Arielle noticed that two security guards were trailing behind Marcus as the two men carried the equipment needed for Trisha's sand painting.
Stumped, Arielle asked, “Your dad's friend is Mr. Brown?”
Trisha nodded. “We're neighbors.”
Despite being shocked by the news, Arielle could understand why Trisha had never mentioned it. If it were anybody else, they would have kept bragging about how they're neighbors with the principal. But I guess it's different with Trisha. She's really a down-to-earth and humble girl.
Arielle grew fonder of Trisha.
She walked over to the entrance of the hall with Trisha.
Just then, a thin silhouette rushed past them and reached the principal first. Wendy was all smiles when she greeted Marcus. “Hello, Mr. Brown. Are you here to watch the rehearsal?”
Arielle let out a low chuckle as she led Trisha to approach Marcus.
The principal merely uttered a generic reply to Wendy before greeting Trisha with a broad smile. “Hey, Trish!”
“Hey, Uncle Brown.” Trisha smiled back at him. “Sorry for troubling you.”
“Ah, it's nothing. I'm glad that you're performing. Good luck! I'll be cheering you offstage.”
Trisha went crimson red as she nodded her head.
Abashed as she was, Trisha did not forget to introduce Arielle. “Uncle Brown, this is my friend,
Arielle, from the same class. She will be performing together with me. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't have the courage to perform.”
Marcus turned to Arielle and said merrily, “Ah, it's you, Arielle. I remember you. Thank you for taking care of Trish. She's quite a shy girl so you'd have to bring out her courageous self. You're more than welcome to look for me should you encounter any problems at school.”
Arielle nodded. “Thank you, Mr. Brown.”
“Ah, no worries. I watched Trish growing up.
She's like a daughter to me.”
Arielle smiled and said nothing. Then, she turned her head around to look at Wendy who was being completely ignored by Marcus.
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