Unable to properly sort out my thoughts in the midst of the girls, i eventually decided to take my leave as well. Just merely the amount of attention i was recieving from sitting around the same table with both Ceres and Deandra —the numerous and countless gazes of the onlooking and passing cadets — was more than overwhelming enough to make me feel uncomfortable, and i still couldn't properly sort out or ignore my mixed feelings for Chelsea.
Seeing her abruptly like this, with all that was currently going on at the moment, made my whole thoughts, and every other thing as a whole, more twisted and messed up. I don't think i was still ready to face up to Chelsea, not yet at least. Not like this too.
I sighed out loud, the simple sigh holding the meaning and weight of any paragraphs of words.
