Grandes High School (Leslie And Sean)

Grandes High School (Leslie And Sean)

Elakor

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Leslie and Sean have graduated from Grandes High School. Now they are studying at a university. Initially, their life was going smoothly, until some problems related to ghosts came back to Leslie. Leslie was well aware that her ability would keep her involved with ghosts. However, is it true that only ghost problems will be faced by Leslie and Sean? It looks like some big problems that will test their romance will appear in this story. Instead of being curious, it's better if you just follow the story. NB: This story is the final installment of the Grandes High School Trilogy.

Chapter 1 Eric Part 1

Today the sky looks clear. White clouds were chasing above. The birds chirped happily, making the day even brighter. The scorching sun makes the atmosphere this afternoon feel hot. Even though the breezy wind that blows makes the hot air slightly covered, it can make you feel hot and stuffy for a moment.

Another thing that distracted the hot atmosphere in this bustling place was because now everyone was busy watching the chase action in the field area. Ten people, to be precise, the men were chasing after the ball with only one goal, to put the ball in the basket. Yes, there is a pretty fierce basketball match going on at the moment. The basketball team from the law school is facing off against the basketball team from the economics faculty.

The crowd cheered loudly when a player with number 11 from the law school managed to snatch the ball from his opponent. He ran quickly while dribbling the ball. None of the players could hold back or snatch the ball from him. A moment later, he had made it under the basket and with a high jump, he managed to get the ball into the basket.

Priit!

The referee's whistle sounded indicating that the ball had been declared in and the basketball team from the law school got an additional point.

"Aaaaa! Cool!"

There were screams from the audience which was dominated by women. They hailed the name of the player with the back number 11. The man whose name was being hailed lifted his right hand high up with a clenched fist as if showing the satisfaction he was feeling right now for successfully executing a perfect slam dunk. His hair which was wet with sweat and flowed down his handsome face made him look even cooler, of course, it invited enthusiastic screams from the women who saw him.

Priiit ... Priiit ...

The referee's long whistle signaled the end of the game. The final score on the screen shows the numbers 152-108 with the law school team winning. The audience cheered and applauded especially when they saw the look of joy on the faces of the players from the law faculty team.

Shortly after that, many female spectators were running toward something. I followed the steps of the women and made a sullen face when I saw them crowding the man who had been the center of attention from the start of the match. Yes, that man is none other than the man with jersey number 11. Indeed, a sight like this is not something I have just seen, every time that man finishes a match he takes part in it always ends like this. He was surrounded by many women who screamed hysterically shouting his name like a fangirl. Every time I see this scene my heart warms up and even though I don't see it in the mirror I'm sure I'm putting on a sullen face right now.

I was still standing looking at a man who was still surrounded by his fangirls, he tried to avoid them even though it was clear he was having quite a hard time because the women were crowding him without giving him any space to escape.

The man's eyes stared at me, he finally noticed my presence. He gave me a regretful smile, I only replied with a snort which of course he couldn't hear. I couldn't stand the sight anymore, so I decided to leave.

I had just set foot when a call made me stop.

"Leslie, wait!"

I heard it... heard it very clearly but this feeling of annoyance kept me going.

"Hey, I said wait, right? Haah... Haah..." said the person, more precisely the man with a breath that sounded exhausted. Yes, it's only natural that he felt tired, he had just finished a basketball game which was draining, I made sure he had just run after me who walked away from him.

"You mad, Leslie?" he said as his breathing started to sound regular.

"No. Why should I be angry?" I lied. I was annoyed and angry with him. Or maybe the word jealous is more appropriate to describe my current mood.

"Sorry, I was trying to run away earlier."

"But you seem to have enjoyed it earlier. Surrounded by many beautiful women, "I said in a flat tone.

"Hahahaha ... I knew you were jealous."

Embarrassed? Of course, I'm embarrassed now because it looks like I was caught feeling jealous of him.

I think it's only natural that I get jealous when I see my boyfriend surrounded by many beautiful women who keep shouting his name like a fan who just met an idol artist. They are also very aggressive so they don't let them escape. But I realize it's a risk because I have a popular boyfriend.

"Okay, don't be pouting. Your face is ugly when you're sullen," he said trying to tease me. But what he said pissed me off.

"Sorry if I'm ugly," I replied in a flat tone in my voice.

"Sorry, sorry, I was just kidding. Don't be angry anymore." He calmed me down again while stroking my long hair gently. He came closer to hug me but I quickly stopped him.

"Your body is drenched in sweat. Clean your body first, "I rebuked which was responded to with a grin by him.

"Haha ... yes, sorry. You're not mad anymore, are you?" I shook my head while smiling as a sign that I was not angry with him.

"Huffttt ... thank God," he said while exhaling slowly.

"I'm going to the dormitory.first, okay? Don't forget to accompany me to the library this afternoon, OK, Leslie."

"Okay," I said and he walked away from me.

I stared at his back that was getting further away, stared at the back of the man who had been my boyfriend since we were students at Grandes High School. His name is Sean Maxwell, and just like when we were in high school, he's still popular. Many women idolize him even though we are now students. Yes, I think that's a natural thing because he is handsome and cool. Am I happy to have a boyfriend like him? Of course, I was very happy, I even felt proud when the women looked enviously at me when they saw me walking hand in hand with Sean. I always smile to myself when I remember the annoyed looks on the faces of Sean's fangirls.

I had broken up with Sean before but we decided to get back together when we realized that we still loved each other. Now Sean and I are college students. Grandes University ... that's the name of our campus. I majored in Economics while Sean majored in law. The reason Sean majored in law was that he wanted to be like his father, who was a lawyer. Yes, since I'm his girlfriend, I think I should always support his decisions.

On this campus, there is a rule that all first-year students must live in campus dormitories. My house is not too far from campus but I have no choice but to accept the rules of this campus. When holidays come I often go home as well as with other students.

This is my new life as a college student. Three months to be exact I've been studying here and so far everything has gone smoothly, no problems dealing with ghosts. I'm relieved because this campus is very much different from the haunted Grandes High School. Although now the school is back to normal like a school. When I remember Grandes High School, I always think of my best friend Angie. She is happy now, she has married the man she loved a long time ago. Although now I rarely see her, I often communicate with her via cell phone.

I hope that the days I spend on this campus will always be smooth and peaceful.

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