Chapter 30
Phone is ringing on the desk, I slapped it to shut its fucking sound, and I opened my eyes. Still, looking at the ceiling, thinking too deep, deepest than the ocean.
Oh what time is it?
I checked my phone, staring at the analog, 6:00 AM. Am I late to go to school or do I need to hurry so I don't get late for class?
Well, I'll make excuses then. */winked.
I immediately went to the bathroom to take a bath, of course. Do I need to take a bath? It's cold and it's raining a bit. They won't smell me even if I don't take a bath but I need to take a bath, I'm already here, will I go back?
Well, while I was taking a bath, what happened came to my mind again. I need to refresh my mind like this fresh shower. */strange laughed.
I need to hurry, hurry Pershey!
I think, I was only 15 minutes in the bathroom. I felt chillax though I'm going to be late. I can make excuses, I can lie if I want to.
I sat on the bed first while my body is naked, argh. I immediately wrapped the towel around my naked body. Maybe there's a voyeur somewhere, I need to cover my naked body, argh, naked body.
I stood up, of course I need. I opened my closet. Every clothes I bought was here. I wonder who arranged my messy clothes and those things I purchased last night. Well, she might be Nanny Yuna. She's the only one I let into my room besides Leighden who is sister-best slash bitchenemy (bitch-enemy) bestfriend I ever had.
Going back to the CCTV, I don't know if they are all functioning. I always checked my phone to see those saved videos but nothing's happened. Perhaps, I need to install another CCTV.
And now, let's say I'm still here in front of my closet, looking at those clothes, fancy, expensive and fashionable clothes.
For me, now, as Pershey Adejar, this is just my first day of living, of going to University.
Oh I forgot, I need to wear my uniform. We can only wear civilian clothes on Wednesdays, Fridays and Sundays. Today is Monday, another day, first day of being myself.
I wore the uniform nicely, not like I was used to. Next, I wore long black socks and my 3 inches boots, with a gold zipper on the side, just like Korean fashionable boots. I like Korean styles, I love it.
I used make-up, first time of using it. I sighed deeply as I looked at myself in the mirror. Very different from Pershey Adejar then.
This is me, Pershey, no one else.
I put red lipstick, I added liptint, then I wipes it with tissue. Well, looks normal pink lips, pinkish just like his lips. (You know him?) I put mascara, slowly, and so on.
Lastly, I need to find a bag that will match my outfit.
Oh! There! A black bag with single cherry design.
This is it! Finally, done. I need to go.
I sighed deeply while walking. I left the room. Bria and I met. She was obviously surprised by my appearance. This is just the beginning, she/they should not be surprised.
I smiled 'coz she's staring at me like I'm an angel that God sent here. Oh!
"Stucked staring?" I asked. She slowly turned her gaze on me, direct to the eyes.
"I ... was just amazed," she said. Am I amazing now? Hahah.
"O-oh, r-really?"
She smiled, I smiled too. Wait, I still don't know her yet. I want to know her personality by my own. Did I know she was a wild animal? For now, she's just a gentle sheep, and what if ... she's literally fake?
"What did you eat to change?"
I walked down the stairs. I don't need to tell her, none of her business. I don’t have time to talk or explain things. If she's amazed or confused, it's her responsibility to find answers.
She's following me but I don't pay attention to her. I just kept stepping down the stairs.
"What happened? Am I right from saying that you're in love?"
I just let her ask question after question or talk after talk. She will also need silence.
"Hey, Señorita," she called so I stopped. When was the last time she called me Señorita? Her first day here, she called me by name but not Señorita. The next other days, she called me Pershey again but not Señorita and now, she called me Señorita, finally.
I shot her my deadliest glare, a soft, sticky look. I raised my eyebrow while staring at her, and I said, "Good morning," and then I left.
She no longer followed me but I know she was still looking at me. I can still feel her presence.
I left the mansion. I used my new vehicle, oh, my new car. I've also been driving since I just bought it.
I don't care about the time. If I get caught entering, I'll make excuses, and if not, gladly, well okay.
It took me 15 minutes before I got to the University. I stopped in front of the gate, staring that place.
Every lines sorrounding my peace mind. Every stupidity, sinks in.
I inhaled then exhaled. Inhaled those good things and exhaled those bullshit memories, stupidities.
