitter to Apollo, supportive Daisy)
Me : He did nothing, it was my fault. (Daisy was staring at me, eager for information) He was just being nice and I.. I was a fool to believe that it meant more. ( I said heavily)
Daisy : Oh, Vi, honey. I'm so sorry. (she said sympathetically)
Me : No, that's okay.
Daisy : We need to find you another guy, stat!
Me : (I scoffed a bit) I'll be okay, Daze.
Daisy : I'm here for you Vi, don't hesitate to tell me anything, ever. (she smiled kindly)
I smiled back, Daisy was a great friend. Supportive, caring, a dear friend, but she handles this kind of gloom differently, and I was not in the mood to joke around and cheer myself up like the way she did. One time she was dumped by Greg Doe, her first boyfriend, she was heartbroken and I invited her for a sleepover at my house, you know so she didn't have to feel alone. But she declined and insisted that I should go to this party on that weekend at Grace Fisher's house and hang with guys there. She knew that Greg Doe would be there, and she planned on making him jealous, which worked, Greg Doe asked her to get back with him, and she sloshed punch to his face. She was the hardcore kind of gal. The memory made me smile.
Daisy : What? (she saw me smirking)
Me : remembering Greg Doe's incident, you know "Punch in the face" (I giggled)
Daisy : Shut up! (she smiled) eat up!
I smiled, even when she was not trying, Daisy could still make me smile. I looked at my veggie burger and took a bite. hmm! tasty. I chewed it slowly and looked at Daisy's satisfied smile. I smiled back, then my eyes saw something. Just 4 tables behind Daisy, there he sat with Kim Jenkins, both of them were turning book pages, looked like they were studying. She seemed overly friendly with him, you know elbowing him and twirling her hair with a pencil. My heart clenched again, feeling even more dolente.
Sunday, February 9, 2014
Maestro - Calando
I went home that day with a huge smile on my face. Apollo knew how to make my day. I rest my head on the car seat, my oh my Apollo Harp. I closed my eyes and I remembered the memory of him saying "See you around." He was so formal sometimes, and his mood could change in a blink of an eye, man he was unpredictable.
Bruce took me home and brought my bags and gave it to Marla. They smiled politely to each other, and if I was so clueless, I would stare at them all day, but I knew they were secretly flirting with each other, and I didn't see why not, they were both single and available. I smiled and ran up the stairs to my bedroom, I slammed myself to the bed and breathed, what to do, what to do?
Marla knocked on the door, startling me from the brief rest,
Marla : Ms. Hallman, Your mother asks for you
Me : I'll be right there.
Marla : Yes, Ms. Hallman.
I stood up and checked myself on the mirror of my make up desk. My hair laid sleek and neat on each side. I need to tie it tomorrow! I said to myself. I combed it roughly with my hands and tapped hastily my skirt and shirt. I pulled my socks up and I was ready to meet my mother.
I knocked her bedroom door,
Me: Mother!
Mom : Viola, Darling, come in I'm in the shoe closet (yes, my parents' room was gigantic and full of closets)
Me: You called?
Mom : Yes, I need your presence tomorrow, we're going to practice for the winter performance
Me : Mom, I..
Mom : No Mom, I.. I don't want to hear any arguments!
Me But, Mom!
Mom : Listen Viola, I don't want to hear it. You are going to play the Cello at the winter performance wether you like it or not.
Me : Yes, Mother.
My heart leaped to my mouth, I wanted to cry but I couldn't. I just didn't want to do it. I enjoyed playing the cello, but in front of a lot of people? The winter performance was the biggest performance of the year and it was highly anticipated. The mayor would be there, the city council, basically everyone in town. Crap! I just didn't want to.
I ran to my room and buried my face to pile of pillows on my bed, sniffling soft sobs. I turned to my back and remembered Apollo saying that I played beautifully. Apollo, why are you so nice?
***
A soft demanding voice scolded me behind the darkness, "Again!" he whacked my fingers with a long stick. I trembled while playing my Cello, I was blinded, the room was pitch black and I couldn't see a thing. All I could feel is my Cello bow, my cello, and the pain in my fingers. I stunk a note again, he was whacking my fingers harder "Again!" he shouted. I almost cry this time. I never got hit by my teacher before, I never got this kind of treatment. I played the Cello again, I stunk the same note again and this time I felt my chin grabbed by strong able hands and it pulled my face so I stared up. Intense eyes were gazing at me indignantly, and I recognized it. It was golden brown sparkling eyes. Apollo's eyes.
I woke up breathing erratically, Geez. Why would Apollo taught me Cello? And why would he hit me? I grabbed the alarm next to my bed, it was 3.30 am. I closed my eyes and shook my head. Sleep Vi! Sleep! I tried to sleep again, but I couldn't. I was scared to go back to sleep.
***
I walked to my locker and opened it, secretly hoping that Apollo startled me again from behind. I grabbed my books and closed my locker, but nobody called. I gazed through the throng of people, no signs of Apollo.
I strolled to Physics class and a sudden tug from behind surprised me, Apollo! I turned around, smiling hopefully to see Apollo.
Daisy : Vi! Where have you been?
Me : Daisy! (speechless, utterly disappointed too)
Daisy : Come on! let's go to class!
We entered Mrs. Garcia's class, and there he was, leaning cooly on the wall gazing through the students passing him. His eyes were sharp and observant, I smiled at him, but he didn't smile back, instead he was staring at my impassively. His expression was unreadable. The bell rang and he closed the door. He sat down on the desk beside Mrs. Garcia's desk and watched Mrs. Garcia while I was completely distracted by his presence.
Mrs Garcia : Mr, Harp, could you please distributed the apparatus?
He stood up and grabbed the trays of apparatus. He reached my desk and Daisy's (we were partners).
Me : Hi, (I whispered slowly)
Apollo : (He looked at me, saying nothing, just staring, his face was stern and rigid)
My heart sunk into the deep blue ocean, he acted as if he didn't know me, at all. He ignored me, he ignored every bit of me. My heart went Calando, dying and fading away. How could he do this to me? How could he brought my hopes up and crushed it in a blip of second. What did I do? Have I done something wrong? Apollo??
Bruce took me home and brought my bags and gave it to Marla. They smiled politely to each other, and if I was so clueless, I would stare at them all day, but I knew they were secretly flirting with each other, and I didn't see why not, they were both single and available. I smiled and ran up the stairs to my bedroom, I slammed myself to the bed and breathed, what to do, what to do?
Marla knocked on the door, startling me from the brief rest,
Marla : Ms. Hallman, Your mother asks for you
Me : I'll be right there.
Marla : Yes, Ms. Hallman.
I stood up and checked myself on the mirror of my make up desk. My hair laid sleek and neat on each side. I need to tie it tomorrow! I said to myself. I combed it roughly with my hands and tapped hastily my skirt and shirt. I pulled my socks up and I was ready to meet my mother.
I knocked her bedroom door,
Me: Mother!
Mom : Viola, Darling, come in I'm in the shoe closet (yes, my parents' room was gigantic and full of closets)
Me: You called?
Mom : Yes, I need your presence tomorrow, we're going to practice for the winter performance
Me : Mom, I..
