Isabel Morgan

After thanking her, I turned to go when Sebastian came in. I was asked to stay. Sebastian sat next to me on one of the stools, and I sat on the one in front of her.

"Mr. Briggs, your band will be competing in the Symphony Shindig." She inquired.

He gave one nod.

"I want another performance from your side."

"Another performance?"

"Yes."

"Is it for the competition or-"

He started to say something, but she interrupted him. "Not the competition, I want it at the opening ceremony."

No.

I can see where this is headed. And it's not good at all.

Please don't do the duo thing.

I said a mental prayer.

"Okay, we'll prepare a song and present it to you whenever you say," Sebastian answered.

She wants us to perform, sweetie. Not you and your band. "Not with your band, Mr. Briggs." She wants you and me to perform.

Sebastian's brows knitted this time, unable to comprehend her meaning. "Pardon?"

"I want you and Ms. Morgan to perform on the opening night."

Sebastian didn't say anything, just stared at her.

His gaze gradually shifted from her to me, pausing for a few minutes. I assume he was mentally condemning me because... I am hated by Sebastian Briggs. Then he turned to face her again.

"You want me to perform without my band?" He inquired once again for an explanation.

She nodded. "Ashton and Stanley will be performing on the closing night, so I want a favour from you."

"Can they join us in the end?" Sebastian recommended.

"What are you trying to say?"

"She and I will play as a pair, and my band may join us when we finish. In that manner, don't you think it will be enjoyable?

"That seems like a decent one to me. I concur. "Ms. Morgan, do you have any problem with that?" she asked, turning to face me.

Shaking my head, I said, "Of course not."

"Good then, let's do it that way." "Also, I want the songs you're gonna perform within two days," she said, glancing between us.

My eyes got big.

Two days?

Only forty-eight hours?

Just 2880 minutes?

In other words, 172800 seconds. No fuck.

I need more than 172800 seconds to feel at ease with him. Actually, I still can't forget the awkward conversations I had with him after a year.

"Will do that, Mrs. Robinson," Sebastian answered.

Mrs. Robinson got up and walked out of the room. I just sat there waiting for him to say something or make a decision regarding the song. Rather, though, he rose from his chair and made adjustments to his guitar in his back. I got up just as he was leaving.

"Aren't we discussing?" I inquired.

With his back to me, he paused on the route.

"Do your research, I'll do mine, then we can discuss it tomorrow morning." He started to walk away again, but I stopped him.

"Where?"

"In the class, obviously."

"Are we discussing it in front of everyone?" I was a little confused this time.

He turned to look at me this time. My eyebrows went up; I was quite concerned about this. Will we be discussing it with the entire class? I have to assume that he will speak to me in class since he doesn't even smile at me in front of the class.

Oh! Jokes.

"No," he sighed. Early in the morning, we'll talk about it in class. I believe 30 minutes will be sufficient to choose a song, so I can catch the bus and be there by 7:30.

"7:30?" I said it again.

He gave one nod.

"Can we do it after 11?"

"After the first half, you mean?"

I gave a nod. "After 11, you are in the library, so we can talk at that time."

His eyebrows shot up.

Fuck! That wasn't the right thing to say.

I could come out as creepy to him. Or worse, someone who stalks you. "I-I m-mean you s-said once y-you stay in the library during the break." How come I'm stuttering?

I am a complete wreck.

I'm unable to talk to him. When it comes to him, I lose all sense. When it's him, my mind doesn't function!

Oh my God! Who am I?

He slowly understood me by nodding his head from left to right.

"So, after 11?"

"No, 7:30 am, in the class." I must go to bed, bitch.

You expect me to arrive at class at 7:30, but I consistently arrive late for the 8 am lesson. I get up at 7:30, bro. "No. "After eleven, wherever you say." I objected.

"How about 7:30? In class, we can talk about it. The class wouldn't be offered after eleven.

"I simply cannot. In the music room, we can talk about it. I recommended.

"For heaven's sake, you reside at the hostel. At most, you have ten minutes to get to the lesson. "Bitch! I must sleep. "All right, all right. At 7:30, I'll be there.

"Good." Before turning to depart, he said, "Don't be late."

As usual, I hurried to Abby's room after I got back to my hostel to tell her what had happened.

She pulled me inside after opening the door. "Tell me!"

I actually raced from the music room to my hostel, so I attempted to regain my breath.

"Call Margot," I remarked, then sat down on the bed. While sitting on the bed, she called Margot and invited her to her room. Later in the room, I can give Del the entire story.

"What?" After a few minutes, Margot came in, her eyelids drowsy. She made an angry look while sitting on the bed.

As I stood before them, I said, "Ms. Isabel Morgan is performing in the Symphony Shindig."

