Our Exam Timetable is set so that we have 2 exams, then break, 2 exams, then break. My schedule read: ‘English and Art’ as first round, followed by ‘Science and History’ the last day or technically; my last day, will have ‘Geography and Vocal’ I wasn’t necessarily worried about half my exams, those being Science, Art and Vocal. Those were like breathing deeply for me, easy and refreshing. So I was glad that each of those three days had one of them.
Prisha on the other hand...wasn’t doing so well.....She already had five shots of espresso and a red bull for dessert. Her eyes were bloodshot, as if she had been straining them for hours without having the strength to rip them off. Occasionally she would bounce back from our conjoined desk, clutching her head like it was gonna pop off like a Barbie doll of some sort.
I pitied her. She picked up Commerce, which had literal stories in them. I’m not kidding a single bit; it’s THAT ridiculous. I thought guitar was her way of letting herself go. But that clearly made her even more stressed. I wrapped up my study material and neatened up my section of the L-shaped desk as I stood up, making my way over to her.
“Hey—Prisha?” I poked her cheek with my index finger. She cracked her neck over to me. Jeez..she REALLY had been staying in that position for too long.. I sighed, watching her eyes rake over my petite figure. She looked like she suffered many days of dehydration in the desert and I was a water bottle of some sort. “G...go...awa...y...” She hissed, little beads of saliva dripping down her chin.
I held my hands up in defence, taking a step back. Woah—uhm, she’s in a really REALLY bad state.. I rested my cheek in my hand for a second; what to do..what to do....Ah! I got it! I slithered my way back to her hunched statue. “Heyheyheyhey!!!” I hit her back. Did an owl fly in or something cause I swear I thought I saw her head turn 270 degrees. Daggers shot through my stomach as cold winter shivers slimed down my spine.
”…W.H.A.T.…” She demanded, thoroughly pronouncing the: ‘T’. “Let’s go out!” I pleaded, she took one look at my charcoal eyes and shook her head. “No, you’re up to something.” She countered, “I’m not! I swear!” I promised, she gave me a questioning look. I held out my hand, “I just wanted to take you out so we can chill for a bit, here. Pinky promise I won’t do anything.”
With a hesistant sigh, she took my finger; interlocking it with hers. I yanked her up from the prison-like chair and went to pack my bags. There was an old fountain in the middle of our campus that I thought would be lovely to sketch for my animation background. So I shoved my sketchbook and pencil-case in my bag and headed out south with her.
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Winter snow dusted on the floor and the near-frozen winter breeze was almost enough to send us huddling straight back into our dorm. But I wasn’t having it. Prisha has her ear-phones plugged in, and if I was near enough, I could lightly hear the Vocaloid songs bouncing off of it: ‘The World Is Mine’ ‘Sand Storm’ and some others.
I smiled, plugging in my headphones and sitting on the crystal-frozen bench; taking out my book to draw. I scrolled through various songs but found that none interested me. Let me just shuffle it. It landed on; Friends, by Ed Sheeran (it’s a cute song, do check it out 😊) humming the lyrics I proceeded to create peace between the paper and pencil realms.
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-Third Person P.O.V-
Time ticked by as the best friends sat comfortable on the near frostbiting bench. It was wooden, which made them glad their arses didn’t stick to it but it was still icy when they arose. Smiling, the younger stretched out her arms and wrapped it around the taller’s waist.
”What are you doing??” Prisha chuckled, patting her midget on the head (Yangire-chan if you start calling me that), the short haired ravenette just snuggled closer to her, head squished to her hip bone as she mumbled; “Warm..” laughter rang through the halls as the two of them waltzed to their dorm.
”It was your idea of bringing us out!” The elder reminded, peeling her friend off her. “Come now, it’s late and we have to clean up or else Ramisa is gonna kill us.” She stated. The smaller smiled lazily, saying she had already assembled everything in her part of the room and soon proved herself to be right as they walked in.
“Hey Ramisaaaaa!” Clarissa greeted, a smile pasted on her face. “Heyyyy! Where’re you guys?” She asked; to which the pair explained the whole thing. Ramisa shot them a knowing look, and told them that the guys—or ‘men’ of the house— have gone for a sleepover, leaving only the three of them.
“YESSSSSS!” Prisha chanted, causing the other two to clutch their stomachs laughing. The boys would be home day after tomorrow since they wanted to relax a bit before the test. So lets just say..a lot of snooping around had occurred; and a few Diaries were found here and there, nothing unusual besides that.
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Clarissa sat on her checkered patterned bedsheets with her laptop heating up her thighs as she drew the background. The girls were in the shower so she had plenty of time. By the time they came out, she was done with everything and had pieced the whole video together; saving it as a file:
’A Christmas Special’
But details weren’t to spare as it wasn’t time yet.
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