It’s a gift from God, my friend.

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Lydia. Dr Jenkins who was our lecturer on art and art history taught the class, whereas my attention wasn't at one percent concentrated at him, as they stayed on the boy who sat two rolls in front of me. Liam Stanford. As though a teenager, I found myself blushing at random instances of when his gaze and I would collide, and I would instantly take my gaze away. Everything about Liam was perfect. His height which was taller than mine, his demeanor gentle and calm just the way I liked it to be and most importantly how handsome he was. Oh God, Liam was handsome. Truly handsome. "Miss Smith, I do hope I am the reason as to why you blush this hard." My gaze rose, as I came face to face with my lecturer who now stared at me, along with the rest of the class. "What...I..." s**t! I f****d up! He caught me. There was no excuse for me, for nothing Dr Jenkins said was capable of making me blush, unlike when we took acting class. "Mind telling us what exactly felt so good that had to be expressed in my class?" Dr Jenkins said again, whereas I could only stare at him with no words exiting my words for the first seconds. Laureate academy of school of arts was known for it prestigious nature, but not just that, but also it's strict lecturers for any error made that was not in the schools conduct warranted an expulsion. "Actually it was a chuckle sir." I spoke up and the class went silent. "I reasoned what would best describe the Johannes Vermeer painting of the girl in a pearl earring, as the one my thing which came to my mind was an ex boyfriend of mine who wore a petal earring at his septum. Reflecting back now, it did make me realize he did look like a species of the Bos taurus with it. In conclusion sir, I wasn't distracted with your class, rather I thought of a better example for myself to recall later." I lied effortlessly, as I knew it wasn't going to be favorable for me if Dr Jenkins figured out I wasn't listening to his class. Dr Jenkins went silent, as his gaze remained on me, whereas I maintained a solemn gaze, for I wasn't ready to be caught at all. "Well that is a good example Miss Smith. So class, whenever you wish to remember the Johannes Vermeer, you can reflect back to Miss Jenkins Ex boyfriend." Dr Jenkins spoke, whereas the class broke out into chuckles. "However, Miss smith do try to focus better." Dr Jenkins added, whereas a nod came from my head, followed by a smirk which took my lips. Oh, I was going to be such a good actress. Jazmine and Scott whom also took the class stared at me with their mouth hanging open. "Don't let a fly seep through. You can close your mouth now." I muttered to Jasmine who was closer to me, as she only nodded her head negatively, while I knew what she thought. 'How could a human lie so effortlessly?' I recalled the a statement Jasmine was fond of saying to me anytime i saved my ass in class with a lie. Yes it was lie, and I was ready to tell it again, as long as I continued at the school, for I knew what I went through to get my space there. As Dr Jenkins continued his class, so did I sight Liam's gaze on me, as when I stared back at him, he had a smile on his lips and at that moment right there, oh my freaking goodness, I wanted to enter the wall and blush so hard. Dr Jenkins class was over not long after, as it was the last class we had for the day, while Jasmine and I came out of the class, and Scott went with some of the guys instantly "You know I think you should apply for The Guinness book of record," Jazmine said as we exited the class. "And why is that?" I asked her solemnly, with no point of understanding her words. "You know, as maybe the biggest liar on earth," Jasmine said as with her words came with a chuckle that followed, and soon enough I was also chuckling. "I can't believe I took you serious." I said. "You were literally staring at Liam and with in seconds...like damn girl how do you do that?" Jasmine said. "It's a gift from God, my friend." I wiggled my eyebrows at Jasmine. "f**k, I think left my purse in class." My gaze instantly became solemn, as I looked beside me and saw that I no longer held my green purse which was in my hand earlier. "Of course when all your brain is filled with Liam Stanford." Jasmine said, whereas I rolled my eyes at her and mimicked her words, before going back to class. I searched the desk which I sat on and unfortunately, I did not find it there and soon enough worry began to fill my mind knowing I had enough cash in there and my other documents. "Looking for this?" I turned back, as I stared back at Liam who stood in front of me with my purse in his hand. "Yeah...how did you find...how did you know it was mine?" My question came complexed, as I didn't know which one to ask first. "Well, I saw you come in with it and while I was about going out of the class, I saw it on the floor." Liam told me, while he handed over my purse to me. So that means he was staring at me. "Oh...thank you." I said, as my gaze locked with his and lingered. "I...Um...I mean thank you for the purse," I chuckled awkwardly. "I don't know what I would have done if I didn't find it." I said truthfully. "Well then, I guess you owe me one then," Liam said with a smile on his lips and I chuckled. "I guess so then," I said while it was evident that I blushed just at talking with Liam. "How about you accompany me to a game then, this weekend." Liam said and my gaze went wide. "You want me to...accompany you to a game?" I asked Liam to be certain if I heard his words right. Is he asking me on a date right now? "Yes Lydia. I am asking you." It seemed luck was really on my side today, for the smile that replaced my lips, I doubted nothing could erase for weeks to come, for the boy I have had a crush on for months had just asked me out on a date. Indeed Miracles happened. As long as you knew the right medium, as in my situation, it could just be a little lie.
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