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.

the first time Mica had been here, and in a force of habit, she had left the more cumbersome items

to the doorway and peered

that she returned to the desk, took the Sonnet 18 transcription out from the pile of papers, and then

she

Mica left the infirmary with a confused look, only

"Sebastian?"

be

blinked

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

told me that you—ah, forget it.Now that your class has ended, shall we grab lunch? I don't want

couldn't care less about anything else now that she had Sebastian with

she immediately noticed that the

table and even the desk drawer, but

was the second time she had

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

you tearing up out of

when he sensed that

me.I was supposed to use it

the Sonnet 18 you've been poring over for the whole

being a little melodramatic about this and snapped impatiently, "How is losing a piece of paper a big deal? It's not as if you'd be making a career out of

to me, and I...I've just been losing everything she

help the self-blame that washed over

when

your precious badge? I thought we agreed that we'd move on from that.Mica, if you have no

at her made her gut wrench, and she lowered

the sight of this, Sebastian

for her, and he didn't

only meant to say that the past is the past, and we

and stopped crying at

trust me a little more.I don’t blame you; I'm just worried I would

on, let's get something good for

"Okay."

her things and followed

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