Mom : No Mom, I.. I don't want to hear any arguments!
Me But, Mom!
Mom : Listen Viola, I don't want to hear it. You are going to play the Cello at the winter performance wether you like it or not.
Me : Yes, Mother.
My heart leaped to my mouth, I wanted to cry but I couldn't. I just didn't want to do it. I enjoyed playing the cello, but in front of a lot of people? The winter performance was the biggest performance of the year and it was highly anticipated. The mayor would be there, the city council, basically everyone in town. Crap! I just didn't want to.
I ran to my room and buried my face to pile of pillows on my bed, sniffling soft sobs. I turned to my back and remembered Apollo saying that I played beautifully. Apollo, why are you so nice?
***
A soft demanding voice scolded me behind the darkness, "Again!" he whacked my fingers with a long stick. I trembled while playing my Cello, I was blinded, the room was pitch black and I couldn't see a thing. All I could feel is my Cello bow, my cello, and the pain in my fingers. I stunk a note again, he was whacking my fingers harder "Again!" he shouted. I almost cry this time. I never got hit by my teacher before, I never got this kind of treatment. I played the Cello again, I stunk the same note again and this time I felt my chin grabbed by strong able hands and it pulled my face so I stared up. Intense eyes were gazing at me indignantly, and I recognized it. It was golden brown sparkling eyes. Apollo's eyes.
I woke up breathing erratically, Geez. Why would Apollo taught me Cello? And why would he hit me? I grabbed the alarm next to my bed, it was 3.30 am. I closed my eyes and shook my head. Sleep Vi! Sleep! I tried to sleep again, but I couldn't. I was scared to go back to sleep.
***
I walked to my locker and opened it, secretly hoping that Apollo startled me again from behind. I grabbed my books and closed my locker, but nobody called. I gazed through the throng of people, no signs of Apollo.
I strolled to Physics class and a sudden tug from behind surprised me, Apollo! I turned around, smiling hopefully to see Apollo.
Daisy : Vi! Where have you been?
Me : Daisy! (speechless, utterly disappointed too)
Daisy : Come on! let's go to class!
We entered Mrs. Garcia's class, and there he was, leaning cooly on the wall gazing through the students passing him. His eyes were sharp and observant, I smiled at him, but he didn't smile back, instead he was staring at my impassively. His expression was unreadable. The bell rang and he closed the door. He sat down on the desk beside Mrs. Garcia's desk and watched Mrs. Garcia while I was completely distracted by his presence.
Mrs Garcia : Mr, Harp, could you please distributed the apparatus?
He stood up and grabbed the trays of apparatus. He reached my desk and Daisy's (we were partners).
Me : Hi, (I whispered slowly)
Apollo : (He looked at me, saying nothing, just staring, his face was stern and rigid)
My heart sunk into the deep blue ocean, he acted as if he didn't know me, at all. He ignored me, he ignored every bit of me. My heart went Calando, dying and fading away. How could he do this to me? How could he brought my hopes up and crushed it in a blip of second. What did I do? Have I done something wrong? Apollo??
Friday, January 31, 2014
Maestro-Slur
I gaped at him for awhile, I breathed and acted as cool as I could be, this was a huge change, he called me by my first name, he bought me coffee, he complimented me, he flirted with me (maybe not, I was clueless about his moves).
Me : Are you playing with me? (Geez, where did that courage come form?)
Apollo : I don't understand what do you mean? (he looked genuinely lost)
I shook my head, a rush of fear ran through my body. Please don't play with me! Please don't toy my feelings! I'm not that experienced!
Me : Can I ask another question?
Apollo : (amused) you are asking me a question Viola, (he paused and cleaned his full of cookie crumble mouth with his thumb) what is it?
Me : Are you always socially concealed?
Apollo: Yes, I like it that way, why?
Me : (oh!) just curious, you seemed to have a lot of fans though.
Apollo: Based on what evidence Ms. Hallman? (he leaned forward and placed both of his elbow on the table, crossing his fingers together, interviewing)
Me : Well (I gulped, and I sensed that he noticed my gulp, he smiled sweetly, acting innocent though he knew he was making me nervous) I noticed that every time you walk down the hall, lots of girls stare at you, but you rarely show yourself, and your name is foreign to lots of students. I just wondered why is that?
Apollo : Quite an observation you have there, Ms. Hallman.
Me : (I flushed, speechless)
Apollo : The answer to your question is because I like being concealed, I like to be alone and unknown. I am not a good people person so I remain silent and so far I enjoy it. I think you know how I feel about that. (he raised an eyebrow)
Me : Yeah, fame isn't my thing either. My mom and dad are famous for what they've done and fame is a privilege that I'm not quite fond of.
Apollo : Really? You're not fond of fame?
Me : I don't hate it, but I don't love it either. It's just that i want to be recognized for something I did, not because of what my parents do or done.
Apollo : I see ( he leaned back, crossing his arms this time and he looked surprised)
Me : What?
Apollo : Nothing (he shook his head) You surprised me that's all (he stared to my eyes intensely)
Me : Thank you, i guess. (I looked away to my coffee mug, holding it with both of my hands)
Apollo : What do you want to be recognized for?
Me : I don't know, anything. (Why are you so interested?) Probably related with music, or science. Whichever is fine.
Apollo : Science? (Interested)
Me : Astronomy (I admitted), I'd like to discover more about what's outside Earth, if that's possible.
Apollo : Anything is possible, Viola.
Me : How about you? (enough about me!)
Apollo : What I wanted to do?
Me : (I nodded)
Apollo : I don't know. I haven't got the inspiration. I used to dream of becoming an engineer or running a corporation or maybe ... (he paused, bothered by a memory)
Me : Used to? Not anymore? (trying to distract him)
He shook his head, his face was impassive. He seemed lost, how I wished that he was motivated. He turned his face and gazed through the window. He was thinking about something, I thought he was thinking about his past. I was feeling very awkward, he realized that I was uncomfortable with the silent, it was not the silence that bothered me really, it was more bothering for me to stare at him all the time. I just didn't want to make myself gaped at him in awe because of his physically attractive self.
Apollo : Why do you like to look down?
Me : (I wanted to stare at you, but I shouldn't) I was checking my phone ( I made an excuse)
Apollo : Your mother's looking for you?
Me : No, I was just checking for messages. (I smiled politely), it has been half an hour, don't you want to go home?
Apollo : and what? leave you alone? (he sounded like he was with me because it was "the gentleman thing to do")
Me : You don't have to stay if you don't want to (I said sourly)
Apollo : (smirked, amused) Are you telling me to go?
Me : No, I just don't want to keep you here when you have some other things to do, I"ll be fine.
Apollo : Why Miss Hallman, I like to keep you accompany, you mind?
I could not hide my smile, I shook my head, giving him a "No, I don't mind" shake. He was so kind and warm, he tried to make me comfortable, he was asking me questions, joking around, and we laughed together frequently.
Apollo : (his laugh was voluming down) So, what do you think of Mrs. Garcia?
Me : Oh! She's an amazing woman, but she teaches like the stream, she just don't stop to breath. She slurred all the way until the bell rings.
