DAY 1: Lovely Mishaps

I stood up as fast as a bolt of lightning after hearing my Teacher shouting out my name. How fast could I even get, I banged my knee on the desk. My bone went straight for it, atleast it's not broken."Owwww", I screamed, Embarrassing. The whole class had their face towards me. They laughed. It is very embarrassing, when you are the only one being laughed at. A little smile emerged on Mabel's face, her eyes attached to mine, her quiet laugh took me out of my embarrassment. I don't care about the class, if I could see her smile.

Day1:

2 classes passed and I still can't take my (side)gaze of her. Such a MAGNET she is. Phew.. guess it's time for break. The clouds started to darken outside, contrast to how it was the morning

Billy: (approaching Eric) man, I hate this first place , can we exchange

"HELL NO!" I shouted. I guess I scared her when I did so.

"Hell no" I whispered to him

Billy: "well buddy, you didn't had to shout like a maniac like that"

"He's right , Eric", a second voice broke through the conversation. The voice was soft , almost like warmly hugging me. It was lighter than a feather. At once, I knew it was her. Mabel crossed, looking at me, she said "you scared me, you know",

My brain struck in shock, refused to respone.

"W– Well , I'm– I'm so– sorr–", before I could even say it, she turned away with a little smile across her face and headed towards the class exit.

"Mabel!", I called out. I actually didn't mean to, but my mouth called out for her name by its own.

Mabel turned towards me. Not only her but also Billy, Sullivan and Derek turned towards me as well.

"Well, I'm sorry for that, Mabel", I repeated, my voice shrinking with each word. Even I myself barely heard 'Mabel'.

After hearing what I said, she had that one look, that one smile on her face. It was as if she's teasing me? Or maybe she's genuinely laughing for what I said? Soon, she left, without a reply.

My skin turned to red again. Blushing.

"So, you WERE blushing", said Billy

"No", I said ,what a straight lie to his face though

"Maybe, Eric like Mabel?", asked Sullivan gasping, like he invented something very crucial to human life. What kind of an 'Eureka' is it, huh? But still I refused

"Russy's a bit sussy, now-a-days", said Billy

"No, I'm not?", Well, defending at the worst i could do. Gawd whyyy?!?

"Guys, leave me alone rn. I'm feeling kinda off", I said

"Says a guy who blushed his blood out" such a tease , Billy, such a tease.

It started to rain. The break time was over and the classes resumed. I couldn't concentrate on the class cuz my mind was fully occupied by the pretty little exchange of words we(me and Mabel) had.

It was maths class. Usually, this time of the day would be sleepy than anything else, but sitting next to Mabel, I feel very active. Ofcourse I'm not concentrating on the maths class but I think I'm not gonna sleep in any maths class from now on. Mabel kept the window open, the breeze from outside sweeps through her hair. How beautiful each strands flows in the air. As the soft breeze wafted in, carrying with it the faint scent of grass and sand, and I swear it whispered, "Sleep, my child.", I fought my sleepiness at first, doodling in the margins of my notebook, but my eyelids had other plans. they grew heavier with each passing second, it was like someone was pulling me eyelids with a string downwards and my eyeballs upwards.

The teacher droned on about calculus, such an alien chapter to me that I could only hear "01001101 01100001 01100010 01100101 01101100", but his voice faded into the rhythm of the drizzles. My pen slipped from my hand, landing with a silent thud on the desk, and as my head followed it slowly, I thought, "This is it. This is how I go. The war– has– ended....."

*{Eric's thoughts throwback to few lines earlier: "I think I'm not gonna sleep in any maths class from now on."}*

(Yeah I hella slept)

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Zzz....

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A little dream, where I'm near the Ocean. Loud fierce waves and I'm having a crossbow on my hand, trying to shoot a dove. The more effort I put trying to shoot it, the more the waves raged.

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Zzz(snap)

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Later, I woke up not on my own, but by someone's pencil poking my head. It was from Mabel's side and it must be her. I felt I drooled over my hand a little, I wiped it off real quick. I turned towards her with a sway, "wassup?!", a savvy look on my face. That's when I knew, I messed up real nasty.

"May I know what sum were you working out in your dream?"

It was the Maths teacher, Mr.Jefferson.

"Better be awake or be at home", he said and started with his long lectures

My ears, there runs a tunnel through it. Any advice which are fed in one ear will automatically be disposed in the other. Kinda cool right?

It's been some time, and I was allowed to get into the class again. Yes! I've been made to stand out

I only have 2 things I love to see inside the class. One being her, Mabel and the other, the clock which was put up near the door.

THANK GOD, there is only 3 minutes for this class to get over.