I walked slowly. Just like a bride walking in Aisle, or just like a queen walking in the red carpet. Well, I feel unique, different, oh, something good, tastes good.
I tried to look for Leighden but I couldn't find her. Maybe, she's somewhere with someone. Where the hell is she? She didn’t even call me to remind me to come in. Did she forget?
Here, many students are scattered. Dirty in sight, dirty in sight. They are scattered just like they are touring this entire place.
Every time I meet, I hear a whisper. Some of them, sayin' '' She's the woman, Pershey, who was embarrassed at the confession stage. '
Hahah. Well, I don't want to hear that again. If I was just fighting, I would have beaten them. I'm not fighting, why? 'Coz that trouble will ruin my name, clean name.
Some of them, shocked. Those faces, reactions, emotions, feelings, those are unique in me, for me.
That was just the first time they praised me for being beautiful. Make-up makes me beautiful, right? Or myself makes me pretty?
"You're late, my prettiest bestfriend," she said. I looked behind me. I saw her, standing, smiling.
I smiled widely. "Am I?" I asked, still smiling. She's Leighden, one of the persons who opened my blind eyes. I don't understand what she meant by what she told me then, but now ... I realized every word of her. I realized what's her trying to point out. I realized, she's just concerned about my feelings. I can hundred percent say that she's not fake, not plastic, not materialistic friend, she's real, not a snake or a wild tiger. She's Leighden, my sister-best.
She put her arm around me and we walked. I know though she's not saying anything, she's proud of me. She's concerned, always. Her figurative words to me, now I realized what she meant. Every word she said to me, I still felt bad then, but I was mistaken. I just now understood that everything she said was for me, for myself. I don't know that I no longer Pershey before. I didn’t notice that I was losing my understanding of things and the people around me. All of them, all of them said, I realized what’s their point. I was so stupid. Shit, I became stupid.
"You seem to be thinking deeply," she said.
I've been thinking too deep for a day ago. So many things went through my mind. When Neil told me everything, on the Confession Stage, he opened my blind eyes. It was as if I suddenly woke up from my deep sleep. It was like I was shot, I realized everything.
She parted my loose hair, she stopped. Her two hands are holding my palms. I can feel her soft but cold palms.
She smiled while staring at me as if she's searching for something.
I waited for her to speak or to say any words but she kept smiling.
Is she happy because I have a new look today? Is she happy because I am here, finally, after being absent? Or is she happy because she saw me? Which one?
She widened her smile. It's just amazing. What's entering her mind right now?
I didn't hesitate to ask "What's wrong with you?" She shook her head, still smiling. Is she falling in love with me or she's in love with .... I don't care.
I don't know what's in her mind for smiling that way. Her smile was insane as if she had seen a miracle. Oh, miracle because I changed?
"... stop smiling that way," I scolded.
"I'm happy, Pershey. I am proud of being your bestfriend," she said weakly. Now, I heard it from her. She's proud of being my bestfriend, me too.
I smiled as well. "Ah-ah." She laughed. I hope he knows what I mean.
"... to be your gorgeous bitch bestfriend ... forever," she said. We laughed.
Nice morning. She immediately changed my mood. I smiled and laughed today, not fake. She made me laughed.
"You're gorgeous," she said. I smiled broadly. I said 'Thankyou.'
We stopped from walking. I don't have an idea why we stopped.
Actually, we are here at the GYM. Many students lined up.
"What are they doing?" I asked.
"Standing," she replied. Nice, good answer.
"Be nice, okay. What are they queuing for?"
"Have you thought about the Pageant yet?"
I was not immediately silent. Last time, I said, I’ll join modeling. I don't know how. I was hesitate. They are all perfect. Do I need or I must quit?
"I don't know." I'm thinking about the Pageant again even though I've already made up my mind. There’s something in me that prevents me from joining the Pageant. Is this because of Neil? Because he is the main creator of that event?
"Hey, are you okay?"
"I don't know," I said. I don't know what's wrong with me. Why do I seem to want to withdraw from joining the Pageant? Leighden and Iries want me to join, me too. I already decided but ... there's hindrance. Am I nervous to face them? Am I nervous to look at him? Am I nervous of joining? Why can't I find out on which continent the reason is?