Apollo : She does!(he agreed) One time, she was so excited to teach us about vectors and she was explaining it thoroughly fast and without pause, at the end of the class, the class was eye-wide all gaping at her as she found herself breathing rapidly. (He laughed)
Me : (I giggled) She did?
Apollo : Yeah! She sat down all exhausted and said, "I need to sit down" (He gave me the school-boy grin)
Me : She is awesome though.
Apollo : She is. (agreeing)
We talked about teachers, friends, dreams, and lots of stuff. The conversation went on and on. We were laughing, and then all serious, then laughing again. Apollo was curious and a very good listener, I never felt so comfortable talking to someone else about my thoughts and opinions, but with Apollo, I felt free. Time flew so fast with him.
A white Mercedes-benz parked outside the window.
Me : That's my queue ( I grabbed my Tory Burch, stood up slowly)
Apollo : (He took a strap of his Oakley, stood up slowly, reflecting me) It was great chatting with you Ms. Hallman. (Guh! He was back to formality)
Me : hmm ( I smiled, agreeing) likewise. Thank you for the coffee.
Apollo : You're welcome (He led me to the door and opened it for me) After you.
I passed him and smiled.
Apollo : See you around, (He smiled, he fisted his knuckles, and aim at my shoulder, but he hastily cancel his intention and gave me his hand to shake)
I took his hand hesitantly and shook it formally. Even in the brief handshake Apollo's charm was all over me. His polite smile and his slightly rough man hand caress my unexperienced heart softly. I turned around and headed to the car and went inside. He watched me intensively until the car drove away.
Me : Are you playing with me? (Geez, where did that courage come form?)
Apollo : I don't understand what do you mean? (he looked genuinely lost)
I shook my head, a rush of fear ran through my body. Please don't play with me! Please don't toy my feelings! I'm not that experienced!
Me : Can I ask another question?
Apollo : (amused) you are asking me a question Viola, (he paused and cleaned his full of cookie crumble mouth with his thumb) what is it?
Me : Are you always socially concealed?
Apollo: Yes, I like it that way, why?
Me : (oh!) just curious, you seemed to have a lot of fans though.
Apollo: Based on what evidence Ms. Hallman? (he leaned forward and placed both of his elbow on the table, crossing his fingers together, interviewing)
Me : Well (I gulped, and I sensed that he noticed my gulp, he smiled sweetly, acting innocent though he knew he was making me nervous) I noticed that every time you walk down the hall, lots of girls stare at you, but you rarely show yourself, and your name is foreign to lots of students. I just wondered why is that?
Apollo : Quite an observation you have there, Ms. Hallman.
Me : (I flushed, speechless)
Apollo : The answer to your question is because I like being concealed, I like to be alone and unknown. I am not a good people person so I remain silent and so far I enjoy it. I think you know how I feel about that. (he raised an eyebrow)
Me : Yeah, fame isn't my thing either. My mom and dad are famous for what they've done and fame is a privilege that I'm not quite fond of.
Apollo : Really? You're not fond of fame?
Me : I don't hate it, but I don't love it either. It's just that i want to be recognized for something I did, not because of what my parents do or done.
Apollo : I see ( he leaned back, crossing his arms this time and he looked surprised)
Me : What?
Apollo : Nothing (he shook his head) You surprised me that's all (he stared to my eyes intensely)
Me : Thank you, i guess. (I looked away to my coffee mug, holding it with both of my hands)
Apollo : What do you want to be recognized for?
Me : I don't know, anything. (Why are you so interested?) Probably related with music, or science. Whichever is fine.
Apollo : Science? (Interested)
Me : Astronomy (I admitted), I'd like to discover more about what's outside Earth, if that's possible.
Apollo : Anything is possible, Viola.
Me : How about you? (enough about me!)
Apollo : What I wanted to do?
Me : (I nodded)
Apollo : I don't know. I haven't got the inspiration. I used to dream of becoming an engineer or running a corporation or maybe ... (he paused, bothered by a memory)
Me : Used to? Not anymore? (trying to distract him)
He shook his head, his face was impassive. He seemed lost, how I wished that he was motivated. He turned his face and gazed through the window. He was thinking about something, I thought he was thinking about his past. I was feeling very awkward, he realized that I was uncomfortable with the silent, it was not the silence that bothered me really, it was more bothering for me to stare at him all the time. I just didn't want to make myself gaped at him in awe because of his physically attractive self.
Apollo : Why do you like to look down?
Me : (I wanted to stare at you, but I shouldn't) I was checking my phone ( I made an excuse)
Apollo : Your mother's looking for you?
Me : No, I was just checking for messages. (I smiled politely), it has been half an hour, don't you want to go home?
Apollo : and what? leave you alone? (he sounded like he was with me because it was "the gentleman thing to do")
Me : You don't have to stay if you don't want to (I said sourly)
Apollo : (smirked, amused) Are you telling me to go?
Me : No, I just don't want to keep you here when you have some other things to do, I"ll be fine.
Apollo : Why Miss Hallman, I like to keep you accompany, you mind?
I could not hide my smile, I shook my head, giving him a "No, I don't mind" shake. He was so kind and warm, he tried to make me comfortable, he was asking me questions, joking around, and we laughed together frequently.
Apollo : (his laugh was voluming down) So, what do you think of Mrs. Garcia?
Me : Oh! She's an amazing woman, but she teaches like the stream, she just don't stop to breath. She slurred all the way until the bell rings.
Apollo : She does!(he agreed) One time, she was so excited to teach us about vectors and she was explaining it thoroughly fast and without pause, at the end of the class, the class was eye-wide all gaping at her as she found herself breathing rapidly. (He laughed)
Me : (I giggled) She did?
Apollo : Yeah! She sat down all exhausted and said, "I need to sit down" (He gave me the school-boy grin)
Me : She is awesome though.
Apollo : She is. (agreeing)
We talked about teachers, friends, dreams, and lots of stuff. The conversation went on and on. We were laughing, and then all serious, then laughing again. Apollo was curious and a very good listener, I never felt so comfortable talking to someone else about my thoughts and opinions, but with Apollo, I felt free. Time flew so fast with him.
A white Mercedes-benz parked outside the window.
Me : That's my queue ( I grabbed my Tory Burch, stood up slowly)
Apollo : (He took a strap of his Oakley, stood up slowly, reflecting me) It was great chatting with you Ms. Hallman. (Guh! He was back to formality)
Me : hmm ( I smiled, agreeing) likewise. Thank you for the coffee.
Apollo : You're welcome (He led me to the door and opened it for me) After you.
I passed him and smiled.
Apollo : See you around, (He smiled, he fisted his knuckles, and aim at my shoulder, but he hastily cancel his intention and gave me his hand to shake)
I took his hand hesitantly and shook it formally. Even in the brief handshake Apollo's charm was all over me. His polite smile and his slightly rough man hand caress my unexperienced heart softly. I turned around and headed to the car and went inside. He watched me intensively until the car drove away.