And their mouths hung open and their eyes grew big. They both couldn't speak.

"What? "Speak up?"

The two exchanged a startled glance before turning back to face me. Eyes looking up and down at me. I received those perverted glances when I attempted to cover my chest with my hands.

Isabel Morgan

"What?"

And they both said, "You?" simultaneously.

"Yeah, me. Gentlemen."

"You are the worst singer." "Margot said."

"I am not."

"Are you not ashamed? Quit lying. We've heard you.

"Roughly that... You guys are terrible at your voices, so even though I knew I had a knack, I didn't want to show it off. I therefore concealed my abilities.

"Why are we friends with Abby?" Margot said, turning to face her. The insult is always present.

I laughed.

"Is it the duo thing?" inquired Abby.

I gave a nod.

With a doubtful expression, she inquired, "Who's the partner?"

"Umm..." The back of my neck was scratched.

"Who is the partner?" Margot inquired.

I turned red.

"Why the hell are you so red?"

"Who is it?" they both asked as they dragged me to the bed.

"Sebastian," I whispered.

And then the shouting. They shouted over their voices, and I put my hands over my ears to block off the sound.

Instead of pulling my leg and envisioning how lovely the moments would be, let's forgo the joyous screams.

I told Del everything after I returned to the room. She was also content. We also had the lab class again.

When I got to class after having a nice chat with my closest friend, Aubrey, my friends, as usual, picked the table next to his, and the worst thing is that they had reserved me a seat where Sebastian and I could see each other well.

They simply like making fun of me.

One day, I'll put an end to them bitches!

I gave them a fierce look and sat down.

"I hate you guys."

"Huh!" Del exclaimed. You're delighted with it, so stop complaining."

"Exactly, in your mind, you are dancing right now," Margot said.

Abby laughed.

My eyes automatically went to Sebastian, but I quickly turned away when I saw that he had already fixed me with his gaze.

"Don't you guys have anything to eat?" I inquired.

"Nope." Abby and Margot answered.

Del handed me a lunchbox after beginning to look in her purse.

"You're my saviour." Since I had forgotten my lunch, I grinned and saw a glimmer of optimism.

The box was empty when I opened it.

I gave her a blank stare.

"I had cookies the previous day; now they are gone."

"You are mean!" I said, glaring at her and pushing the lunchbox in her direction.

"Who asked you to diet?"

"I'm not on a diet! I simply dozed off.

"She sleeps all the time," Margot said.

Del laughed. "Funny thing, she has to wake up at 7 in the morning tomorrow and maybe the day after as well."

I pulled a sobbing face. "I know, right, it's torture."

Abby sung. "Love is in the air."

Margot sung. "Loverrrrr... Can I go where you go..."

"Shut up!" I reprimanded.

I lowered my head and pretended to cry as the three of us began to giggle. "I hate him." I sat back up again.

"Shall I wake you up at 6?" Del inquired.

"What? Why would you do that?

"You have to prepare yourself, you have to dress up properly, you need to look beautiful tomorrow."

"Oh yes, you need to look beautiful, babe." She was accompanied by Abby.

"My ass is gorgeous! "Why in the morning?" Whining, I put my hands over my face.

"You can wake up, baby, it's just two days." Margot attempted to inspire me.

Del started by describing, "Huh! Her mother calls her four times before her alarm goes off at six in the morning, and she eventually wakes up at seven thirty. I wonder how she will wake up. The words "Viv" and "early morning" don't even make sense together. However, this time she became very eager and spoke a little too loudly.

To prevent Margot from saying another word, I extended my hand as though it would reach her mouth and shut it.

"Why are you shouting?" She was stopped by Margot.

"I apologize. I apologize. I went a little too far.

However, Stanley and Brody turned to stare at us, so I'm positive her voice was loud enough for the people at the next table to hear us. Brody tried not to giggle as he stared at me.

Take care of yourself, buddy!

My gaze went to him, and I bit my lip... Sebastian was working on something on the table with a pen in his hand. His gaze briefly lingered on me before he turned down to continue working, but a faint smile was visible on his lips.

Murder me!

Even though I enjoy it when he looks at me, I didn't want this.

Believe me, even when I do simple things, there is a part of me that dances when he looks at me.

"Why are you so loud?" Abby slapped her head.

"Attention, class!" The voice of the teacher came.

I'm accustomed to these humiliations now, and they always happen in front of him. Always.

I suppose the cosmos doesn't want him to like me.

We were simply strolling down the street to the hostel after the class. My attention was abruptly drawn to a hot dog stand. I was so hungry that I pulled all three of them along. While we awaited the orders, De ordered four hot dogs and coffee for us.

