Chapter 3

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• The next day finally reached and Keisha and I were off to the University Of International Filming Arts - T.U.O.I.F.A -, in simple form.
• It was one of the biggest universities in the country that had to do with Cinematography. I was more than happy to go there.
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• We arrived the very huge and beautiful campus at 2pm. We were given guides and sent to our rooms. I was so happy. Keisha and I settled in the campus apartment given to us, which had two rooms in it, a bath, a little living room and kitchen. I sure was glad, so far.
• 'This is so cool!'
• I thought, smiling. I then turned to Keisha.
• "Now that we've settled, what do we do?" I asked excitedly.
• "Let's go see the place. Other freshmen are probably doing same."
• "Okay."
• I'd just turned 20 and I kinda felt like I was maybe too young for the environment? Most of the students were adults and that kind of made me a little nervous. However, it wasn't like there weren't students in their early twenties, there as well.
• I was still happy that Keisha was with me, and so I stuck to her. Things were gonna be great.
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• We walked down the beautiful sidewalks and streets of the campus. It sure was vast. We even passed through the fraternity quarters and saw a lot of boys moving in with their belongings. They were definitely old students.
• "Ooh, I'm gonna like this place, Shayenne." Keisha cooed, looking at the different boys that walked by. I laughed.
• "You're a case. Do you ever not think about boys?" I teased with a little laugh.
• "Nope." she laughed and I joined her.
• "I'm gonna love this place, though not for the same reasons as you." I explained, "It always a good thing to come out of one's comfort zone and try to explore many other horizons."
• "Thank goodness you are saying that, because I really hope you lose up a little and live!"
• I chuckled.
• "We'll see with time."
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• Keisha and I continued to explore the huge campus, admiring the buildings and excited students.
• "Isn't this great?" I kept on asking happily. It wasn't my fault . This was new liberty to me and I felt happy. I was very excited indeed.
• "Calm down honey." Keisha giggled.
• "I can't. I'm more than happy that–" I cut my sentence abruptly when,
• "HEY!" Keisha screamed, pulling me aside. Surprised and a little shaken, I realized that I'd almost been knocked down by a race bike. The person driving had stopped. We stared at whosoever it was, angrily.
• The stranger wore black leather from head to toe and had on a black helmet.
• "Are you blind?" the guy asked rudely, without taking off the helmet.
• My goodness. Was he sick?
• "What?" I asked in disbelief.
• "Oh, so you're deaf too? Don't you watch the hell where you go? What if I'd knocked you down?" he continued to rant and I was so close to losing it.
• "Are you kidding me?" I asked annoyed, "What the hell is wrong with you? You could clearly see me at a distance but you chose to be blind and try to knock me down! How dare you ask me that? Who was supposed to see the other?"
• He shook his head.
• "You teenagers are always immature and rude." he scoffed and my eyes widened.
• "I'm not a teen. I'm twenty, for your information."
• He faced me.
• "I didn't ask you anything." he stated dryly and I frowned even more.
• Keisha giggled silently the whole time. I guessed she found it amusing that I was talking back and defending myself, for once. I surprised my own self, too. I never talked back to anyone. I tried from time to time with Josh but would later on regret.
• The guy slowly raised the cover of his helmet, exposing only his eyes. His eyes were beautiful. Beautiful grey. He had a silver piercing on his right brow. He looked rather rugged alright, but in a very good way. I guessed he probably had tattoos. Definitely the rebellious type.
• 'Why am I not surprised? Look at him.'
• "And you think because you're twenty, you're something?" his voice annoyingly snapped me out of my thoughts.
• "Shut up, stranger!" I retorted without thinking.
• 'Really? I couldn't find better? Oh gawd, I'm ridiculous.'
• "Stranger?" he mused, "Is that supposed to be an insult?"
• He chuckled and that was it. I officially lost the bit of temper I had left.
• "Shut the hell up." I frowned. I wasn't used to insulting people.
• He looked older than Keisha and I.
• "I don't care to know you but I know one thing, twenty years of age are something. And since you think you're mature, how old are you?" I asked
• "Twenty five." he replied, confidently. I scoffed.
• "And you're happy? Because you think you're something? Oh please, don't fool yourself." I gave him an ugly stare, "I bet you just got your highschool diploma and you're here to enroll as freshman. I won't be surprised if you'd dropped out of school back in highschool and then returned after you realised your life was a mess."
• He was silent and I knew I'd gotten the jerk.
• "What you're saying makes no sense to me." he stated firmly.
• "I don't care if it makes sense to you or not. I say what I want and it isn't my fault if your brain can't process it."
• I surprised myself even more.
• 'Woah! What's happening to me today. I'm in such a mood.'
• He stared again and Keisha burst out laughing. I expected him to get angry but he didn't.
• To our surprise, he chuckled and then covered his eyes with the helmet cover once more. Then he started his bike.
• "Hey! You've not apologised!" I said angrily. He ignored me, smirked and drove off.
• "Who was that?" I turned to Keisha angrily. She giggled.
• "A clearly handsome bastard. Though we saw only those eyes."
• "What an idiot. He tried to spoil my day but it won't work. No way."