2- Encounter

Sara's POV

Today was my first day at AMC. I could feel alot of things going on inside me, perhaps a war between yes or no. Is this the right thing to do? Should I just run away? Will this change lead my life to a bright future or will it be worse? All these thoughts were just colliding each other inside me.

" Stop it Sara!!! you should focus on it. Nothing can be more worse. Yes, nothing can be more worse."

I tried to encourage myself. I was still thinking about my encounter with EAKs ( i guessed they call them that because this word starts with the first letters of their names like E...Eva, A...Alexandra and K... Kathleen ), which was the first thing i hate most because i was going to bear it all by myself. The way they were, Ahhh... seriously I didn't want anything to do with this. The first thing they said about me was about my clothes. I dont think they were bad. Well way better than dressing up everyday as if i am celebrating Halloween.

First day, i immediately took out my cellphone and open 'File Manager' in order to check the schedule, they sent me yesterday. It was in the form of document. I had revised the today's schedule already but i just wanted confirm it. So, i opened it.

"What the hell!!! 9:30am, business (minor subject), First floor, room no. 54."

I got my eyes widely open as I know that its 9:25am already and class will start within 5 minutes. And i still had to climb couple of stairs to reach first floor. First day, and I am already late idiot. I started to run as fast as i could, climbed up the stairs, and stopped a girl, as she was about to go downstairs.

"Do you know where is room no. 54?"

I asked her despite of my heavy breadth. She, pointing towards my left, said:

" Go straight and then left. It will be there."

" Thanks..."

I started running again. As i reached the spot from where i have to make a turn, someone came in my way, causing us both collide badly.

" Ouch!!! my foot..."

I said as i fell on my back but my voice was no louder to be heard by anyone.

" Are you blind?"

I heard a male's voice, yelling. But as soon as he saw that i am a girl, he sat near me and spoke politely ...

" Are you alright? I apologise i didn't see you coming. Let me help you."

His hands move toward my foot. I immediately reacted and tried to get up as fast as i can.

" I-I'm.... sorry.....I-I didn't mean to....."

I drawled.

" Hey! its ok ... let me see. I think you are hurt. Let me help you."

His Hands, this time, was about to reach my shoulder but I shifted my eyes from his hazel eyes (attractive i guess, were the only thing i could see about him) to the ground and ran into the corridor in the left from where he just came ( i suppose that girl told me to turn to this corridor). As i went in there, i suspected every eye on me. Why the hell they are looking at me like that. Did i get something on my face? Something's wrong with me?

My hands reached my face but i immediately shifted my eyes to the ground and moved forward. I could feel hatred in their sights, mostly females.

I, then found the room and went inside it. It was a large room, full of seats, in front of which there was a large platform, of course for the teacher. I went in there, got two empty seats in the first row and sat on one and place my bag on the other and check the cell phone. it was 9:35am. Thank God ...i am not that late. I started waiting for the teacher. A man in his 50's arrived 5 minutes after my arrival.

"Good morning everyone. I'm your professor, Mr. James. I'm gonna teach you Business Communication."

And he gave us a long intro... New students like me, were listening to him attentively but as for our seniors, they were in chill mood. I could guess it why, Mr. James didn't seems like a strict person. As soon as he just started the lecture, a guy came inside running, knocked at the door.

"Ahh!!! Sorry Mr. James. I'm late. I had an important call."

I looked at the face of that guy. He was the same guy, i got myself troubled with, wearing blue jeans and white shirt and his black hair ( i saw it just now). With his entry, i also got to know that everyone called professor with his name not with "SIR" or anything else.

" Welcome Mr. Daniel Jones. It's okay man. And students!!! let me introduce you all to your senior, Mr. Jones and the topper of my subject. I guess most of you know him with the name of most handsome guy in the school."

With that compliment, alot of the students ( i guess all the females) said a huge yes with some giggling and pleasure in their voice.

" Thanks Mr. James."

He answered with his smiling hazel eyes and no other expression on his face, just a little exhausted from running i guess and came inside the class.

"Miss... is this seat vacant? Can i sit here?"

I heard a voice in my ears while i was busy examine the register i got with me to write some notes of the class.

I looked up. He is talking to me. Why does ge wants to sit beside me. Perhaps there is no other seat . With that i just took my bag off the seat without even saying something. He sat besides me quietly, without making a sound and the lecture started. The way Mr. James teach, wasn't that boring. I got some interest in his subject, despite of the fact that i got least interest in business.

When Mr. James was busy making a flow chart on the white board, i heard a whisper near my ear:

"Miss... is your foot alright now?"

It literally got me a heart attack to hear a man's voice so close to me. I slightly moved towards right, opposite side to him as he was on my left.

" Uhmm... yesss.... Thanks for...your concerns."