Friday, January 24, 2014
Maestro-Volante
I went to the music room, trying to find peace, luckily the room was unoccupied and students were all busy, so I had the room for myself, and when I found peace, I opened my cello case and went through some music sheets. Lots to play, the L'enfance du Christ title popped, I remembered mom wanted me to play this piece, but I was just not in the mood, i didn't want to. I shuffled the sheets and found Canon in D by Pachelbel, classic tune. It was the lightest sheets I had so I decided to play that tune. It was simple, elegant, romantic, and very much soothing.
After awhile, I packed my cello, get out of music room and walked back to class. History was interesting, it was shocking but i was really motivated, i took notes and managed to listen to every detail Mr. Dolton said. I was startled when the bell rang loudly, time flew to fast. I grabbed my Tory Burch backpack and headed to the parking lot. I searched for Bruce, but he didn't showed, I searched for the white Mercedes-benz, No, it wasn't there.. I waited, I sat on the bench and gazed the parking lot, looking at cars that passed by, 5 minutes.. 10 minutes.. 15.. 20.. 25..30..
Me : Hey Bruce, where are you?
Bruce : Miss Hallman, Mrs. Hallman appointed me to Brooklyn to get some paperwork signed, do you want me to pick you up now?
Me : Brooklyn?
Bruce : Yes Miss Hallman, Brooklyn. Do you want me to send Sam to you?
Me: Umm..(Sam was Dad's chauffeur and dad was always with Sam for a couple weeks since he was busy with concerts rehearsals) That's okay, I'll wait for you. Could you pick me up at the coffee shop across the school?
Bruce : Certainly, Miss Hallman, I'll be there as soon as possible
Me : Thanks Bruce.
I hung up the phone, then suddenly a familiar low voice called from behind.
Apollo : Miss Hallman, you're still hear? (his voice was surprised)
Me : Yeah (I was surprised myself, he bumped into me 3 times today)
Apollo : You want a ride? I'd be happy to take you home.
Me : No thank you, I'm going to get myself some coffee.
he smiled and looked down, he was quiet and i realized he was waiting for my invitation
Me : Do you want to join me? (I asked valiantly)
Apollo : (he gave me I-thought-you-never-ask stare and smiled, there was a brief pause and my heart skipped a beat) Of course (he said, finally!)
He walked beside me, saying nothing. It was agonizing, the silent made it very tense and awkward between us though he seemed to be absolutely oblivious about it.
We entered the coffee shop, he opened the door and held it to let me in, I walked to the cashier and ordered one hot skinny mocha,
Me : What do you want to drink?
Apollo : I'll have an iced expresso, and a chocolate chip cookie, please
Waiter: that'd be $16.40.
Apollo handed $20 before I opened my wallet, I stare at him, it was ME who asked him to join ME for a cup of coffee, yet it was HIM who paid for both of us.
Apollo : What? (he raised and eyebrow, puzzled by my expression)
Me : I was supposed to treat you the coffee, not the opposite
Apollo : (he had this huge warm grin on his face, so gratifying) it's what gentleman do
My heart was going to explode, why does little things he did was so... overwhelmingly impressive. i flushed and shook my head
Me: Thank you (i whisper)
Apollo : You're very welcome
I sat and stare through the window, Apollo joined me with a plate of Chocolate Chip Cookie and our coffee.
Apollo : So, Ms Hallman, when do you suggest I come to enjoy your performance? (He asked with a hint of amusement on his face)
Me : (Geez, is he serious? I shook my heada) Maybe, never? I don't think my performance is enjoyable.
Apollo : You played beautifully, Viola. (His face turned serious)
Me : (Shit! it was like Deja vu!) You called me Viola?
Apollo : (He narrowed his eyebrows) it is your name right?
Me : yes, (I breathed)..
Apollo : Is something wrong?
Me : No. (no, i was just remembering my dream! I gazed through the window)
Apollo: You skate? (He asked when i saw a bunch of roller derby girls skated by the window)
Me : No, i don't skate.
Apollo : why?
Me : I can't (I flushed) I'm utterly uncoordinated.
Apollo : Well, I am an excellent skater, i could teach you. (he grinned, proud. So superb physics lover and an excellent skater huh?)
Me : I don't think so.
Apollo: You don't think I'm an excellent skater or teacher?
Me : No (i giggled) i think you'll be an excellent teacher and skater of course, I'm more concern that I'm not going to be a good student, and I'll have a problem with that.
Apollo : (he shook his head and smirked) High Achievement Syndrome huh?
Me : (nodded)
He sipped his coffee with a straw he held and his other hand on the cookie, he looked famished. I enjoyed the view of this drop-dead gorgeous boy in front of me. His spiky dark blonde hair all neat and clean, his jaw line hardened as he chewed the cookie, his eyes were flaming with hunger boy he loved his cookie. The school uniform suited him well, the soft blue collar, and the dark blue tie neatly hanging from his neck. He realized i was watching.
Apollo : Want some? (feeling guilty that he didn't offer me some before he ate half of it)
Me : No (i smiled) I'm not hungry
Apollo : why are you staring?
Me : Nothing (I can't hide my smile)
Apollo : Do i amused you?
Me : a bit, you eat funny (I realized his mouth was full while he was talking)
Apollo : Glad you find it funny. (He chewed and swallow) I'm starving.
Me : Help yourself, you look like you are.
Apollo : (chuckles) You're weird you know. (he raised an eyebrow, GAH that eyebrow)
Me : Me? Weird? I think you're weird?
Apollo : how? (he looked perplexed)
Me : Well, you were all cool and taciturn yesterday, today you were carefree and warm.
Apollo : Huh!? (He was surprised by my answer) I guess you have something to do with it. (he smiled at me sincerely)
My heart went Volante, flying swiftly with the mild August breeze. Apollo Harp was swooning me. Though my heart was all levitating, my mind tried to stay calm, keep it under control. I have to be cool, i didn't want him to think I'm easy to get. Come back to Earth Vi!
After awhile, I packed my cello, get out of music room and walked back to class. History was interesting, it was shocking but i was really motivated, i took notes and managed to listen to every detail Mr. Dolton said. I was startled when the bell rang loudly, time flew to fast. I grabbed my Tory Burch backpack and headed to the parking lot. I searched for Bruce, but he didn't showed, I searched for the white Mercedes-benz, No, it wasn't there.. I waited, I sat on the bench and gazed the parking lot, looking at cars that passed by, 5 minutes.. 10 minutes.. 15.. 20.. 25..30..
Me : Hey Bruce, where are you?
Bruce : Miss Hallman, Mrs. Hallman appointed me to Brooklyn to get some paperwork signed, do you want me to pick you up now?
Me : Brooklyn?
Bruce : Yes Miss Hallman, Brooklyn. Do you want me to send Sam to you?
Me: Umm..(Sam was Dad's chauffeur and dad was always with Sam for a couple weeks since he was busy with concerts rehearsals) That's okay, I'll wait for you. Could you pick me up at the coffee shop across the school?
Bruce : Certainly, Miss Hallman, I'll be there as soon as possible
Me : Thanks Bruce.
I hung up the phone, then suddenly a familiar low voice called from behind.
Apollo : Miss Hallman, you're still hear? (his voice was surprised)
Me : Yeah (I was surprised myself, he bumped into me 3 times today)
Apollo : You want a ride? I'd be happy to take you home.
