Prince From Another World
Campus Idol

Sienna slammed into my shoulder from behind as soon as I walked out of the classroom. Our last schedule today was different. I see him, he looks so happy all day.

"You got good grades today?" my many.

"No" he answered with a smile.

"Then, what makes you so happy? I've seen you all day very happy" I said.

"Try guessing!" Sienna challenged.

"I'm not in the mood to guess" I said.

"Yes, I'll tell you later. Now I have an appointment with Suzan. Me first!" sienna said indifferently as she walked away.

"This child ...," I was curious.

"Hi, Eriza! Where's Sienna going? Hurry up" asked Russell, a college friend of mine who had suddenly come out of nowhere.

"Either. He said there was an appointment with Suzan, "I replied as if.

"Oh ... So, can I go home with you? It just so happened that today I didn't have a bike with me" asked Russell.

"One tumben? You don't usually go home on foot" I said.

"Yes, my motorbike is in service in the workshop. There's a little damage. So, you don't mind, do you? We go home together? The way of our house is also in the same direction" replied Russell and asked.

"Of course not" I replied.

"Come on!" russell was happy.

We started to step. From the opposite direction came a group of students with a cheerful laughter talking about something. They walked past us. One of them stopped in front of us.

"Russel and Eriza?!" said the blonde-haired girl who seemed confused to see us together.

"Yes. What's up, Gwen?" russell asked the girl whom Gwen used to call. I just smiled.

"It's not usually just the two of you. Oh yeah, you guys should go to the cafe now! There's Edgar there. He said he would sing. It's a shame I missed it!" clearly Gwen with sparkling eyes.

"You mean Edgar Juan Henley? Wasn't he in a singing competition outside the city?" russell made sure.

"He just came back yesterday. All right, I'm ahead!" gwen then left.

Russell and I continued on. There was not the slightest intention of us to see the Edgar Juan Henley show at the cafe. I don't really know who the guy is anyway. We just spent the whole trip home with a chat about college.

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"Riza, Eriza ...," Jane's aunt's voice blared inside the house.

I who was studying in the room immediately went down to see him.

"Yes, I'm coming!" sahutku.

"What's up, Auntie?" ask my aunt Jane who's sitting in the living room.

"There's a delivery for you, baby! It's!" aunt Jane replied as she handed me a maroon-red envelope.

I accepted it after earlier saying thank you. Then go back into the room.

I turned the envelope around without the sender's name. Then open. It contained several sheets of postcards with images of icons from the city of New Angeles.

I'm sighing. Whatdoes thatmean? Who's the prankster who sent me so many postcards? The question comes from inside the head. As I took out all the postcards from inside the envelope, suddenly a piece of paper slipped out of my hand and floated down on the floor. I picked it up. Open the folded paper in half. Black ink was scratched on the paper. It says, 'a**I miss you!'.

Now I'm being a jackass. Know who popped into my head? Alex. I'm sure it must have been him. I'll talk about it later if he calls me. I put all those postcards back in their envelopes. And put it in the desk drawer at the very bottom. Then I went back to my learning activities.

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Russell came home this morning. He said to look for me. Sienna told me as soon as I got off. I'm obviously confused as to what Russell's here for. I went out and saw Russell sitting on the front porch. I'll approach her soon.

"Russell?" call me.

"Your motor is done?" I asked once I found the matic motorbike he used to wear parked in the yard.

"Yes" replied Russell.

"Well there's a need to find me this early in the morning?" many wonder.

"Ec ... Picking you up for college together" replied Russell timidly.

"Huh?" I gawk. Tumben.

"But, I used to go with Sienna! There's no way I'm gonna leave him alone, is there!?" I said.

"You guys go first! Suzan will be here in 15 minutes!" Sienna exclaimed from inside the living room.

I looked inside. Where Sienna was sitting quietly on the sofa. He smiled while winking one eye. Looks like something's wrong.

"So, we can go together, right!?" Russell made sure again. This time I had no reason to refuse.

"Well you won. But we're not leaving now. It's too early!" say me.

"Come in!" take me and turn my body back to the living room. Sit with Sienna. Russell followed and sat down with us.

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After the first class, I headed to the locker. Open the locker door and insert some unused maple books. After that close the locker door back. I was just about to leave but was suddenly shocked by the figure of the young man who had been next to me. The young man was busy stuffing some items into his locker. The locker was next to my locker. Feeling that I was watching him, he stopped and looked at me. Then throw a smile at me. But I didn't bully him, I just left.

I tried to remember who the young man who owned the locker next to me was. Have I never seen him or never noticed him? I was confused too.

I shook my head not to get dizzy. And get to the next class. In the classroom I overheard two girls sitting behind me, Felma and Cristy.

"I heard that Edgar won second place in a singing competition he participated in outside the city, huh?" ask Felma.

"Yes. Everyone on campus knew, too" Cristy replied.

"Okay ... is handsome, smart on campus, and good at singing again! Completely full of achievements." praise Felma.

"He-em. He made a singing show at the cafe to celebrate with us. It's unfortunate that someone missed the show yesterday" Cristy chimed in.

"Yes right. Oh, if only Edgar could be my girlfriend," Felma said.

"Don't dream! Do you know how many girls are standing in front of you?" Cristy.

"A little wish it was okay, didn't it?!" reply Felma.

"indeed not. But you will definitely lose competitiveness given how many love letters are tucked inside his locker" Cristy said with a giggling laugh.

"Loker? Hey, there's no harm in adding one more love letter, right? Who knows, I might be a consideration. He just wanted to read it, I'm happy too" Felma said.

"Hopefully get lucky!" Cristy added.

"His name is trying too. If I don't remember wrong locker number 164, don't you!?" ask Felma.

"Yes" replied Cristy.

I flinched as soon as I heard the locker number called Felma. How not?! That means the young man I saw earlier who was next to my locker was Edgar. Edgar Juan Henley!?

This was really surprising, because I never knew the owner of the locker next to me. All I know is often the college girls who stand there whispering and laughing indistinctly. It's also natural I think because Edgar is rarely seen. I rarely pay attention either. All right, I don't want to think about it anymore. Obviously now I know.

connect ....

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