CHAPTER 4

WHEN we arrived at the school, the five of us met. Levin, Cloud (Cass's boyfriend, and Bree)

"Why didn't you answer my call?" He asked

"Ah, because it was hard to move in the jeep, it's crowded. I didn't get my cellphone out well"

"Is that so? Okay"

"Why did you call earlier?" I asks

"Just wanna check you"

"Ahh, I'm okay"

"That's good to hear"

The class has started. Our teacher stopped to discuss with a knock. Cloud and Levin entered, carrying a bag

"Will they sit in?" Bree whispered

"Huh? Maybe not, why is Cloud here. Cass isn't here"

"shi- I'm in the wrong classroom. i'm in the other section" said Cloud and apologized to our Teacher

"Sit down, Levin what are you doing there?"

He stepped aside from me and I immediately asked him what he was doing here

"I choose to change my section, actually Cloud and I. You know I want to be with you" he said and smile at me

'I just couldn't stop laughing. You know that laugh with a thrill as long as it is

"Are you two in a relationship?" Our teacher asked

"No Ms." We once said

"Okay, so as I said .." Ms. continued to discuss, 'I can't concentrate on it because Levin is whispering at my ears.

"shh!"

"Okay okay, I'll stop now"

"You know what babe-" he began again.

"There you go again, shh!" I cut him off "And what babe ?! Maybe someone can hear you!"

"I'll call you that too soon. What do you want?

"N-nothing! It's up to you"

Our teacher was DISMISSED the class so we go home but cass invited us again again in the other school case, Levin didn't want me to come because there were a lot of men there. But because they insisted Levin, Levin agreed but he had to be with me as well

"What are you doing here? And you really want to go?" Levin asked a little irritated

" I have a friend here." -Cass

"Eh why isn't she the one to go to our school? Or meet her somewhere"

"Yes. That's why we're here because we'll meet her"

"Tsk. I mean like coffee shops?"

While the two were talking, I left again without them knowing. I saw Joses, he was just sitting on a bench and  wearing earphones.

It's not obvious that he likes to listen to music, is it?

just like him, I also wore earphones and played a music.

I love slow songs then sad songs. Those are my types. I look like a broken hearted person.

I sat on the bench in front of him, I crossed my arms and just looked in his direction.

Later, he took a book from his bag and read it. And I was very happy when I saw that I was the author of that book.

I approached him and asked. "Is that good?" I will ask.

He removed one of his earphones "yeah, the author looks so in love."

'' You're not sure '' I said to myself

"Hmm, what's the story of that?" It's as if I don't know the story of the book I wrote

“They met on social media, then they became friends, of course the boy wanted the girl but he didn’t flirt with her because the girl still had a boy friend at that time, but the girl’s boy friend didn’t treat her right anymore. So if the girl has a problem, she always approaches the friend which is the boy, then a lot happens to them, they even passed the girl has need to block and ignore the boy he met in social media because the girl's boyfriend is angry.But despite all that "It's all worth it."

"Wow. Did they meet?"

"Yes, their first meet was on the girl's birthday"

"Maybe the most memorable was the girl's birthday?"

"Yes, of course that is"

"You know when I wrote that--" I immediately restrained myself

"What?"

"I mean maybe when the author wrote that  .. maybe she is in love"

"Were you in love when you wrote this?" He asked smiling

"W-What am I?"

"Tsk. Don't deny it, you thought I didn't get what you said before? You're wrong"

I took a deep breath "yes I'm the one behind that book. I'm not really in love, actually I don't believe in love"

"How did you write like this? How did you wrote the story where the Characters being so in love? Readers will think the author is in love"

"That's why I can write like that because in a non -existent world I believe in love"

"You just did that"

"Which?"

"It's just that you don't believe in love. But in fact you just built a wall in your heart and you convinced yourself that you don't believe in love"

I thought about what he said. The truth of that .. he was right, I just put up walls and convinced myself that I don’t believe in love and I said I had a hard time believing.

"Am I right? What's the reason then?"

"My parents broke up."

"Oh. I'm not into meddling. But you have to accept the truth or reality. You don't have to build walls in your heart. If that's their decision then. You don't have to tell yourself that you don't Believe in love. They love you, don't they? They didn't fail even though they were separated "

"Yes .. they didn't fail to let us know that they love us." I almost whispered that

I looked up at him "Thank you"

"For?"

"For enlighting me"

He just smiled sparingly.

I was supposed to leave but I remembered something "uhh please don't tell anyone that I'm the author. I'll tell them soon. Actually, you are the only person know that I am the author of that book"

"Sure ms. Your secret is safe with me, by the way nice plot"

"My name is Brittany"

"Okay. I know you know my name, were you looking at my i.d earlier "

My eyes widened slightly "you know?"

"Of course"

We laughed at the same time when someone called me so we both stopped