I replied to him without looking at him. I was literally getting goose bumps.

"Well! you don't look so comfortable, Miss...."

With him calling me Miss, i actually was so uncomfortable. Despite that wasn't the only reason, encountering with a man, it was against my nature and my life. I never talked to anyone except my father and my step mom's brother.

"Its Sara. And I'm fine."

With that I moved my attention back to Mr. James. And I think Daniel got that since he didn't talk to me for the rest of the time.

Daniel's POV

I was sitting in the room, waiting for the class to start. I arrived too early today as i didn't want myself got stuck with the girls of this school. They were mad for me . Literally I sometimes think that why they all had to be this much irritating. My friends used to laugh at me whenever i say such a thing. I can understand why. I suddenly got a call on my cell phone. It was mother's. I quickly answered the phone and she told me that its about something important. I asked her to wait for a minute and let me go somewhere quite and she hung up the phone. I was in a bad mood since i hate it whenever i got important calls in duration of my class. And of course it was the class of my major 'business'. How could i miss it? I quickly ran out of the class to the corridor to make a right turn and suddenly i got tangled with someone.

"Ouch!!! my foot."

I just heard those words ( though in a very low voice. I barely managed to heard it) and before realizing who was it, i said:

"Are you blind?"

I said with rage as i was also about to trip. And faced towards the person. Wait...its a girl. I made her fall badlyy in my hurry. She seems hurt badly. With that i quickly sat near her and said:

" Are you alright? I apologise I didn't see you coming. Let me help you."

And i moved my hand towards her foot that seems to got sprained. But she reacted hastly and tried to get up on her own, despite of that swear pain. I could guess she was in pain, a swear one.

"I-I'm....sorry. I-I didn't mean to...."

I could guess she was a shy girl as she replied nervously. LOL i felt so because whenever i experienced encountering with other girls, they all tried to get flat on me. She was different. Something was different about her. She tried to act strongly.

"Hey! it's okay. Let me see. I think you are hurt. Let me help you."

She looked into my eyes for a moment. Her brown eyes seems addictive, suited her well. But as soon as i was going to hold her from her shoulder, she ran away, toward the side i came from. I watched her going in the same class as mine. oh my God.... mom's waiting and i went to a quite side.

Mom started talking about her friend's daughter or something , she wants me to take care of her. Even told me her name, Ahhh... i didn't remember. And told me that if she didn't want to live with us , its okay. You should just take care of her, I didn't pay much attention to her sayings as i was busy figuring out something on my mind, obviously about that corridor girl. What does this have to do with me? She made me ran outside in order to talk about some girl, i know her intensions well. oh Mom .... I was thinking about that girl from the corridor. She seems cute though i wasn't quite interested. I got a huge smile on my face. Wait..... did i just say the word cute???......no, did i just smile??? Am i insane?"

After that hard conversation with mom, obviously why would i like to talk about some girl, I looked at the time. It was already 9:40am.

"Oh gosh!!! I'm late. Okay mom I'll remember what you said. I'm leaving. I'm already late. Love ya..."

With this, i ran towards the class. As soon as i reached the door, i saw the same girl, sitting in the front in her white shirt and behind the desk, i could see her long red skirt with of white shirt and dark brown long hair tied in a pony tail, paying attention to the lecture. How could someone look so attractive while listening to the lecture.

I immediately got myself on track, shook my head and said:

"Ahhh!!! sorry Mr. James. I'm late. I had an important call."

And Mr. James being a nice man, let me in and did compliment me. My attention was all diverted towards that girl and her injured foot. There was a vacant seat besides her. I quickly rushed towards it.

"Miss.... is this seat vacant? Can i sit here."

I asked her. I wasn't always like that. I guess its the first time i wanted to talk to some girl, even its for just a mere seat. I was a quite person. Don't like talking much. But this time i guess it was a new me. She looked into my eyes for a moment. I could see a girl with shy, innocent and beautiful heart inside those brown eyes. Her eyes showed the signs of being shocked, making her more beautiful. Without saying anything, she moved her bag from the seat. I quickly sat there. As i wanted to ask her about her foot, i waited for appropriate time and finally got one.

"Miss.... is your foot alright?"

I asked her whispering near her ear. I could see she was startled by my voice.

"Uhmm....yesss..... Thanks for.... your concerns."

She replied without looking at me. I wonder if she is in pain. She looks pale. Was she that much hurt???

"Well! you don't look so comfortable, Miss..."

I called her Miss since I didn't know her name. I think i shouldn't have said the word comfortable. Of course i could see she wasn't. But she replied:

"It's Sara. And I'm fine."

I didn't know what else to say. She said she is fine so stop it Dan. Lets focus on study. And for the rest of the time, i didn't say anything .Why should i? she is not the only girl in the universe. I should just focus on studies.