Me : No thank you, I'm going to get myself some coffee.
he smiled and looked down, he was quiet and i realized he was waiting for my invitation
Me : Do you want to join me? (I asked valiantly)
Apollo : (he gave me I-thought-you-never-ask stare and smiled, there was a brief pause and my heart skipped a beat) Of course (he said, finally!)
He walked beside me, saying nothing. It was agonizing, the silent made it very tense and awkward between us though he seemed to be absolutely oblivious about it.
We entered the coffee shop, he opened the door and held it to let me in, I walked to the cashier and ordered one hot skinny mocha,
Me : What do you want to drink?
Apollo : I'll have an iced expresso, and a chocolate chip cookie, please
Waiter: that'd be $16.40.
Apollo handed $20 before I opened my wallet, I stare at him, it was ME who asked him to join ME for a cup of coffee, yet it was HIM who paid for both of us.
Apollo : What? (he raised and eyebrow, puzzled by my expression)
Me : I was supposed to treat you the coffee, not the opposite
Apollo : (he had this huge warm grin on his face, so gratifying) it's what gentleman do
My heart was going to explode, why does little things he did was so... overwhelmingly impressive. i flushed and shook my head
Me: Thank you (i whisper)
Apollo : You're very welcome
I sat and stare through the window, Apollo joined me with a plate of Chocolate Chip Cookie and our coffee.
Apollo : So, Ms Hallman, when do you suggest I come to enjoy your performance? (He asked with a hint of amusement on his face)
Me : (Geez, is he serious? I shook my heada) Maybe, never? I don't think my performance is enjoyable.
Apollo : You played beautifully, Viola. (His face turned serious)
Me : (Shit! it was like Deja vu!) You called me Viola?
Apollo : (He narrowed his eyebrows) it is your name right?
Me : yes, (I breathed)..
Apollo : Is something wrong?
Me : No. (no, i was just remembering my dream! I gazed through the window)
Apollo: You skate? (He asked when i saw a bunch of roller derby girls skated by the window)
Me : No, i don't skate.
Apollo : why?
Me : I can't (I flushed) I'm utterly uncoordinated.
Apollo : Well, I am an excellent skater, i could teach you. (he grinned, proud. So superb physics lover and an excellent skater huh?)
Me : I don't think so.
Apollo: You don't think I'm an excellent skater or teacher?
Me : No (i giggled) i think you'll be an excellent teacher and skater of course, I'm more concern that I'm not going to be a good student, and I'll have a problem with that.
Apollo : (he shook his head and smirked) High Achievement Syndrome huh?
Me : (nodded)
He sipped his coffee with a straw he held and his other hand on the cookie, he looked famished. I enjoyed the view of this drop-dead gorgeous boy in front of me. His spiky dark blonde hair all neat and clean, his jaw line hardened as he chewed the cookie, his eyes were flaming with hunger boy he loved his cookie. The school uniform suited him well, the soft blue collar, and the dark blue tie neatly hanging from his neck. He realized i was watching.
Apollo : Want some? (feeling guilty that he didn't offer me some before he ate half of it)
Me : No (i smiled) I'm not hungry
Apollo : why are you staring?
Me : Nothing (I can't hide my smile)
Apollo : Do i amused you?
Me : a bit, you eat funny (I realized his mouth was full while he was talking)
Apollo : Glad you find it funny. (He chewed and swallow) I'm starving.
Me : Help yourself, you look like you are.
Apollo : (chuckles) You're weird you know. (he raised an eyebrow, GAH that eyebrow)
Me : Me? Weird? I think you're weird?
Apollo : how? (he looked perplexed)
Me : Well, you were all cool and taciturn yesterday, today you were carefree and warm.
Apollo : Huh!? (He was surprised by my answer) I guess you have something to do with it. (he smiled at me sincerely)
My heart went Volante, flying swiftly with the mild August breeze. Apollo Harp was swooning me. Though my heart was all levitating, my mind tried to stay calm, keep it under control. I have to be cool, i didn't want him to think I'm easy to get. Come back to Earth Vi!
Tuesday, January 21, 2014
Maestro-Scherzando
The rehearsal finished and Mom and I went back home. She tried to persuade me to play the cello for the Christmas Performance. I said nothing, i was quiet. I could not altered my mind from Apollo. I must not fall for him, I must not fall for him! I said to myself silently.
The time we reached home, I hastily went upstair and dropped my bag and cello case on the floor. I threw myself to the bed and looked up to the ceiling wallpaper which was changed by Marla, my housekeeper, to the night sky mode. She knew stars helped me to sleep well at night. I ran to the bathroom and decided to take a bath. I asked Marla to set the water while I do my homework. I took a bath, cleaned, and then I fell asleep.
***
Apollo : You played beautifully, Viola
Me : You called me Viola
Apollo: You prefer Ms. Hallman? (getting closer)
Me : (flushed) Viola is fine.
Apollo : I Wish i could call you by other name.
Me : (flustered) like what?
Apollo : My.... (smirked)
***
I opened my eyes and breaths, it was just a dream, it was not a nightmare, but why did my heart pounded so fast? I was shocked and utterly confused, I never dreamed of a man before, and this dream of Apollo really was the first time.
I glanced up and looked for my alarm, it was 5.30 in the morning, still too early. I tried to sleep again but my effort was wasted, i could not go back to sleep. I laid on my bed, my mind was scattered, i was so captivated. I tossed and turned, and by 7.00 am I got up from the bed and get ready for school.
Bruce opened the door by the time we reached the school parking lot. I scooted out from the car, grabbing my Tory Burch and walked to the west entrance. I walked slowly, secretly looking for Apollo, and then I saw him, closing his car door, swiftly swung one strap of his Oakley and let the other strap unhang, he locked the doors and glided to the entrance. I noticed some girls gave him a stare, i wondered why isn't he famous? All girls were swoon by his charm, why was his name unfamiliar to the society? I guessed it was because the football club guys were the hottest topic so that girls wouldn't really focus on taciturn guys like Apollo.
Apollo gazed up and smiled at me, Crap! I was caught staring, I flushed and looked down, I speed up a bit to get out from the brief embarrassment. As I hastily strolled the crowded hall, I saw Daisy and Josh, flirting to each other, i wanted to say hi but i thought that greeting them would interrupt the flirting, so I passed them. I reached my locker, put my combination number and open the door when suddenly,
Apollo : Good Morning, Ms. Hallman. (showing from behind of the door)
Me : (shocked) Geez.. (inhale) Hi! (my voice was rather pitchy)
Apollo : Were you running away from me?
Me : No (yes!) I was in a hurry (i lied)
Apollo : Seems like you were avoiding me, are you?
Me : No (well.. yeah a bit) Why would I try to avoid you? (because I'm afraid to embarrass myself infront of you.. again!)
Apollo : That's what I want to know (He walked to the other side, crosses his arms and lean on the other side locker)
Me : Well, I'm not avoiding you, so.. (Stay cool Hallman!)
Apollo : (snickers) well then, see you around!
he walked away.. Well, he was in a good mood, surprisingly very warm today. I grabbed my biology book, Physics notes, and History book. The bell rang and we all started to enter our class. I actually could not wait for physics, I hoped he is going to be there.
