RECENTLY RETIRED FAMOUS YOUNG ACTOR ENROLLED IN UCD; FOUND RUNNING ALONG A FRESHMAN GIRL
It had come to my attention that recently retired famous young actor that most girls fantasized to be their boyfriend, Brión Siadhail, was found to enter Professor Feargus Seaghdh’s Chemistry class in UCD’s School of Chemical and Bioprocessing Engineering earlier today. Gossip has it that he arrived late for his first class, and Professor Seaghdh called him as ‘Mr. Beltrami’ than ‘Mr. Siadhail’! We don’t know what’s behind this, but the man was no doubt to be Brión Siadhail himself!
According to sources, Siadhail sat down next to a red-headed beautiful and charming girl, and that she looks familiar. Girls, what do you say about this?
And did I also forgot to mention that just at the very second that the class was dismissed, Siadhail held the girl’s hand and simply ran off the room? Yes, you’ve read right. Our sweet pairing ran off like they are shooting some movie at that very moment. But might I remind you that they ran off because of Siadhail’s fans trying to catch him?
Everyone, you are not alone to have countless of questions about what’s going on, and what’s currently happening. But if it is indeed true that Siadhail is enrolled in UCD as a Chemical and Bioprocessing Engineering student, and for him to simply hold the girl’s hand to run with her, it means that we are slowly in the brick of finding out who is Siadhail’s famous childhood friend or lover. Also, we might finally know more about Siadhail’s family heritage and his real identity in the days that are to come.
After all, we’ll be seeing Siadhail around campus much more often then. We’ll keep you updated about Siadhail, and about this mystery girl.
—Chitchatted UCD Gossip
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I already anticipate that news or even gossips will start appearing, and that will also involve me. But I didn’t realize that it will be this fast. Not to mention that a group calling themselves ‘Chitchatted UCD Gossip’ will release such. And not to question that they probably know every student’s number for them to send such message.
“Hey, you still there, Ada?” Airin inquires me, snapping me out from my own trail of thoughts.
“Uhm, yeah,” I answer. “I’ve seen their message as well.”
“I wonder if the gossip is real, but if it is true… I really want to see Brión myself! But that red-haired chic is one lucky gal!” She comments, “That somehow reminds me of you. It is not uncommon to find a red-haired girl in Dublin. Not to mention that is one trademark of a born Irish girl!”
“Yeah. There’s countless of red-haired girls enrolled in UCD.”
“You think the gossip is true?”
I shudder and cast a look at Sam, who nods at me. I can see it in his eyes that there’s no denying anymore. I finally answer, “It’s true. My first class is Chemistry with Professor Seaghdh. Siadhail arrived late.”
“And then?” Interest sparks on her voice. “Is it true that he sat with a red-haired girl? That they ran away after the class?”
“I didn’t pay attention to him. Professor Seaghdh won’t tolerate such chaos.”
“Anyway, I gotta go. Next class is on. My professor in Music Theory and Musicianship is such a hottie, and the one for the Introduction of Music is one old hag!”
“Watch your words, Airin,” I remind her, trying to play it cool still.
“Later then, Mi Adá.” And then, she finally ends the call.
I sigh heavily as I lower my phone and see the same message of Chitchatted UCD Gossip. Upon finding it, I instantly delete it. I then look at Sam, who appears to be looking at me with much more of a heavy intensity.
“We can’t hide the fact to Airin, as well as to Peter, the truth for a longer time,” Sam explains as he stands up and crosses his arms across his chest. “I shall tell them the truth.”
“I don’t think I’m ready. I share this secret with you, and then… Airin won’t forgive me for keeping the truth from her.” I didn’t realize that my voice breaks in a sob. I didn’t even feel my eyes water, not until I cover my mouth to hide my sobbing against my hand that I feel the trickle of tears down my cheeks. “It’s my fault that you need to keep it. I just need to let Airin not freak about it. I… I don’t think…”
“Trust me,” Sam insists as he suddenly cups my face on his hands, urging me to look at him straight to the eye. His thumb brushes the tears on my eyes easily as he continues, “So… I’ll face this crowd of people, tell them that I don’t want to answer any of their questions. I’ll completely divert it away.”
“How about your real identity?”
“I’m still contemplating about that. But, since I’ve enrolled here on my birth name, my father wanted me to clearly end everything and tell the truth of my real heritage.” He smiles and squeezes my cheeks. “So no, brush away those tears. We head separate ways—me, a floor below, you at this floor. No one would even realize that we’re together at all. I’ll clearly play it cool, but I can’t promise that I’ll arrive on time for our next subject. That’s…”
“Mechanics,” I reply as I slowly urge him to remove his hands from me and I brush away my tears by the back of my hand.
“Ah, right. Mechanics. By the way,” he says.
I watch him removes his jacket. After all, I didn’t realize that he’s wearing one. I take it when he hands it to me.
“It’s reversible,” he explains. “Wear it the other way around. Another thing, put on your glasses so they might not easily recognize you. Change the style of your hair as well, put on some earphones, and…” He reaches out for my bag and starts removing its content.
“Hey!” I demand to him. “What are you doing?”
“You won’t be needing this bag until this issue finally dies and everything settles. That leaves you to carry this one.”
I stand up from my seat and silently slip on his jacket on the reverse way. As it appears, the jacket is leather on one side and cotton on the other. Right now, I have the leather one out to see. Afterwards, I realize that Sam had put on his usual disguise, but instead of dark tinted sunglasses, he is wearing some weird reading glasses.
“I need this,” Sam answers my unspoken question. “If I don’t, I won’t make it to our next class relatively safe.”
“Oh.”
After setting his disguise, not daring to turn away when he lifts his shirt over his head. I instantly lift my hands over my eyes, tightly closing them up for me not to see more of him, even if I already did few times before. I hear him chuckles as he reaches for a hoodie and finally pulls on the hood over his blonde wig. He then places my bag inside his and clutches his bag in just one shoulder. He reminds me, “If I ever didn’t make it to class, just text or give me a call. I must meet with you along with Airin and Peter after class to be true.”
“Okay,” I reply with a heavy sigh as I clutch onto my books, notebook, sketch pad, and music sheet book closer to my chest.
He smiles at me again and ruffles my hair, which style I’ve changed from one French braid to a messy low bun. “See you later, Óinseach.”
“Later as well, Amadán.”
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