As soon as the man gave us the hot dogs, I began shoving them into my mouth like a ravenous animal.

"Whoa! This is incredible. As she took a small bite out of her hot dog, Margot spoke.

"Food is life, bro." Del took the tiniest bite and spoke again.

Abby and I were actually cramming the hot dog into our mouths at the time. The hot dog was suddenly filling my mouth. I tried chewing it, but it was really hard.

"Oh look, it's Cheeks!" Del pointed, and as a reaction, I looked back, still struggling to keep the hot dog out of my lips.

I glanced around and saw Sebastian standing there. My eyes widened as he passed directly in front of me, looking me over and passing judgment.

That is entirely within your rights.

You can judge me all you want.

I'm a complete wreck.

I am a complete wreck.

Never again.

I chewed the hot dog as quickly as I could, but wow, it was hard. When I was finished, I swallowed it whole.

He glanced over my shoulder at the stall owner, who was still standing in front of me-or rather, not far away.

Oh my God! He has a wonderful scent.

Get out of my way before I kiss you. I feel like kissing you.

I gazed at him. I was unable to look away from him. He's stunning. As I enjoyed his beauty, I licked my lips.

"Two hot dogs, please." He gave an order.

And he looked at me one last time while I was biting my lip to keep from kissing him. As soon as I realized he was staring at me, I turned my attention back from his lips to his eyes. He simply returned to Brody.

I turned around again, frozen.

"Don't tell me, he saw you like this?" Del said, covering her lips with her palm.

"Shall we look for someone else for you to crush upon?" Abby asked, glancing around.

As she handed me a piece of tissue paper to wipe my lips, Margot said, "That's the only reason I ask you to eat slowly."

"Can we leave, please?" I ask myself as I close my eyes and shove the last of the hot dog into my lips.

"Sure, I don't want the day to get any worse for you," Abby said.

As we walked out of the stall, I waited for Abby to cross the street while holding her hand. Alright, the traffic is heavy here without zebra crossings, and I am not adept at crossing the road.

As she crossed the street, she pulled me along with her since I was standing there, almost gazing up at the sky, and I had forgotten that we needed to cross the street.

"You know what, we'll die one day, and the reason will be you." She reprimanded me.

I turned to look for Sebastian one last time.

He was enjoying his hot dog and chatting with Brody at the hot dog stand. I looked at him and licked my lips.

Oh no! Even while he's eating, he still looks hot.

When I eat, I am a complete mess.

You saw yourself eating when? Perhaps he finds you attractive as well.

I laughed in my head.

Isabel Morgan

When I arrived at the lesson early the following day, he was nowhere to be seen.

When I checked the time, it was 7:25.

Dick.

I waited for him by moving to the fifth bench. He was still nowhere to be found at 7:30. He won't be here today, so I get irritated and rest my head on the table before shutting my eyes and going to beauty sleep.

I fell asleep as soon as I shut my eyes. I could also envision myself acting like a goddess during the opening ceremony.

Oh my God! I was aware of it! I was a genius from birth!

I was the center of attention, and everyone was applauding for me.

"Thank you." Thank you. I gave my fans a wave.

"Viv, you are amazing!" From the audience, someone shouted.

"You are amazing, girl!" Someone else yelled.

"Oh, Viv!" I'll give my life for you! Another man yelled.

Yes, my fan base is really large.

Suddenly, I surpassed Ariana Grande's 371 million Instagram followers.

Oh my God! I had no desire for such renown.

But it's okay, I'll take your blessings since I'm a decent guy.

"Viv!" "Viv!"

"Viv!"

"Isabel, wake up!"

I opened my eyes to the sound of grating voices and constant shaking.

This is who the fuck?

When I opened my eyes, I saw that I was in the classroom and that Abby was standing to my right, talking to me nonstop.

I took in my surroundings.

Did I not attend my concert?

In front of me, Abby clicked her fingers and said, "Earth to Isabel Morgan."

Oh no! I'm still stranded here.

The unknown Viv.

I rested my back comfortably on the bench and closed my eyes.

"Did you guys talk?" I heard Abby whispering.

"He is absent." I stretched my neck in response.

"No. In front of you is him. Once more, she whispered.

When I opened my eyes, I saw him seated in front of me, resting on the bench with his arms crossed and listening to the teacher speak.

I inquired, "When did he come?"

"You two didn't speak? "What the fuck?"

"He failed to appear. He left me. I awaited his arrival. I returned her whisper.

"Really?"

I gave a nod.

"How long did you wait?"

"5 minutes."

She gave me a look. "You waited for 5 minutes?"

I raised my eyebrows. "I didn't realize when I fell asleep."

"He didn't wake you up?" She inquired.

In denial, I shook my head.