The day was so long until it was finally physics class, I entered the class, but there was no Apollo, he was nowhere near the lab, and i was quite disappointed, but I managed the lessons though i have to admit it was a challenge.
I exited the lab, and was heading to the locker when Apollo showed up and strolled with me to my locker, startling me, he walked beside me, shoulder broad, one hand on the hanged strap and all grinning..
Apollo : Miss me?
Me : (I started to feel irritated) Excuse me?
Apollo : (he smirked, very cool smirk) How was physics?
Me : fine (good, simple answer)
Apollo : You know, you could ask me anything about your assignments, i'd be happy to help (he said proudly)
Me : I'll keep that in mind (I pause) what's up with you today? (woo, easy girl)
Apollo: What? (confused)
Me : You are quite chipper today. (We reached my locker, i opened it)
Apollo : huh (trying to sound like he was surprised) I liked to hear you play again. (he was looking at my cello, he changed topic)
Me : I'm not that good (i can't play in front of you!)
Apollo: A Hallman not good at music? (snorts)
Me: What? You know me?
Apollo : Viola Hallman, daughter of Mark Hallman the famous prosperous composer and Gillian Hallman the award winning musical director. Yeah I know.
Me : you know a lot about me. (I flushed again, wow HE KNOWS ME! I didn't asked how, he would probably googled me, HE GOOGLED ME!)
Apollo : not much (he grins)
Me : I know nothing about you, see that's not fair! (I frown)
Apollo: there's nothing much to know (his smile fade)
Me: I'm sure that's not true, we should make this even.
Apollo: (grunt) well, what do you want to know?
Me : (you have no idea the list i made about the things i want to know about you) well.. umm.. I'm still curious about the deal between you and Mrs. Garcia.
Apollo: (serious) Well (he paused for like 10 seconds, and i didn't mind staring at him thinking) Let's say it's for extra credit.
Me : it's not something you should be ashamed of, why didn't you tell me yesterday?
Apollo : So what is you next lesson? (he looked bothered, angry even)
Me: well, I'm free now and I'll have history at 1.00 am, I would like to practice cello now before i let you listen (I tried to amuse him, and it worked!)
Apollo: I'm looking forward to it (he smiled, Geez it's so hot!), gotta go, Chemistry, see you around! (he fisted his hand and gently bumped his knuckles to my shoulder)
Apollo was very playful today, all Scherzando, and I liked it! I wondered if he is playful kind of guy or the serious kind of guy? I don't care actually, I was just glad he was happy.
The time we reached home, I hastily went upstair and dropped my bag and cello case on the floor. I threw myself to the bed and looked up to the ceiling wallpaper which was changed by Marla, my housekeeper, to the night sky mode. She knew stars helped me to sleep well at night. I ran to the bathroom and decided to take a bath. I asked Marla to set the water while I do my homework. I took a bath, cleaned, and then I fell asleep.
***
Apollo : You played beautifully, Viola
Me : You called me Viola
Apollo: You prefer Ms. Hallman? (getting closer)
Me : (flushed) Viola is fine.
Apollo : I Wish i could call you by other name.
Me : (flustered) like what?
Apollo : My.... (smirked)
***
I opened my eyes and breaths, it was just a dream, it was not a nightmare, but why did my heart pounded so fast? I was shocked and utterly confused, I never dreamed of a man before, and this dream of Apollo really was the first time.
I glanced up and looked for my alarm, it was 5.30 in the morning, still too early. I tried to sleep again but my effort was wasted, i could not go back to sleep. I laid on my bed, my mind was scattered, i was so captivated. I tossed and turned, and by 7.00 am I got up from the bed and get ready for school.
Bruce opened the door by the time we reached the school parking lot. I scooted out from the car, grabbing my Tory Burch and walked to the west entrance. I walked slowly, secretly looking for Apollo, and then I saw him, closing his car door, swiftly swung one strap of his Oakley and let the other strap unhang, he locked the doors and glided to the entrance. I noticed some girls gave him a stare, i wondered why isn't he famous? All girls were swoon by his charm, why was his name unfamiliar to the society? I guessed it was because the football club guys were the hottest topic so that girls wouldn't really focus on taciturn guys like Apollo.
Apollo gazed up and smiled at me, Crap! I was caught staring, I flushed and looked down, I speed up a bit to get out from the brief embarrassment. As I hastily strolled the crowded hall, I saw Daisy and Josh, flirting to each other, i wanted to say hi but i thought that greeting them would interrupt the flirting, so I passed them. I reached my locker, put my combination number and open the door when suddenly,
Apollo : Good Morning, Ms. Hallman. (showing from behind of the door)
Me : (shocked) Geez.. (inhale) Hi! (my voice was rather pitchy)
Apollo : Were you running away from me?
Me : No (yes!) I was in a hurry (i lied)
Apollo : Seems like you were avoiding me, are you?
Me : No (well.. yeah a bit) Why would I try to avoid you? (because I'm afraid to embarrass myself infront of you.. again!)
Apollo : That's what I want to know (He walked to the other side, crosses his arms and lean on the other side locker)
Me : Well, I'm not avoiding you, so.. (Stay cool Hallman!)
Apollo : (snickers) well then, see you around!
he walked away.. Well, he was in a good mood, surprisingly very warm today. I grabbed my biology book, Physics notes, and History book. The bell rang and we all started to enter our class. I actually could not wait for physics, I hoped he is going to be there.
The day was so long until it was finally physics class, I entered the class, but there was no Apollo, he was nowhere near the lab, and i was quite disappointed, but I managed the lessons though i have to admit it was a challenge.
I exited the lab, and was heading to the locker when Apollo showed up and strolled with me to my locker, startling me, he walked beside me, shoulder broad, one hand on the hanged strap and all grinning..
Apollo : Miss me?
Me : (I started to feel irritated) Excuse me?
Apollo : (he smirked, very cool smirk) How was physics?
Me : fine (good, simple answer)
Apollo : You know, you could ask me anything about your assignments, i'd be happy to help (he said proudly)
Me : I'll keep that in mind (I pause) what's up with you today? (woo, easy girl)
Apollo: What? (confused)
Me : You are quite chipper today. (We reached my locker, i opened it)
Apollo : huh (trying to sound like he was surprised) I liked to hear you play again. (he was looking at my cello, he changed topic)
Me : I'm not that good (i can't play in front of you!)
Apollo: A Hallman not good at music? (snorts)
Me: What? You know me?
Apollo : Viola Hallman, daughter of Mark Hallman the famous prosperous composer and Gillian Hallman the award winning musical director. Yeah I know.
Me : you know a lot about me. (I flushed again, wow HE KNOWS ME! I didn't asked how, he would probably googled me, HE GOOGLED ME!)
Apollo : not much (he grins)
Me : I know nothing about you, see that's not fair! (I frown)
Apollo: there's nothing much to know (his smile fade)
Me: I'm sure that's not true, we should make this even.
Apollo: (grunt) well, what do you want to know?
