"Kids, let's thank the Michaels for preparing for our itinerary and our accommodation for this two weeks competition!" Mr. Davis uttered while he stood in front of the students. Mrs. Smith was beside him.
They just arrived in the airport and they settled in the business class cabin. Five stewardesses were attentively listening while they were all smile staring at the candidates for the competition.Lori and Andrea looked over their shoulders to where Albert and his friends sat. Samantha sat beside Andrea on the front seats. She kept herself busy reading the magazine she took from the stand.When they got off the bus a while ago, she immediately strode towards Andrea and Lori avoiding her Young Master's dim stare."Wow! I've heard our hotel is 7-star. Can't wait to plank myself down on the huge comfy bed!" Lori who was from a middle class family couldn't hide her excitement."Well, if it's from the Michaels, expect more than that. Right Sam?" Andrea nudged the girl sitHouston Tower!Carved magnificently in brush script with a shade of blue and a shadow of light gold. A name towering a 50-floors 7-star accomodation. Paramount during the day when the sun beamed its rays to its supreme name. Picture perfect at twilight when its silhouette covered the resting sun. Magisterial at night when it towered and lit the whole city.Lori gasped for her first experience settling in a business class cabin, for riding a luxurious limo, and for sitting beside these three gentlemanly refined young men.In constrast with Samantha, whose head was lifted back thinking she was really just an ant by just reading its name. She gaped at the emperor of all the buildings she saw the moment she set foot in and covered her small mouth in astonishment."Paramount!" she whispered."That's just a building!" he snorted.She didn't need to turn around to pay attention on the person who reacted on her comment. Maybe, even in her sleep, she was familiar with his v
"Geniuses! Good morning! Listen up!" Mr. Davis called them in their room at six.He was standing in the sala of the boys' rented room. He had taken his shower before he went inside.Chester and Edward were still rubbing their eyes and dragging their feet when they opened their doors."Morning coach!" Edward uttered while yawning."Coach!" Chester simply whispered while he slightly waved his hand."Morning Edward. Morning Chester. Is Albert still sleeping?" Mr. Davis asked when he didn't see Albert went out.The two just shrugged off after looking over their shoulders and glanced at his room.When Mr. Davis went to his room, he saw a note on the side table saying, 'Went to the Library'. He curled up a satisfying smile before he went out of his room."Albert indeed is always an early riser. He already went to the library. Let's have breakfast first!" Mr. Davis announced."Coach, we're not exactly breakfast eaters!" Edward uttered as he squinted his eyes.
Samantha finished the book as what he had told. When she glanced at her tutor, he was still resting. His clasped hands were on his tummy, straight long legs that showed on his Levi's jeans and crossed feet that covered by his favorite footwear, Nike.As she scanned his sideview feature, he looked so serene with closed eyes. His thin lips were pretty to touch till she remembered their kiss. Her pale cheeks blushed pink right away."Done reading?"She almost jumped to her seat with that deep baritone voice suddenly came out from those rims. She sat straight and cleared her throat before she answered."Yes, Young Master!"Albert opened his eyes and turned sideward to face her. His hand rested on the seat back. He stared with amusement at the girl who was trying to hide her blushing face with her long wine color locks. A light smile escaped on his thin lips and a beaming eyes appeared on his light brown orbs."Look at me!" in condescending but gentle voice, he uttered.
"Excuse me!" Albert whispered as he stood up.Everyone lifted their heads and followed him leaving the hall with their confused looks and slightly parted lips. Then like cats in rows which eyes were chasing after a knitted ball, they all shifted their glance at the twelve year old apple red girl who was looking down the books on the table."Ahm! I think you need to follow him!" Andrea nudged her elbow which made her gawk."Huh? What is it?""Oh boy! I think we are going to lose the competition this year. One is extremely angry and one is extremely out of nowhere!" Lori reacted as she propped her chin in her fist with her elbow nailed on the edge of the table.When a screeching sound from pushing out a metal leg chair pierced their ears. Edward just got up from his seat."I will go and talk to him. How many minutes left?" asking about the time the theoretical exam would begin."You have twenty!" Chester replied while he lifted his head to glance at Edward.The
Because she couldn't understand his language, she just glanced at him then strode off. She avoided the congested road till she found herself in a park. She sat on the bench for a while pondering on what happened. She thought of the words Albert called her that day.Flirt!Disgusting tricks!Great Actress!"You're cruel, Albert Michaels!" she roared inwardly.How could he say those things to her? He didn't even have the right!After calming herself, she wiped the tears on her face and fixed her ponytailed hair before she went back to the university. She entered the lab like nothing had happened. She saw Albert still doing the experiment just like the others but with Lori this time."Sam, over here!" it was Chester who whispered her name.She turned around and saw Chester alone at the table. She had an idea that they had changed partners which for her was better."Where have you been?" Chester asked while reaching her some of the apparatus."Ahm, rest roo
It was half past nine when they went back to Houston Tower. They were all exhausted and sleepy.Andrea almost dragged her feet while holding both of Samantha's shoulders as she pushed her from behind."Andrea, what are you doing?" Samantha whispered.She felt uncomfortable that Andrea's head was touching her nape and her hands were weighing up her whole body."Just let me, please. I'm really tired and worn out!" she hoarsely answered instead.Her teammates could see how whacked out she was. Without Samantha's support, she could have crawled on the floor.Totally different from the still energetic Lori whose chuckles echoed in the whole wide lounge at the hotel. While walking towards the lift, they could hear Albert and Lori chatting behind them. She would say something, he would laugh. He would whisper on her ear, she would giggle.This annoyed Samantha to the max!She didn't want to turn around and look but that night wasn't really her lucky night. Probably,
The next day, the theoretical exam had started at ten and they had lunch break for an hour. Andrea eventually fell ill. Samantha had to take care of her in their hotel room.Covered with duvet from her chest to her cold feet, Andrea was moaning from time to time. Her face was pale and she sometimes left a sneeze. Her forehead was hot."Sam, where are you?" her voice was hoarse, too.She tried to get up by pushing her elbows together but she was dizzy and she felt bricks were weighing her body. She dropped herself back to bed."Andrea, do not get up without me. Here, I ordered chicken soup for you. Eat it while it's still hot!" Sam uttered after rushing into her bedroom."Sorry! I had no idea I could get sick by just a five hour stay in the crowd. This is embarrasing!" Andrea talked with her husky voice and sore throat."That happens. It's a good thing that Mrs. Smith brought some med. Your body might not like the medicines here if ever!"She smiled while feeding
Sidewalk sceneries in Ireland were amazing. Even if it was summer, the different shade of dahlias planted in rows were exceptionally beautiful.Samantha filled her eyes with the wonderful views outside of the window while their service was running on the road.She gasped with every things she first time saw. She squinted her eyes with every new stuffs she wasn't familiar of."Buildings of the century!" she whispered as she covered her mouth with amazement.They were heading to the heart of the city. Towers shining in blue, houses in different colors. Like a graffiti, she thought.As she moved her neck to the other side, she lifted her bottom to have a better view of the crystal river. She even held the channel of the rolled down car window and welcomed the cool blow of the wind on her face. Enrique took the only tie that held her silky flowing hair. Hence, its strands moved freely and danced rhythmically with the music that came from the establishment by the river.