"Aww... that's so cute, he didn't want to disturb you." She shouted in a whisper.

Really?

As I considered what she had said, I began to scratch my neck.

Really?

No. That will never occur. This girl always gives me hope, but Sebastian always dashes that hope.

So you'd better not consider it.

I made an effort to pay attention to what the instructor was saying. The keyword is trying.

I couldn't, of course. How could my eyes not betray me and stare at him while he was right in front of me?

That's back. It's quite alluring. It will be so much joy to scratch his back during intercourse.

No, no, no. Pervy Viv, get out of here.

Inhale. Exhale.

In Saint Viv. Viv is a pervert.

Everyone was packing as the first half came to a close.

Simply give him a call. It's simple. He's just a man.

No. He's the one. Sebastian Briggs is his name.

Give him a call. Defy your anxiety.

Make a poke. Make a poke.

I gingerly prodded his back. His head tipped back a little.

"Hi. Are we talking about this? I inquired.

Brody gave me the same startled expression Ashton did.

All right. It's awkward.

Sebastian glanced at the time before turning back to face me. "11:30 will be okay?"

"Yeah, sure."

"In the music room." He finished.

I simply nodded.

Once more, he turned around.

But hold on. I'm not sure. I called him once more.

Poke poke.

He followed suit, turning his head slightly in my direction.

"I have a question."

"What?"

"Did you miss your bus?" I inquired.

"No." Jesus! Find out why. Because regular folks do that.

Brody was staring at us once more. I smiled at him and went on, "Was your bus late?"

"No. "7:30, right?" "Why the one-word answers!"

He gave a nod.

"Where were you then? Early in the morning, I was waiting for you.

He came to a halt.

It was only a basic question, damn it. You don't need to feel so uneasy. I apologize for asking.

"I forgot about the meeting."

"You forgot?" Really, what the fuck? For him, I got up at 6:30! "And he forgot!" I went with Sawyer, who greeted me below. "I'll murder you! I promise I will. How could you? Sebastian, I was waiting.

"It slipped my mind."

I lay my back on my seat as he stepped forward. If I could, I would hurl my bottle at him.

The first period started when the lecturer walked in. Abby, who was sitting next to me, and I were conversing. She was displaying some reels to me.

Sawyer approached Sebastian at the conclusion of the second session. "Didn't get to talk to you for two days, I had an important thing to talk about?" he remarked, giving Sebastian a back pat.

And Abby and I heard him.

Sebastian was staring at me out of the corner of his eye.

What's the matter with you?

You came, but you didn't meet me. What's happening?

Sawyer took a seat next to Sebastian and struck up a conversation.

Abby murmured in my ears, "I told you he didn't wake you up because you were in a deep slumber. "How adorable!"

Really?

Not at all. Not feasible.

No hope.

Abby is a jerk. She is a negative role model. Don't pay attention to her.

After class, I stayed at the hostel while my friends returned. There were many people in the music room when I visited. I sat in a corner of the room and read a book on my phone while wearing my earphones. I waited since it was still 11:20.

I saw people yelling, talking, and laughing. Everything was in disarray in the music room.

It took several minutes before Sebastian arrived. His expression was one of annoyance as he surveyed the music room.

I grinned to myself.

He approached me as soon as he saw me. I unplugged my earphones and got to my feet.

"Mind going somewhere else?" He inquired.

I gave a headshake.

I followed him as he began to move. At last, he came to a halt and faced me.

"We can discuss it here."

"Sure."

With no one nearby, it must have been the quietest spot in the entire institution. Classes were present, but they were all empty. It was really silent in the hallway. Beside where we were sitting was an empty swimming pool. I grinned as I leaned my back against the pillar and gazed down at the sea.

It was quiet.

"So, did you think of any song?" He inquired.

I gave a nod. "Can we like do a mashup kinda thing?"

He folded his arms across his chest and leaned his back against the pillar. "Go on."

"Yeah, so, it's the opening ceremony, and since you will be performing at the main event, I personally think we should work hard."

I felt uneasy since he was just listening to me and watching me.

My heart was pounding wildly. I'm getting butterflies in my stomach again.

No. Give up.

When he remained silent, I went on, "I mean, if we don't do well in the opening ceremony, people will be judging the entire college." They may also have doubts regarding your performance.

He gave one nod.

"Well, that's my suggestion. How about you?

"I had one song in mind, but I guess we'll perform a mashup."

I grinned. "You agree to it?"

He gave me a small smile as he nodded.

"Are there any recommendations from you? About the songs?" I inquired, giddy with anticipation.

"You tell me," he said, clasping his arms across his chest, "the way you are getting excited, I am sure you have decided the songs too."

I nodded frantically as my smile grew.