Me : (you have no idea the list i made about the things i want to know about you) well.. umm.. I'm still curious about the deal between you and Mrs. Garcia.
Apollo: (serious) Well (he paused for like 10 seconds, and i didn't mind staring at him thinking) Let's say it's for extra credit.
Me : it's not something you should be ashamed of, why didn't you tell me yesterday?
Apollo : So what is you next lesson? (he looked bothered, angry even)
Me: well, I'm free now and I'll have history at 1.00 am, I would like to practice cello now before i let you listen (I tried to amuse him, and it worked!)
Apollo: I'm looking forward to it (he smiled, Geez it's so hot!), gotta go, Chemistry, see you around! (he fisted his hand and gently bumped his knuckles to my shoulder)
Apollo was very playful today, all Scherzando, and I liked it! I wondered if he is playful kind of guy or the serious kind of guy? I don't care actually, I was just glad he was happy.
Thursday, January 2, 2014
Maestro - Fantasia
The girls seemed to be having a lot of fun, and I was bored with what they were talking about. I looked at my phone, It was 4.30 pm. I made an excuse to Daisy, saying that my Mom texted me and she wanted me home. So Daisy released me and so did her friends. I waved sweetly to them and walked outside the shop. I called my driver and I waited for 10 minutes before he picked me up.
When i went inside, Bruce was talking to the phone, he said yes Maam, and hang up the phone.
Bruce : Ms. Hallman, Mrs. Hallman appointed me to take you to the Grand Hall after school.
Me : well,... okay then.
Bruce: She told me to make sure you bring your Cello with you Ms. Hallman.
Me : (Crap! I left it in my locker, i put it in after i practiced in that dark abandoned physics room) Bruce! I don't have it with me!
Bruce : Do you want to go home first?
Me : Crap Bruce, does she sounds in a hurry?
Bruce : She is.
Me : well then, we have no time, just drive Bruce, i'll figure something out.
Mom wouldn't be happy. She was a very rigid woman with a very high disciplinary expectation. She was absolutely perfectionist and i thought it was her demands that made most of her staff worshiped her. She has this persona that made everyone bowed to her command. But despite all that, she was a loving mother, she thought about me most of her time. She was lovely, and this is the other quality that made her staff loved and worshiped her.
My mind whirled hard, what could be my excuses? Saying that i forgot to bring my Cello wasn't a good excuse, she would just scolded me for an hour. Saying that i broke my stick was much worse, and didn't make any sense since my stick was new. Saying that a friend borrowed it, still was not a good one. I was clueless for what i should said. No sooner had the car arrived its destination than i reached into the decision to tell her the truth. I hoped she would just be cool with it for once.
I sprinted to the main hall, and stopped before the door, I combed my long hair roughly with my hands and arranged my bangs, checked my uniform and tug my shirt inside my skirt. Pulled my socks higher and patted my shoulder. Neat enough, I entered the room while striving for elegance, my mom said that no matter what you wear, even just a shirt and shorts or even school uniform, you must keep your chin up.
Mom : Darling, Where have you been? Where's your cello?
Me : I'm sorry mom, i left it in my locker after practicing. (please don't yell at me)
Mom : (she seemed pretty busy, she rushed) Well, that's okay. Now go and asked Bruce to pick up your cello at home. After that come with me and we'll watch the rehearsal, okay? (she turned around) Places everybody, we'll start in 5.
I nodded and called Bruce to pick my cello at home, thank goodness i had two cello.
I took a seat at the back of the hall but my mom forced me to sit beside her on the first row, so i did.
Mom taught the singers to warm up a bit and the singers followed her. After that mom shouted places and the singers got ready. It was their dress rehearsal and all the female singers were wearing tight Victorian dresses and the male singers were dressed like Romeo from "Romeo and Juliet". They sand the classic L'enfance du Christ by Hector Berlioz. It was going to be performed that Christmas.
It was beautiful, I closed my eyes and listen to the melody. When i got calmer and calmer, Apollo's face showed in my mind, his face was stern like when we were in the class after school. His eyes were sparkling and he was staring at me and his eyes was slowly getting closer to mine. His voice was soft, alluring and gentle. He looked down for couple second and he looked up with this cool smile, he inhaled some air and exhaled it slowly, he faced down again, crossing his arms, standing in this cool pose, his wearing the school unifor, light blue shirt tugged in and his sleeves were rolled to his elbow, his tie was neatly tied and and frown, his eyebrows were stiff and he said slowly and sincerely "See you around, Ms. Hallman." His face turned mysterious.
Mom : What are you thinking Viola?
Me : (drawn back to earth, shocked) Nothing mom, it's.. beautfiul
Mom : Why, Thank you honey, glad you like it. I was thinking you could play along that's why I told you to bring your cello
Me: Mom? I don't think I'm ready.
Mom: sure you are darling, you have plenty of time to practice
Me : Mom..
Mom : We'll talk about it later
My Fantasia about Apollo was ruined with mom's command.
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
Maestro - Primo Uomo
I went outside of the school, took a deep breath and walked to the coffee shop daisy was talking about. The air wasn't cool, wasn't hot either. I enjoyed the brief mild weather while walking to the shop. I entered the shop and saw Daisy, and her cheerleader friends chatting and chittering about the football team and whom among them were the hottest. I was quite unfamiliar with that kind of talk. I was considering to leave them and just go home, but too late, Daisy saw me and there was no escape from Daisy, she could make you eat dirt if she wants to, she just knew how.
Daisy : Vi! Sit here!
Me : Okay (hesitant)
Daisy : So?
Me : What?
Daisy : got the calculator?
Me : Oh, yeah (unexcited)
Daisy : What's wrong?
Me : nothing
Daisy : you sure?
Me : (tried to put my perky face on) Yea
Daisy: (confused) Well, okay then
Me : i'd better buy some coffee
Daisy : okay come back soon
I tried to avoid guy talk, it wasn't my thing. I walked to the counter and ordered hot skinny mocha, my favorite. I waited on the counter. I looked to the window beside the counter facing my school, My eyes popped when I saw Apollo come out from the entrance while whirling his car keys and swiftly went down couple of stairs to reach the street. He walked to his car parked not far from the entrance, just 3 cars away. He went inside his toyota and then gone. No sooner had his car driven away, my coffee was ready and I walked back to Daisy.
Daisy : So, Apollo Harp huh?
Me: What?
Daisy : I saw you starring at him across the street, you like him don't you? (teasing)
Me : No
Daisy's friend : Oh please, we saw you honey, your eyes were following him
Me : i didn't realize it
Daisy : Crap Vi! You like him! Your first crush! So exciting!
Me : Daisy!
I was embarrassed. Daisy embarrassed me, and the most annoying part was she was right. I was in awe, I was falling for Apollo Harp and i don't know why.
Me : Besides, what is to like?
Daisy : You gotta admit, he's hot
Daisy's friend : he's not popular though.
Daisy : it doesn't matter, he's still hot
Me : are you sure I'm the one who likes him?
Daisy : Nah, I'm stuck with Josh....