And it happened so, the teacher left the class. The class was in an awkward silence as usual, yes, they all were half asleep. Barely using their eyes to see. Just like what I did. And when I look to my lef–

"Mabel slept ?!?!?!?", I exclaimed inside my head

She's quite a napper I guess. She had her head turned towards the window, which means, she's not facing me or the class, it's just the birds and the fluffy clouds get to see her beautiful face. I could only think about how her face would be when she's asleep.

Our next and our final class was...

(Drum roll)

Spanish !!

(Cymbal crash)

Our Spanish teacher, Mrs.Martina, that lady is an whole package of strictness imported all the way from Mexico. She finds mistakes in literally any thing we do. And her favorite word to address us as, is 'tonto'. You fold your hands while listening to her class, you're a tonto. You bend your head down a little even a 5 degree, you're a tonto. You look outside the window, you're a tonto. You laugh, you're a tonto. You argue with her, you're a tonto. Just Tonto, Tonto, Tonto.. I wanna 'tonto' the crap Outta here. No matter how good you are, according to her, YOU ARE A TONTO

Her daughter, Lucia studies in my class. No less, she gets the same Tonto treatment like us. Only things that calms Mrs.Martina is a coffee. Well, that's what Lucia told us, we never tried to(we don't have that much balls)

[Mrs.Martina, enters the class suddenly]

There she co– SHIT!!! Mabel's asleep. I gotta wake her up!!!!. But how?!?

Ahhh darn it. She didn't hear the door slid?!? Even that creaky noise ?!??

"Psst....Mabel, Mabel" , I whispered. Honestly though, I couldn't even hear my callings myself. But I tried to keep it low and tried to wake her up

"Mabel.....psssttt.... Mabel, Mabel"

"MABEL!!!" , a loud voice, Mrs.Martina's

The class went all out silence and stood up silently to- greet her.

Mabel stood at once he heard the roaring voice resonated the room.

Ahh yes. Well I forgot to tell you one more thing about Mrs.Martina which makes her an Avengers level threat. Whenever she's angry, she will unlock her strong level 100 accent which we can't properly understand, it either makes us confuse, or for the worst case scenario – LAUGH

Didn't I mention that "you laugh, you're a tonto" , so that makes her a final boss from souls game.

Mabel stood along with the rest of the class.

"All may sit...", said Mrs.Martina

We slowly sat and when I'm mid-way of sitting

"Excepth Dorothea" she added

I was stuck in my position , mid way. Soon my legs gave up and sat with a thud.

Man, I tried to help her so hard but I failed.

"So what made you doze off just like that , miss? "

"But Mrs.Martina, I wasn't sle–"

The class tried to signal her 'cut it out'. But before she could notice.

"Yu sthraigth uph lying thoo my fface?!? You tonta", Mrs.Monsterina's thunderous voice made us freeze from head to toe. I really felt bad for her. It's kinda my fault, you see. I should've woke her up. For the whole class she was made to stand. My sight of her standing next to me punished, which was all my fault added to my guilt.

The class got dispersed and everyone was sent home. I was walking downstairs with my friends , my eyes searching for Mabel. Today's been such a rollercoaster of emotions, the graph went high peaking with the conversation with Mabel and went straight down to hell with the guilt. I wish it only goes up.

"Eric, you tonto. Are you noth feehling guilthy forh whath you didh back ththere?!?", said Billy mimicking Mrs.Martina.....

WAIT WHATT!???

"What.. what do you mean?? Guilty???", I asked

"Ofcourse, chico" , he said with a straight face.

"Are you noth guilthy of eathing shuch a good lunchch withouth meh?!?" He added

Oh it's just the lunch then.

Suddenly Lucia crossed passed us with a Bombastic side eye. She must've heard our convo. We thought we were doomed.

"I'm so sorr–" , stammered Billy.

"Oh, no.. it's not much problem.. just be careful not to act like this before mother", with a smile she left.

Lucia's usually a shy typa girl. We don't usually hear her voice. She always sits with her head resting on her hands, with her fingers covering most part of her face. She has a pretty nice face (not as pretty as Mabel's though [only according to Eric])

Billy slightly blushed.

"Yo man Billy , your face is as red as a chilli, dawg", said Derek.

"Huh what the..." Started Billy

"Derek, boy Billy won't fall for Lucia , will he?", I teased

"Stop with your ugly rhymes morons!" He shouted

"Alright alright"

He really like her afterall, I guess. Ahh, but I gotta use the restroom real bad, I've been holding it in since the Spanish class started.

Suddenly something pushed my shoulders aside. When I turned to look what was it....

It was Mabel rushing down. I couldn't react to what just happened but instinctively

"I'm sorry", I said , my voice overlapping her's. She didn't even look at me as she was in a rush. As that, she went out of my sight.

Seconds later, I started to realise how blissful that moment was. Imagining my hand brushed with her hand, just few steps before interlocking.

And It rose up

(Hey, I meant the graphs ⊙⁠﹏⁠⊙)