A HEART THAT IS STILL TRAPPED IN THE PAST

Misunderstand

Every year my area of residence will always hold a race between equal schools. Almost all fields, such as sports, music, fine arts, and many more.

I don't know why our art teacher still includes us on the list of aspiring painting contestants, I mean three days ago when Master asked us to stay, I've said that I might be able to draw but not paint.

I love drawing, I love drawing, but I have no expertise in painting. It's not that I can't do it, it's just that my hand when using the brush is not aesthetic.

I've tried to paint several times, but the results are not as similar as the original. Maybe it is the way I apply the wrong and inappropriate warrant.

Teacher even said to us, “No problem, if you guys are good at drawing you only need practice to be able to paint.”

For him it might not be a problem, but for us it is a big problem. We are not geniuses who will be faster proficient, what else if it is only done for one month before the race day.

Is it really from the three levels and the many classes, the art teacher simply did not find someone who could be in this field of painting? I hope someone comes and takes my place.

I do not want to not join, it's just because too often spent a lot of time in school with painting tools, I so can not follow my excursion activities, so I can not follow my ex, and I also felt a little lonely because I wasted more time on painting than hanging out with my friends.

Me and Amber, although we were fleeting friends, we didn't talk much, Amber had her own environment and I was the same, of course this happened because I was close to Kris and Daren.

“Can someone change my position?” I play my brushes and palettes.

“I'm also lazy, but can we refuse the teacher's order?”

“Can't,” we said together, then sighed. I feel that the teacher is too forcing ourselves, or rather making us as a backup, until he finds students who are more skilled in this field.

Our location is close to the teacher's room, there is a tennis table that we can use and a chair that has been there for a long time. The art teacher was not watching us, so there was a chance to complain.

Amber also looked tired and I think we both needed a break. The teacher hoped too much, without giving us an encouragement or at least food to fill the emptiness of our stomach.

The truck!

I lifted my head and saw Leon's brother smiling, then changed my gaze on the two boxes of chocolate milk and bread, I heard Leon's brother say in his special voice, “You must be hungry, you must be hungry, teachers are often too bad. But compared to the art teacher, the gym teacher is much more outrageous, He instead of giving cold mineral water but instead gives hot ginger milk.”

Amber and I laughed softly, Leon is often the school representative in badminton races. And this year is the last time, brother Leon will participate in the race.

“We are sportsmen, more need lemon ice than chocolate milk. Take it, it's free no need to pay back.”

“Thank you,” I said, then took the two boxes of milk chocolate and gave one to Amber, along with the pillow bread that has been separated.

“Now give me one smile,” brother Leon smiles widely. Didn't he say that food and drink were free?

“Uh?” I felt astonished but not for long did Amber and I really smile at her, and not knowing how I could when I did, I suddenly felt my back was so cold, I could not help but, it was like the wind was blowing on my back.

Or perhaps more precisely, a truck filled with ice cubes that seemed to be overflowing me, or some other atmosphere I felt like someone was watching me.

I asked, “What's up?”

Amber did not answer but asked back, “People earlier, did she do it often?”

I frowned, confused by yes. Amber went back to explaining, “Did the brother, often give you something? He seems attentive to you.”

“Huh? Brother Leon is like that, every time Indira and I rest after an exkul, Brother Leon will come and give us a drink.”

“That's not what I mean! Ah, has. Did he also give drinks to other children?” Amber asked again, this time her face looked slightly pink.

I thought for a while, it's true that since the first year of school, Leon only built a relationship with me and Indira, He's an example of a classmate who is very attentive to his underclassmen.

I shook my head, then said "No,” Amber was silent for a moment, I don't know what she was thinking, but then I heard Amber ask again; “Do you know what that means?”

“What else? of course, Brother Leon is a good figure,” After I spoke, my head immediately hit me with his paintbrush, so I looked at him in confusion.

“Why did you hit my head?” ask me with a wrinkled face.

“I just want to clear your head. Do you know, I think Brother Leon has a crush on you.”

I was shocked by Amber, how could she think that way? Fancies, that means it's like when you like someone, right? A feeling that pulls you in, at least that's what I'm thinking right now.

“No way, it's all because Brother Leon is a good upperclassman, no more know.”

“Then, let's bet,” He smiled or rather underestimated my back.

I don't know what Amber meant, Leon liked me? It's not possible. Me and him are just extra-curricular friends, compared to Amber's mind, I'm much more convinced that Indira is what Leon really likes.

Leon is our Badminton chairman, when he is busy Leon will not look for his representative or core members of exculp management to help him, since the beginning I and Indira joined, he said, Leon always comes to Indira to ask for his help.

Of course most often because we made a mistake, Leon would punish us for doing the exculpation, taking care of everything from daily absenteeism to preparing cold drinks for all the members of the exculp.

I shook my head when I finished my mind, I said to Amber: “So Leon doesn't like me..”.

Crossroad appeared on Amber's face, “?!”

I smiled at her, nodding with sparkling eyes full of confidence: “She likes Indira.”

Amber, “!!!”