The girls continued about Josh and the other football guys. I was glad they didn't brought up Apollo again during the conversation. I stayed quite while they gossiped, I was thinking about what Daisy said, my first crush. I thought about it hard, it's too soon to conclude that Apollo Harp as the first guy i liked, I kept chanting this mantra in my head, "He's not my Primo Uomo I liked, he's not going to be. I won't let myself."
Daisy : Vi! Sit here!
Me : Okay (hesitant)
Daisy : So?
Me : What?
Daisy : got the calculator?
Me : Oh, yeah (unexcited)
Daisy : What's wrong?
Me : nothing
Daisy : you sure?
Me : (tried to put my perky face on) Yea
Daisy: (confused) Well, okay then
Me : i'd better buy some coffee
Daisy : okay come back soon
I tried to avoid guy talk, it wasn't my thing. I walked to the counter and ordered hot skinny mocha, my favorite. I waited on the counter. I looked to the window beside the counter facing my school, My eyes popped when I saw Apollo come out from the entrance while whirling his car keys and swiftly went down couple of stairs to reach the street. He walked to his car parked not far from the entrance, just 3 cars away. He went inside his toyota and then gone. No sooner had his car driven away, my coffee was ready and I walked back to Daisy.
Daisy : So, Apollo Harp huh?
Me: What?
Daisy : I saw you starring at him across the street, you like him don't you? (teasing)
Me : No
Daisy's friend : Oh please, we saw you honey, your eyes were following him
Me : i didn't realize it
Daisy : Crap Vi! You like him! Your first crush! So exciting!
Me : Daisy!
I was embarrassed. Daisy embarrassed me, and the most annoying part was she was right. I was in awe, I was falling for Apollo Harp and i don't know why.
Me : Besides, what is to like?
Daisy : You gotta admit, he's hot
Daisy's friend : he's not popular though.
Daisy : it doesn't matter, he's still hot
Me : are you sure I'm the one who likes him?
Daisy : Nah, I'm stuck with Josh....
The girls continued about Josh and the other football guys. I was glad they didn't brought up Apollo again during the conversation. I stayed quite while they gossiped, I was thinking about what Daisy said, my first crush. I thought about it hard, it's too soon to conclude that Apollo Harp as the first guy i liked, I kept chanting this mantra in my head, "He's not my Primo Uomo I liked, he's not going to be. I won't let myself."
Maestro - Allegro
The class went monotonous as Mrs. Garcia blabbered fluently about fluid and its characteristics. My mind was boggled with his image. He seemed very outgoing and free-spirited the first time i glanced my eyes on him, but after his visit to physics class, he seemed distant. Something about him invited me to know more about him.
I was very bored with the lesson, so i took my calculator and pressed the numbers in random just to kill time. I was delighted when the school bell rang. The school had ended and it was time we went home.
Daisy : Viola, wanna hang with the girls?
Me : Where?
Daisy : The coffee shop across the school, interested?
Me : Sure
She grabbed my arms and we strolled to the school entrance when i realized i left my calculator on my desk.
Me : Shoot, Daze, I think i left my calculator!
Daisy : Chillax, can't you take it tomorrow? I'm sure the janitor kept it.
Me : I can't do my homeworks without it, I'll catch up with you guys later?
Daisy : Well, if you must. See you on the coffee shop, kay?
Me: Yea, see ya guys.
I sprinted a bit to physics class, the door was closed. I tried to open it, it wasn't lock. Phew!
I peeked into the empty class, and no one's there. It was save for me to just grab my calculator and leave. I walked to my seat and search for my calculator. It wasn't there! I panicked for a minute, where was it. I peeked into my bag, no, it wasn't there,
Apollo : Something wrong Ms. Hallman?
i was startled, why did he had to be so silent? He leaned on the door with his arms and legs crossed naturally, his face was so solemn and somehow he managed to look attractive.
Me : Um, i am looking for my calculator.
He squinted his eyes and thought about something, he looked to his left and start walking slowly to the drawers beside the teacher's desk and opened it. He took my calculator and handed it in
Apollo : Be careful next time Ms. Hallman, (He said with stern tone) You're lucky i found it.
Me : Thank you. How do you know my name?
Apollo : You labeled your calculator, Ms. Hallman.
Of course, how silly of me to ask such retarded answer, i felt stupid, embarrassed, again.
Me :Viola (Why did i said that?)
Apollo : (Amused, i can see he started to soften) I'm obligated to call Mrs. Garcia's students formally, it's part of the deal.
Me: What deal? The assistant deal?
Apollo : (his face went straight again, i knew my question bugged him) Need anything else?
Me : That's it ( I said slowly) Thank you Mr. (pause) Harp? (Sharks! That sounded weird)
He nodded politely without a smile and escorted me to the hallway.
Apollo : See you around, Ms. Hallman.
I couldn't hide my smile, he was very charming, very confusing, somehow he made my heart gone allegro. I was walking through the almost empty hallway when i wondered about him, Who is he? Who is Apollo Harp?
I was very bored with the lesson, so i took my calculator and pressed the numbers in random just to kill time. I was delighted when the school bell rang. The school had ended and it was time we went home.
Daisy : Viola, wanna hang with the girls?
Me : Where?
Daisy : The coffee shop across the school, interested?
Me : Sure
She grabbed my arms and we strolled to the school entrance when i realized i left my calculator on my desk.
Me : Shoot, Daze, I think i left my calculator!
Daisy : Chillax, can't you take it tomorrow? I'm sure the janitor kept it.
Me : I can't do my homeworks without it, I'll catch up with you guys later?
Daisy : Well, if you must. See you on the coffee shop, kay?
Me: Yea, see ya guys.
I sprinted a bit to physics class, the door was closed. I tried to open it, it wasn't lock. Phew!
I peeked into the empty class, and no one's there. It was save for me to just grab my calculator and leave. I walked to my seat and search for my calculator. It wasn't there! I panicked for a minute, where was it. I peeked into my bag, no, it wasn't there,
Apollo : Something wrong Ms. Hallman?
i was startled, why did he had to be so silent? He leaned on the door with his arms and legs crossed naturally, his face was so solemn and somehow he managed to look attractive.
Me : Um, i am looking for my calculator.
He squinted his eyes and thought about something, he looked to his left and start walking slowly to the drawers beside the teacher's desk and opened it. He took my calculator and handed it in
Apollo : Be careful next time Ms. Hallman, (He said with stern tone) You're lucky i found it.
Me : Thank you. How do you know my name?
Apollo : You labeled your calculator, Ms. Hallman.
Of course, how silly of me to ask such retarded answer, i felt stupid, embarrassed, again.
Me :Viola (Why did i said that?)
Apollo : (Amused, i can see he started to soften) I'm obligated to call Mrs. Garcia's students formally, it's part of the deal.
Me: What deal? The assistant deal?
Apollo : (his face went straight again, i knew my question bugged him) Need anything else?
Me : That's it ( I said slowly) Thank you Mr. (pause) Harp? (Sharks! That sounded weird)
He nodded politely without a smile and escorted me to the hallway.
Apollo : See you around, Ms. Hallman.
I couldn't hide my smile, he was very charming, very confusing, somehow he made my heart gone allegro. I was walking through the almost empty hallway when i wondered about him, Who is he? Who is Apollo Harp?
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