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When I was closer to them, I could hear their voices scorning each other in high pitched, emotional tones. They made me worried and surprised. My eyes drifted to Sheryl , hoping that my best friend would be able to help as I tried to separate Peter and Will. But I saw he was chatting with Kayra and Elder Nobi, then I gave up asking for his help. I have to be able to sort them out alone. I said in my heart i. Then move forward with confidence.
"Peter! Will!" I exclaimed with furrowed brows.
Suddenly my call made them immediately turn to face me.
"Miss Rumi," said Peter.
"What is it, Miss?" Will asked doubtfully.
"Why are you guys fighting ?" I said then.
They looked at each other questioningly.
"Who's fighting, Miss?" Peter pretended not to understand.
"Of course you guys! Don't pretend you don't understand!” I'm getting annoyed with their behavior.
Will took a deep breath , “we didn't fight. It's just that our conversation is like this. You know, old friend. Isn't that right, Peter?" he and I both glanced at Peter.
Peter nodded his head with a sweet smile on his lips, assuring me that what happened to them was not what I expected.
In the end I believed them, though I wasn't too sure. "No wonder Peter was so shocked that he couldn't believe he saw Will," I said again.
They smiled widely. I smiled back at them, “By the way, just call me Rumi. No need to use Miss. It's a bit too uncomfortable to hear you call me that."
Suddenly Will's smile turned into an amused laugh. My eyes glared at him. Meanwhile, Peter was confused by the behavior of the young man who called him an old friend.
I exhaled loudly to regain my composure, "I'm not interested in you guys anymore!" I snapped by looking away.
Peter glared, "why is that? We've only just gotten to know each other… and I'll be your nominee soon, won't I?” he was worried about my statement.
"Cancel. You're not my type of candidate." I answered without looking at him.
Then Will said confidently, “because I am Rumi's real candidate. And we're getting married this weekend, right?"
My eyes widen, then look at Will with annoyance, "you're still with that nonsense of yours?"
"I'm not joking, Rumi. I'm seriously." Will said it firmly.
Peter looked down. Kes edihan inflamed in him. "I just step back, let Will come forward to be your candidate."
"You guys are weird!" without answering Will and Peter's words, I turned away from them in amazement and confusion.
"Wait a minute," I stopped . “Why is it like there's nothing strange here? After all, we'd just all been overwhelmed by Will and thought he was a nuisance for his weird outfit. Is this all included in the magic effect too?” My mind kept spinning about the events that just happened and what happened after.
While he was thinking, suddenly heard a loud howl of a wolf from the roof of the house. We who were below him suddenly looked up, and made clear our hearing.
AAAUUU!!!
The howl grew louder and closer. Panic began to creep in. Dad, assisted by his friends tried to calm us all down. Countless guests were running frantically towards the front door heading outside.
Although thousands of people frantically and quickly passed by me, but not a single one of them hit or pushed me. This is a miracle in my opinion. Possible.
I was glued to the spot. Feelings of fear and curiosity, began to approach.
Peter and Will were half running toward me. They stood swiftly on either side.
"Don't worry, Rumi. We're here." Will said.
"What really happened?" I asked then hesitantly.
"Looks like the werewolves are in action." said Peter.
I glared and was shocked, my breathing started to become irregular again. “You mean they will eat us? Like in history?”
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