Coolest Girl in Town

Meanwhile, over at Mayweather Polytechnic University, Mica was in a classroom in one of the campus buildings.She was seated in the last row as she worked on her calligraphy while waiting for Sebastian's class to end.

Just then, Tiana walked past the back door and spotted Mica from the corner of her eyes.She sauntered into the classroom and approached Mica, hoping that she would tell her what Elise had been up to these days.

However, she had only just walked up to Mica when she caught a glimpse of the calligraphy work on the desk, and she suddenly grew very interested in it.

The Sonnet 18 calligraphy transcription bore the unique font that QH herself had developed.The font was precise, elegant, and demanded the beholder's attention.

The transcription was as good as a printed copy, but it was obviously hand- written, seeing as it was on an ordinary piece of paper instead of proper stationery.

Mica couldn't even make the cut for the Calligraphy Association.

Who would've thought that she personally knew a legendary figure who possessed such refined calligraphy skills? The transcription is superbly done! Just then, Tiana suddenly remembered that Sonnet 18 happened to be the theme for the Calligraphy Contest finals held by the Tissote Calligraphy Association.

So, if she could get her hands on this copybook and use it as a guide while practicing at home, she was bound to win first place! Tiana brightened up at the thought, but she recomposed herself just as quickly as she reached out to tap Mica on the shoulder.

Mica turned around with a smile as she thought that it was Sebastian who had tapped her shoulder but frowned when she saw that it was Tiana.

While Tiana was always courteous to her, Mica still found the girl inexplicably and unnervingly hard to read.

"Good day, Miss Hill," Mica greeted with an awkward nod.

"Is there something I can help you with?"

"It's no big deal, but Sebastian was bringing his friend to the infirmary after the poor lad suffered a heat stroke, and he was asking if you could go over and lend him some cash," Tiana lied smoothly.

"A heat stroke?"

Mica's eyes widened in concern as she pressed, "Is Sebastian okay?"

"He's fine, but he left his wallet back home this morning, so he really needs your help now" Tiana answered solemnly.

"Okay, thanks for telling me.I'll get going then!"

Mica said as she slung her purse over her shoulder and hurried out of the classroom.

The classrooms on this floor mainly were used as study halls on campus, and nearly all the desks were occupied with books and other stationery, indicating that the desks were taken, not to mention saving students the trouble of moving their stuff around.

been here, and in a force of habit, she had left the more

Mica's footfalls faded, Tiana went to the doorway and peered out

she returned to the desk, took the

that, she fled

minutes later, Mica left the infirmary with a confused look, only to run into Sebastian at the

"Sebastian?"

she asked, "Weren't you supposed to be in the infirmary? What were you

Sebastian blinked

ended earlier than usual, and I came to look for you.Is

we grab lunch? I don't want us to have to wade through the cafeteria crowd when the rush hour

about anything else

her things, she immediately noticed

all the papers and books on the table and even the desk drawer, but the script was nowhere

that this was the second time she had

an overwhelming surge of guilt seized her, and tears started welling up in her eyes as

are you tearing up out

sensed that she had become gloomy next to

use it as a guide, and now it's

you've been

and snapped impatiently, "How is losing a piece of paper a big deal? It's not as if you'd be making

been nothing but kind to

couldn't help the self-blame that

when he

we agreed that we'd move on from that.Mica, if you have no intention of getting back together with me, just tell me right off the bat instead of holding my mistakes

out at her made her gut wrench, and she lowered her head as tears started spilling down her

the sight of

had some feelings for her,

apologized softly, "Okay, I'm sorry.Stop crying.I only meant to say that the past is the past, and we shouldn't let it affect us anymore.Mica, you know that I

and stopped crying at

know.I just wish you'd trust me a little more.I don’t blame you; I'm just

now.Come on, let's get something

"Okay."

and followed him out of the classroom

from her, but in the absence of proof, she could only try to ignore this nagging