I’m currently in my final year in degree Early Childhood Education or ECE for short. I have two best friends. One of them is William and the other person is Michael. I’ve known Michael since I was just a little girl while William, I met him in the same course and became close ever since.
While I was walking, someone called me from a far. It was Michael, “have you done your report yet, Hope?” my face completely froze as a sign I haven’t even done a single thing! “Oh gosh… not again” I said to myself. It was due by today and I doze off the whole night last night!! Sigh. Michael is like my reminder because I tend to forget things quiet easily.
He has this sense that whenever you are with him, you know that nothing can go wrong. Whereby William, the so-called ‘every girls dreamy husband’ has a different personality. It’s like they are both night and day. Michael has a fun and out-going character while William has that serious look that you feel like slapping because it’s annoying. I have no idea why girls in campus choose him as the most popular student. Seriously?
As I head to my class, I noticed there were a lot of girls circling around a table. I wonder who it is. Ah, I should’ve guessed. William. From the looks of it, the girls must want him to teach them how to finish the report or maybe have his number or go out on a date with him. Sadly he rejects them all. Cold hearted monster. But that monster is my best friend. I walked over and sat next to him as one by one girls gave up trying to drag him in their plans.
“Don’t talk to me about it” he says. I couldn’t help myself from laughing so hard. I can tell by his expression that he is annoyed from hearing me laugh but I can see that he is actually trying to smile. At least he is trying, it’s a progress. Our lecturer Mr. Thomas came in and thus begin our boring class and not to mention I haven’t done his report! Yikes!
I whisper to him, “Pssst! Will!” he sharply corner his eyes on me. I slowly continued, “May I borrow your report? I haven’t done mine!” and out of the blue a book was slapped on my desk and I sat straight; surprised. Damn! It’s Mr. Thomas! “I’m screwed” I said to myself.
He looked at me with that stinky face of his and asked sternly, “and what is it you would like to share with the whole class, Ms. Hope?” I giggled quietly and tried to think of words to answer him but unfortunately I can’t. Suddenly someone stood up. It’s William.
“What’s the matter, William?” Mr. Thomas raised an eyebrow. William took a file of paper out from his desk and said, “I borrowed Hopes’ report because I haven’t done mine. She wanted it back. That is my fault sir. Not hers” everyone was mumbling and gasping and whispering at each other. I was dumb founded. It isn’t the first time he stood up for me but he actually took the blame instead!
I can hear from the back saying “why is he doing that?”, “she’s such a bully!”, “look what she made him did” and etc. I have no idea why but Mr. Thomas went easy on him and let him sit down instead. He forgave his so-called mistake and continued class as usual.
I just looked at William for the whole 1 hour of the class and when it ended, I quickly stood up and thanked him; again. And for the first time, he replied me with a faint smile and patted me on my shoulder. But not for long, he dragged me out of the class for lunch.
We went to our usual lunch spot which is on the roof. Since Michael is a student representative, he has all the access to the campus area. We got punished because of it, but that is another story. Most of the time we will only have our own food but once a while we will share lunch. One of Williams’ surprising talents is cooking.
Most of the time whenever we all gather for lunch, Michael will talk nonstop and William will just pretend he heard nothing but this time, it’s the absolute opposite “hey, why are you quiet now?” William asked. Michael just looked at us and smiles “oh it’s nothing. I’m a bit tired from helping my lecturer this morning. He kept on asking me to carry things for him” he answered. I felt the sudden urge to hug Michael for no reason. Which is weird of me? I hug people but it’s because they are my friends. But this time, it’s different.
And in an instant, I found myself wrapping my hands around him. The suddenly silence proves that it is an awkward gesture. It felt so embarrassing. I backed off as fast as I could and I could see Michaels’ face was questioning me. I just laughed and said, “It’s nothing. I just felt like doing that. Haha. So shall we go?” before Michael even answered, William coldly said, “let’s go. Our class is about to begin” and walked out.
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My head is filled with the incident that had happened. I feel like slapping myself and trying to blame myself for doing such idiotic thing! I suddenly had a flash back moment. The looks on Michael’s face the dazed face of William and everything that we have done as best friends. I smiled recalling the memories. Then my phone rings. It’s Michael.
“Hello?” I said. He replied me with a yawn “good evening! Are you busy?” I giggled and replied him “no”. We were talking on the phone for almost an hour and before we said good night, he says, “hey Hope. I have something to tell you” I asked him with a curious tone, “Sure, what is it?” he sighed loudly and paused for quite some time. Then he said, “uhhh, it’s nothing actually. Haha I was just disturbing you” and laughed. That’s him; he likes to end the night with a good laugh.
Before I was going to sleep, my phone rang again. Hilarious. It’s William. He never calls me at night. At least he never did.
“Hey, am I disturbing you? He asked with that serious tone of his. I yawned quietly, “huh? No you’re not” he growled a while and replied, “I’m wondering. Is there someone on your mind?” and the atmosphere became quiet. Total silence. Then he said, “never mind, it was a dumb question to ask in the middle of the night anyway” “guess I’ll see you tomorrow?” I gulped “umm, Will... what about tomorrow?” and he hang up on the spot.
WAIT WHAT!? WHAT IS TOMORROW ABOUT!! Then a text message came in, “you promised you’d accompany me look for assignment material, remember? I laughed at myself and replied him, “LOL, now I remember”.
And the night ends in a boring way. Text messages. Good night J
