Voice

CHAPTER 04 | Voice |

"Yeeeih, there are all my flowers!"

"Jayda! Accept it!"

Some boys and my friends cheered when they saw me giving the flower to Jayda for the dare. I don't know why they're dating, it's just dare.

Jayda didn't do anything but accept the flower, I can't take it back, it's even more embarrassing now that so many people are looking at us. He had no reaction, then he passed me I no longer knew where he was going.

"Hey what's that!" Older brother Mike shouted but his voice was tinged with teasing. My forehead furrowed, my mood suddenly changed from what happened. When my older brother and I met, he was already a smiling dog, I sighed before lazily returning to my group.

Lian and Rose got curious with Jayda's reaction, why does it seem like I just didn't give anything to Jayda. I, on the other hand, just remained silent on the side, I also lost the appetite to play.

What I did earlier was rude, he gave the flower earlier and then I will come back? That was a big insult on his part! In the eyes of those who saw it, it's okay because they don't know anything, I feel the opposite for what was done before.

After thinking about what had happened I chose to just clear my conscience. Jayda giving me a flower is not that big deal right? Maybe he didn't really want to give me flowers, maybe he was just ordered to escort and give flowers to whoever wins. Yeah, that's just the way it is so there's no big deal there if I return the flower.

And why would Jayda give me a flower aber, we're not even close? So I'm sure the pageant organizer just ordered him.

After that day everything went back to normal.

It's been two weeks since the pageant happened, but for me my victory is still fresh as if everything happened only yesterday. It's really like this when you're happy, the days are just too fast.

So far I'm right that what happened about dare in the past was not a big deal. I only saw Jayda once at school and she came to see us once when they did a project with, brother, because they are classmates. Nothing has changed so I know nothing is wrong.

My most hated month came, September the family day. You know what guyz? I'm annoyed to make this celebration, okay with complete families, but for those broken families it's not a good thing? I just think the one who made this event and this celebration itself is ad hoc.

Ow well, that's just my opinion don't take it seriously.

"All right, I'll just be there first." I told Lian and Rose, for this day because we decided to eat in the Garden. That's what we do when we don't feel like eating in the Cafeteria, there are benches and tables in the Garden so many people also want to eat there so there has to be someone first to reserve a table. I volunteered to go first to the Garden, Lian and Rose were together in the Cafeteria, for some reason it was forbidden to leave her alone, Rose was very jealous of her and bullied her.

The aura of our school garden is so calm and refreshing, the mahogany trees stand that provide shade so the breeze is nice here.

As I expected, many people ate here as well, I walked past the tables and benches to find a vacant place for us to be there, each table was plastered under a tree which made the place so good.

I guess it's the second to the last table? I saw no one at the last table so that’s where I went. I keep walking and stop before I could walk closer to the last table, I made a mistake, there was someone at the last table.

The familiar back of a man sitting on the table while leaning back against a tree, strumming a guitar. The last table was a bit far away, he was alone here and it was hard to see him because he was hidden in the tree.

I was about to go back to find another table but I stopped when I heard his voice.

"~ I've learned, I've learned to be content. ~"

His voice is so cold that it sent shiver down my spine. I don't know why, but instead of walking away I folded my arms and listened to his voice, he didn't see me because he turned his back on me.

"~ From afar, watching your face. ~"

I have no talent for singing or music but I can listen. I know how to chose between good and bad music, his voice, it's majestic! That's why a lot of people like him not only in our batch but also in the lower grades, because he's good at singing, plus points maybe that he looks good. Tall, dark and handsome.

He sang the song with full of emotion. Feel that feel the song huh? His own composition? For whom?

"~ I'm fine, even if we're just friends ~" He ended the song with one soft strum of his guitar.

"Good, you composed it?" I spoke. I saw that he was a little confused, he looked at me in surprise then adjusted his seat, he even went down to the table he was sitting at.

He even slightly scratched his head, looking embarrassed at me.

I just felt that I needed to compliment him, I listened to him while singing I just paid the compliment I would say.

"Yeah eh," he said slightly shyly. I just felt nothing with me, it's normal to talk to acquaintances.

"The melody and the lyrics are beautiful." I said to him, I saw the glimpse of smile from his lips after I said that.

"Thanks, it's not over yet." I nodded at what he said.

"I hope you finish, the song is beautiful." I repeat, cause that's the truth.

"Thanks again," I smiled at him in return.

"I gotta go," I just turned away as he called my name.

"Ah, Elaisle .." I turned to her, she seemed to have something to say but she couldn't say, I slightly raised my eyebrow at her but I also lowered it at the end, I would look stunned.

"What's that?" I asked,

"Ah, are you looking for tables for you and your friends?" Even though he was confused when he asked that, I nodded slowly.

"Yeah,"

"You're just here," he said offering the table where he sang earlier. I was a little surprised.

"How about you?" I asked.

"No, I'm leaving too, I'm still going to your older brother. You're the only one here." He took the guitar out of his arm and put it on his back.

"Ok, thanks."

Before he finally left he smiled at me. "You're welcome."

When he turned around I just shrugged before sitting on the bench.