A radiant glow welcomed their sight the moment they left the Coffee House. The rays which caress their covering were very visible. Their soles had a stroll towards the terminal and waited for a bus to halt. The dames had their conversation along the road, Sullivan could not get over the frappe tea she ordered, its savory juice with the miscellaneous frost which cools her mouth had its way to give her a chilling disposition.
Further than that, Leo on the other hand, let out a wide smile upon enjoying the company of her colleagues. Hiking forth to the location, Fuentes could not help herself but be anxious all of a sudden.
"I don't know how to react, to be honest, I can't even imagine that she's able to hurt someone. Astrid is innocent," Fuentes stated, they selected a seat and stayed at the waiting shed.
"Well, she is. Probably the cops condemned her, she always gets into trouble, her neighbor once accused her of killing a guy named Kobe Ethan. I didn't believe it, of course, but sometimes I constantly notice that she has bruises and wounds in her arms and legs." Leo responded. The two young ladies stared at her, focusing their attention on her statement.
"But I've heard that Astrid suffered a mental illness, at a very young age she was abandoned. Her parents and brothers migrated, perhaps. I haven't asked her about her past, she's sensitive to it." She continued, Sullivan slightly nodded her head while Fuentes began to be stuck in her deep thoughts.
"That's what I was literally pointing out earlier, mental disorders can be dangerous, we really don't know what's her situation and condition, for now, I suggest you should be careful." Sullivan commented while watching the blue sky, sensing how delightful the atmosphere is.
"I don't want to guess, yet when we're together way back at Castrill Academy, the numbers of homicides increased. Oh well, for some reason it would scare you, only if you're a guy." Fuentes remarked and let out a fragile chuckle which made the two stunned on their seats.
"That ain't funny at all." The young lady on her left side muttered, she took a sip on her frappe and shifted her gaze.
"I'm really worried about her, I never get a chance to visit her home, however, I know that she's all alone. Also, I heard her say she hates guys. Whenever one of our guy classmates approached her, she would shriek and get out of the place right away." Leo mentioned. Fuentes twists her edges and frowns, she took a glimpse of Mace Leo's reaction and somehow felt a bit hesitant upon discovering a hint.
"Let's not talk about it, maybe she's into a traumatic incident which made her act like that." She asserted and leaned over the bleachers.
"I don't think so, I really can't judge her. The last time I saw her sitting beside Louis Feldirez, he's one of the campus' playboys, I noticed that he's starting to build a friendship with her, which is very unusual for Astrid because I know she dislikes men." Leo stated. Fuentes felt awkward, shifting her eyes. Her lips parted, unable to utter any phrase.
"Are we going to wait for hours here? I dislike waiting." Sullivan interrupted their conversation, the two paused momentarily, Leo slumped her head and took out her earphones. Fuentes on the other hand looked away, and her stare accidentally landed on a familiar figure of a man.
She could feel the thrill once more upon witnessing the stunning features of the guy's complexion. She knew him.
"What now, Esme? You seem to be in love with the guy over there. I can see that he's impressive, still not my type." Kyaellani Sullivan commented when she glimpsed at her pal. She gradually shook her head and focused her attention on the road, hoping for a bus to stop.
"Oliver..." Renesmee Fuentes whispered when his person could be seen from her location. Her heart started to pound rapidly, unable to control the delightful feeling she sensed. She suddenly felt cold and anxious, "There's no way he is seeing me here," she once more, mumbled.
"You know what, you should approach him and confess your feelings. It's quite bothersome seeing you holding back that desire." Sullivan stated all of a sudden.
"Shut up, Kyaellani, you're not helping, chump." Fuentes hissed, and Sullivan rolled her eyes in annoyance.
"Hey, boy! You probably know this idiot right here!" Her eyes rounded upon the abrupt scream of her seatmate, Sullivan. Likewise, Mace Leo hastily took off her earphones thereon hearing the loud noise of unpleasant words.
"What on earth did you do?!" Disturbance could be plastered on Renesmee Fuentes's countenance. She soon throws a glare on Sullivan's while gritting her teeth in irritation.
"That is an act of rudeness, butthead!" She yelled, yet Sullivan remained to stay along with her. Leo rushed forth her arms to grab the smirking lady.
"It's not good to create fights here, come on. Grow up!"
"Oh shut up, Jesus freak!" Sullivan yelled in discomfort, because of the abrupt turmoil, they caught Oliver Tycho's attention. His gaze traveled over their location and their eyes met, incapable to disjoint their gaze.
"You're my schoolmate, uh, Renesmee right?"
His feet strode forth to their direction, Sullivan coughed and let out a wide smile. Leo could no longer predict what would happen, their pal froze on her seat as if she couldn't gasp for air. Her cerulean irises, framed with her dark eyelashes, were staring deeply into his deep aurora rainbow.
"... Oliver, hi." She barely utters a word. Fuentes could not take her eyes from him.
"Uh, my apologies, well..." she eventually got the courage to avert her stares, she stood up and let a sheepish smile form on her edges.
"How are you doing? I see that you're with these gorgeous ladies, good day to you Mademoiselles." He greeted which yet made Sullivan smile widely, being entertained by what she was seeing.
"The bus is here! Let's go!" Fuentes' eyes rounded when Sullivan hastily yanked Mace Leo to the bus, leaving her with the man.
"Sorry, Es but you gotta take another bus. We're crowded. Have an amazing time with him! See you at the hospital!" Kyaellani Sullivan exclaimed with her head out of the window of the truck.
Dumbfounded as she was, she stood there for a second. "You are heading to the hospital? For what reason?" Tycho asked.
"... Well, our friend Astrid was sent there. She's badly wounded," she responded, he squirms his edges upon knowing what she meant.
"Astrid Hawthorne?"
"Wait, how did you know her?" A bit surprised, she asked.
"I was there when the crime occurred. She's the suspect, you shouldn't be nearing her." He warned.
"What? You don't know what you're saying, Oliver."
"She's harmful, she's tricky. You won't like it when you know her true identity. She's no friend at all." Tycho advised, which eventually made Fuentes hesitate. She couldn't believe him.
"That'll be quits. Both fires won't cause any harm to each other, it would cause them to invade and create more flames." He narrowly gulped and gazed at her.
"I could sense that we have the exact destination, mind coming with me?" She remarked and let out a skeptical smile.
'They don't know how perilous we could be,' she thought.