Traversing through time to find you - Chapter 110

(Michelle POV)

Ah!!!!! I can’t take this anymore! My silly heart has gone bonkers watching Anthony play. Every time he’s able to score, I wanted nothing else but to scream his name along with the girls who ignored the fact that I might be his girlfriend. Ok, I know I’m not, but I label me and Anthony as exclusively dating!

Anyway, I controlled my desire to do so as I still wanted to maintain my image of pure femininity and demureness in front of Anthony especially (plus I don’t want to lump myself with those desperate girls), thus all I did whenever he looks my way was give him a smile while imitating the Korean girls saying ‘fighting!’.

Talking about him looking my way, was he trying to impress me? Not that I’m being too presumptuous but more than half of the time he scores, he would look at me and smile. Anthony, just take my soul. I’m yours!

When the game was over, I wanted nothing else but to run towards him, jump and give him an embrace and in my imagination, we would French kiss and! Ok, he’s still sweaty but it doesn’t bother me! If it’s Anthony’s, I don’t mind at all!

Of course, I did not do that. Preserving my lady like image, I did not approach him as he and his teammates exchanged thanks or whatever they usually say to their opponents after the game. Then, I saw him pick up a bottle of Gatorade from the bench and drank it.

Though it was quite a distance, my 20×20 vision saw his bobbing Adam’s apple, and I imagined myself licking and sucking it like crazy. Sorry, I think I did grow crazy watching him play. His pheromones and manly sex appeal were oozing, and I think it’s not just me who has been affected. The girls in the area that did not mind my presence were still eyeing him like hyenas!

Anthony took out a face towel from his bag which reminded me of what I did earlier. I closed my eyes to relish the moment when I wiped his sweaty face and he was looking at me and… Ah!!! The moment was so sweet and and he even said he will do his best like he was telling me that he’ll win the game for ME! Then he just won! Am I not the luckiest girl alive in the planet?

I was still being silly and smiling to myself, when I heard Anthony’s voice calling my name. Aish! Too much daydreaming was getting in my head that I’m even imagining things.

“Michelle?” Anthony called the second time as he chuckled.

I opened my eyes and there he was, the vision of perfection in front of me, chuckling as if he knew what was running in my head. He tilted his head to the left and smiled. Was he waiting for me to acknowledge his presence?

“H-hello Anthony. Great game. Uhm, you were great, awesome, and congratulations?” I greeted a bit stupidly I realized. But then, what could I do? My head was in jumbles. I did not expect that he would approach me right away (though I did hope).

Anthony nodded his head while he continued to smile. Then he responded saying, “Thanks. Sorry it took long. So…” then he paused.

Eh? Why was he looking at me that way? Does he want to ask me out for dinner? Haha! Ok. Fine. I’m not that stupid. Maybe he already has plans with his friends and would be having dinner with them. They were all boys so maybe he feels awkward to invite me to come along and join them. I understand Anthony. No need to feel guilty.

“I will…”

“Would you…”

Me and Anthony said at the same time.

“You go first.” The two of us said at the same time again.

Aish! What’s with that!? I blushed.

Ever the gentleman, Anthony said “Lady’s first.” with a smile.

“I will need to go home soon so I hope you go and enjoy dinner with your friends.” I said feeling like a very considerate girlfriend.

Anthony’s smile faltered, but he was quick to recover. “Oh. Alright. Then you should call your driver to fetch you from here. It’s a bit dark outside now.” he recommended.

Was he worried about me that’s why he made that expression? So sweet!!! “Ah yes, of course. Uhm… so you were going to say?” I asked.

Anthony shook his head. “It’s nothing. Anyway, you can call your driver now. Wait for me. I’ll just go get changed quickly then I’ll see you off. Ok?” he offered.

Not trusting my voice, I only nodded my head as I stopped breathing for a moment lest I suddenly act like a madwoman.

Anthony’s eyes turned into crescents as he jogged back to the benches to get his bag.

When I saw him enter the locker room, that’s only the time I turned to the wall, covered my face with my two hands and started squealing like a fangirl.

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After taking a bath, I sat in front of my study table to start doing my homework in Math. Though I found it quite difficult at first, when I got the hang of studying it again, it became a lot easier. Perhaps it helps that I don’t feel the same pressure as I did the first time I entered the university, or maybe that my brain has been subjected to more pressure than just schoolwork, so it’s much easier to cope.

Nowadays, my nemesis in my studies was my laziness. Like at the moment, I don’t feel like doing the homework. Rather, all I want to do was reminisce the events earlier. From the start to the part when Anthony walked me to my waiting car, opened and closed the door for me as he waved me goodbye.

I wish I gave him a goodbye kiss then, but Mr. Matt, my driver was in the car and well… it’s not that I’m ashamed, but I was a bit afraid. What if he tells on me to my papa? I don’t think he will voluntarily say it out of the blue, but what if my papa asks and he tells him that he saw me kiss a boy? I will be so dead.

So, when Anthony closed the door, I just waved at him and quickly got my cellphone to text him. [Thank you for sending me to my car. Enjoy dinner with your friends and take care on your way home later! See you tomorrow. BTW, you were so cool earlier!]

Which reminds me… my cellphone which was placed on the table beside my notebook suddenly vibrated. Ah! did he reply to my text already!?

I unlocked the screen of my cellphone and oh. It’s from Andy? What could he be texting for? These few days he’s been hanging around me a lot more than he did before. I don’t think it strange though. We get a long very well and the more we talk, the more I see that we truly jive. It’s not just because I know a lot about him from the future based on what I read in the gossip, but because I can see that we think alike. What I find funny, he also finds funny. I mean, we seem to have the same sense of humor.

Anyway, I read his message. [Do you have plans on Saturday?]

Saturday!!!!! It’s Friday tomorrow, which reminds me… I haven’t told Anthony of my plans on that day! My cinema tickets and my hotel booking! Ah!!!! I need to inform him about it somewhat! What if suddenly something comes up on his side after we have our lunch!?

Let me reply to Andy first. [Yes. I will be busy on that day. Why?]

His reply came quick. [Just asking. How about Sunday?]

Sunday? But I already told my parents that I will have group study on Saturday and will come home late. Would they allow me to go out and hang out again the next day? Oh well. I’ll just talk to my mama.

[Sunday morning or afternoon is workable. Why are you asking?]

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(Third POV)

Andy read Michelle’s text. Then, he called his assistant. The phone rang only once and his assistant answered right away.

“Good evening, boss. How may I help you?

“Hey Tim, tell the team to move my interview to Sunday, same time. Tell them that I can’t this Saturday.” He instructed.

“Yes boss. Consider it done.” Tim answered.

“Ok thanks. Bye.” Andy said.

Then he typed on his cellphone again.

[My interview is on Sunday 10am to 11 am. Do you want to watch?] then he pressed send.

After a minute, he received Michelle’s reply.

[Cool! Great timing then. of course, I want to watch and support you! Do you have spare tickets?]

He smiled. Ah. She does like him!

[No need for ticket, you can have special backdoor access!] he replied.

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TBC