Lance is now escorting Chelsea back to her dormitory. He is wondering why she's been silent ever since they left the party, and she looks so exhausted. He's also wondering on how she got herself locked out from the Women's Comfort Room. There's definitely something wrong. Something happened, but she doesn't want to talk about it. Lance doesn't want to force Chelsea to talk. He will just wait for her to talk about what happened, whenever she's ready... "Thanks for driving and walking me back home, Lance." Chelsea suddenly spoke. "Chelsea, I'm not going to ask you what happened tonight, but I just want to say I'm really sorry for leaving you alone. And it's a pity that I haven't got a chance to dance with you... I hope it's not too late for me to ask you, but--- may I have this dance?" Lance suddenly requested, as he extended his hand towards Chelsea, inviting her for a dance. "You mean, here?" Chelsea unbelievably asked him, while looking around. They are alone the street, and th
Many months have passed. Lance and Chelsea are now preparing for their graduation. Both of them and the rest of their graduating batch are also juggling their time on going to numerous job interviews. As a result, the couple doesn't have much time to go on dates as they are always busy and in a hurry... Chelsea's been trying her best to be an understanding girlfriend. It may sound selfish, but she feels that she's being left out in a cold. She terribly misses her boyfriend and they don't see each other regularly. They do talk over the phone, but that was it... One evening, she is busy preparing for her upcoming and very important job interview at her dormitory when she suddenly heard a sound coming from her glass window. She curiously stood up and looked outside. She then saw Lance who was standing outside. She saw him pick up his phone and after a few seconds, her own phone started ringing. She quickly answers the phone call. "Hi, Lance.How have you been?" she casually asks him
It was her dorm mate and a very good friend of hers, Bernadette. Chelsea quickly wiped her tears, as she forces herself to smile at her. "Hi, Bernadette... Are you going to start packing your things as well? Do you need some help?" she tries to act casual. "Look, it's not wrong to cry your heart out after what happened to you and Lance. Shit happens, and you came move on in no time..." Bernadette spoke, while pulling something from her bag. Afterwards, she gave Chelsea some tissues to wipe her tears. Chelsea started crying again, as she accepts the tissue from her. "It definitely hurts like hell, I know... But just like what I said before you and Lance are going to move on from this shit in no time. You'll realize in the future that everything happens for a reason." Bernadette spoke again "I think you're right. Thank you for being here with me, Bernadette. This really means a lot to me." Chelsea gratefully thanked her friend. "Anytime, Chelsea..." Bernadette responded. They bo
"Well, I have to agree that both of you guys made the right choice. You graduated with the highest honor, and Lance chose to continue to move on with his life wherever he is right now... You're both surviving, in your own way." Bernadette relayed her thoughts. "I just wish him all the best. And if ever we see each other again, I will apologize to him first, and congratulate him for making it this far. And I hope we can be friends." Chelsea poured out her real feelings. "It definitely wont happen in the near future, but it WILL happen. Let destiny work its way to you but for the meantime, you need to patiently wait." Bernadette gave her a piece of advice. "I agree. Just go with the flow, and let the universe decide for the perfect timing." Chelsea agreed. "And let's toast for that!" Bernadette suddenly announced, as she raises her own glass in the air for a toast. Chelsea raised her own cocktail glass as well, and clinked it with Bernadette's glass. "Cheers!" they both said in un
"Oh, my goodness! Is that you, Chelsea?!" Lance unbelievably asked, while looking so excited. "Yes, Lance. It's me. It's nice to see you again after so many ages! How have you been?" she asked back, getting all excited as well. They both gave each other a friendly hug. After giving each other hugs, Lance looked at the beautiful woman who was standing next to him. "Darling, I want you to meet Chelsea, and she's the one I talked to you about a few months ago." he introduces her to his fiancée. "Oh, wow! Lance said so many things about you! He said that you dated back at Southampton University!" Caitlin nodded, as her eyes sparkled in excitement. "I hope he only said good things." Chelsea jokingly replied. "Don't worry, I can assure you that I said a lot of wonderful things about you, Chelsea... Anyway, what are you doing here? Are you also getting married?" Lance started bombarding her with questions. "Oh, no. I'm actually with Bernadette and Lalaine, if you can still remember t
Many years have passed. "Are you sure you're going to okay, sweetheart? I mean, snows getting heavier and it's already freezing cold. Do you really need to do rehearsals today?" Chelsea asked her daughter, Callie who is now entering the Apollo Auditorium. It's already December and the temperature is getting low. "Mom, you know that being the lead actress in this stage play means a lot to me. You don't have to worry, I'm going to be alright." Callie reassures her mother. The freezing temperature didn't stop her from attending the rehearsals for the upcoming stage play. What really makes her excited is she got the main lead role, and not to mention, she is the only female cast in this stage play because the rest of the cast are consists of seven boys! As Callie is walking her way through the lobby, she immediately sees one of the cast members, Nate Anderson who is walking towards her direction with a smile on his face. "Good morning, Callie! Oh look at you, looking like
"Good morning everyone! I'm glad that half of the cast are already here. But the other two are not here yet. And now I'm thinking of giving a punishment for the latecomers..." the old director seriously stated. They started getting scared after hearing the Director. Director Oliver is really a disciplined man, and what he hates the most is wasting time... "Come to think of it, Grant and Edward are not here yet." Nate whispered at Callie. "Are they in a bad situation?" Callie asked in return. Nate, Chase, Kent and Randall all stared at her with dark expression on their faces. “More than you can imagine.“ Chase answered my question. She suddenly felt goosebumps after hearing his answer. "R-Really?" she said, almost in a whisper. "---Let's stop wasting our time waiting for those latecomers. Let's start with our rehearsals." Director Oliver quickly decided. "Yes, Sir!" all of the casts who are currently present said in unison. "I hope Grant and Edward could still make it." Cal
"Anyway, let's resume on our rehearsals." Nate suddenly suggested. "Are they both going to be alright later?" Callie can't help herself but to ask again. "Well, except for the muscle pains, they'll be okay." Kyle answered. Chase, Kent, Randall and Kyle joined the group, and Nate, the team leader, decided to take over the rehearsals. "Okay, everyone... We'll begin practicing the scenes wherein all of the celestial guardians are gathering to protect the heroine. Shall we start with that?" Nate asks for everyone's approval. "Let's do it." Chase nodded in agreement. All of the casts started looking at our own scripts, and they started throwing lines to each other. While the others are busy saying their lines while reading their script booklet, Nate discreetly moved near Callie and he whispered something into her ear. "Callie... Do you have time to talk later? I need to tell you something really important." he suddenly asked. She can feel his warm breath unto her ear and it sends