Study, study, study – that was what Thalia was supposed to be doing, and well… she was only truthfully half studying. She was in her very large dorm, a single candle flickering on her maroon desk, the candle casting dancing shadows across the pages of her textbooks that always managed to fascinate Thalia no matter how used to it she was. See, Thalia had a peculiar habit of lighting up a candle when she was studying, it was a habit she had borrowed from Calista, one of her triplet sisters, who tended to study until the candle melted and at first Thalia had thought or well convinced herself that it would be a good study method for her, a way to enhance her focus but the reality was a different tale as Thalia could not help but to groan at how long the candle would take to melt, meaning that she was complaining in her head most of the time of the time it took instead of truly studying.
As she pored over her notes, trying to decipher the intricacies of the subject at hand, Thalia’s mind kept wandering into realms far beyond the confines of her textbooks. Boredom was creeping in, storming the doors of her mind like an unwelcome guest, and she could not help but to sigh loudly, casting an impatient glance at the stubbornly slowed-burning candle .The wax trickled down in lazy rivulets, seemingly taking ages to melt away completely. Seriously how did Calista manage to do this without dying of boredom and why did Thalia still chose this method knowing that all she could do was watch the wax as it took ages and ages to melt. Sigh, she wished she was doing something more fun instead of studying for hours.
She could have been playing video games, reading a novel maybe, or binge-watching her favorite tv shows and movies like she always did or photographing, searching up pictures of buildings and their designs and pinning it on her pinterest board, anything but studying but no she had study because she had to be a good student and prove herself or more like prove something to herself, uncover the truth, but why did proving herself have to be so boring?
Right, because life was never easy Thalia knew this, she knew very well and she knew that her time would not be easy when she signed up to go to Ninth house and was accepted there, she knew it and yet she still came, well she did have her reasons, reasons that no one knew about and reasons she couldn’t even share within her thoughts, at least not yet.
“Stop distracting yourself Thalia,” Thalia told herself as she rubbed her temples. Right, she had to focus on studying and that was what she was doing, she was doing it until of course she got a text message and she couldn’t help herself but to check who texted because after all, a short phone break never hurts now did it. She flipped her phone over, putting her pin and unlocking her phone to see who sent her a message.
RenRen : I am outside waiting patiently for you to join me
Renlin Dunman, the guy who she had been paired up for a project a couple of weeks ago, the guy who also happened to be Inessa’s brother. When they had first been paired up, Thalia did not realize who he was- that he was Inessa’s brother that was of course until something had happened, at first that information had troubled her but either ways Renlin Duman had always managed to somehow trouble her. It was not because he was hard to read- no, Thalia would say he was quite easy to read, but it was because of something she could not quite place her fingers on.
She stared at the message, her fingers hovering around the keypad as she thought of what to text. ‘No’ a firm no is what she should have told him, they were not working on the project anymore and she was studying, Thalia had to study until the candle fire went off, even though it seemed it would take it 50 years. She pressed No, her finger hovering over the send button but she did not press send, at least not yet. She had to give herself more time to think about it.
Ok Thalia think about it- she had two choices, continue studying until the candle stops its light or go see what Renlin wants and the choice should be obvious, it should be to study. Yes, study until the candle fire died out that was her choice. She tapped her fingers on the desk, looking at the candle, a small grin crossed her face as she leaned forward to blow out the candle flame, whispering,
“Well, it seems like the light melted,” Well, she did not have to study anymore, the candle had extinguished totally on its own
of course ignoring the fact that Thalia had been the one to extinguish it
She stood up from her desk, grabbing a brown trench coat, and her shoulder bag, the one she never failed to carry with her as it had things that she held quite special to her. It was time to sneak outside without being caught and Thalia knew just how to do it, after all… After all something.
The dormitory corridor was dimly lit, shadows dancing along the walls as she moved with deliberate quietness, walking towards a corner she always tended to follow and reaching a door. She pushed the door open and began to walk around until she spotted Renlin. She had grabbed her phone, texting him.
Sorry but I am studying,
Hitting sent, but before he could reply to her text or even open her text, she began to walk in front of him, stopping at a specific spot and waving at him, curiosity evident in he eyes and in her expression as she wondered just what was it that he wanted. He began to walk towards her, with his usual confidence demeanor on that always amused Thalia and made her arc a brow.
“You just can’t stay away from me, huh?"
“You’re the one who texted,” She countered, a small smile on her face as she played with her pendant. She was glad he did, even if she would not admit it, “So isn’t it you,” She began, her voice soft and low, as her eyes glistened with playfulness, “Who can’t stay away from me?” She teased, coming a little closer, though managing to keep the distance between them.
Thalia was about to ask why he had called for her, what did he want, but before she could do that, Renlin had stepped to the side, giving Thalia the chance to see his ride- a motorcycle. He grabbed a helmet from the seat, extending it towards her, “No, no way,” She said, “There is no way I am riding on that,” She said pointing to the motorcycle, “Especially when I don’t know where I’m going, where are we going Renlin?” And how can she avoid getting on that motorcycle? Because sure riding a motorcycle has always been one of her fantasies, though she never actually wished to try it out due to well… Fear and well the biker aesthetic was not really her thing.