Chapter 1: It all begins with a rumour
I saw her sitting there, with her face slumped on the table out of sheer exhaustion. He arm was stretched across the table. Her face was facing towards my direction and I was admiring her beauty. Her snow white skin with those red plummet cheeks and her, well there's nothing to talk about her because for me, she's the most beautiful person I have ever seen. The class was very noisy although it was night 'prep', which was supposed to mean that the students should be quiet. Night 'prep' is called silent hour for a reason. I should have been able to hear if nails were to drop on the floor if they ,my classmate, would follow the rules. However, no matter how much I tried to get myself annoyed by the busy environment around me, seeing her makes it all go away. Nothing else matters. Not the sweet smell of almond cookies that one of my classmates brought to class earlier on neither the fact that my classmates were quarreling over some idiotic stuff. All that matters was her.
"Hey, aren't you supposed to be the one making sure things are toned down here?" said a soft gentle but somehow raspy voice.
There stood in front of me, a boy about three quarter of my height, dark olive skin, dark brown eyes starring me with intent as if trying to dig my deepest darkest secrets. The boy have elfish features, broad square face, a little crooked nose (just a little. Not even half of it) a broad smile with dimples on the left side of his cheeks, except for the fact that he does not have pointy ears. Give him a green hat with a dingle bell on top and a green tracksuit any time of day, with those muscular body of his, he could be an elf weightlifter.
"Are you listening to me?"
I snapped out of my trance. "Oh, yeah..." I was still a little dazed from.... you know from what...
"Now go on. The juniors are making quiet a ruckus." I lifted my self from the chair,although I wanted to stay, but he was right.
It is my duty.You see a few months prior to this event I was elected to be one of the prefect board's members. I'm the Head of Academics. If you are thinking : "WOW!! THAT'S AMAZING! You must be really smart!" take that back. When I was given this responsibility I actually felt like I was being handed my death sentence.
Needless to say, I DON'T like it. Despite that, there's always a trump card being a PB(Prefect Board) member. I can be very 'convincing' with people.I walk up the flight of stairs, face down, watching the pavement of grey with it crooked edges. The staircase is a little steep. The architect that built this school was certainly not trying to do his best in designing the school. As I climbed up the stairs the noise became louder. In my head I was thinking, 'It must be them again'
I reached the 3rd floor where only the form 1's and 2's were up here. Divided by the staircase heading upstairs where the form 1's block on the left side and the form 2's on the right side. It was clear to me that the form 2's are the one making the noise, and I have a pretty good guess that I know who it is.
I take the right turn from the stairs and headed towards the second class from the center staircase. The night breeze is rustling through my hair, whistling in my ears and the cold is lingering through my spine. I dared myself to face left, betting that it was the same group of students. The moment of truth awaits as I turned my head to the right.
There' in the middle of the class stood a group of boys, one or two taller than me, the rest shorter or about the same height as me, talking like they were miles apart but in fact were just next to each other. I can guarantee if they pick up their volume just a little bit more, than the whole school could here them and I would DEFINITELY get into trouble... The noise just keeps getting louder by the minute.
'I must do something' I thought to my self.
As lazy as I was, these are my juniors for heaven's sake. I don't want them to get into any trouble... I put on a smile on my face and gave the classroom door a knock.
KNOCK!
No respond? Two knocks then.
KNOCK! KNOCK!
"Excuse me?" I said aloud. The class went silent.
"Hey, it's the R-Man!!" Said a boy from the group.
He is a tad taller than me. Fine, he's around 15cm taller than me. Happy? He wore a very thick black rim glasses over those dark, deep, brown eyes of his. He have a white pale skin and his hair is neatly combed to the front right. They were oily, black and thick. Luscious in a way. The whole class went silent and just stares at me.I was getting nervous. Eyes were starring at me and I can't read all of them.
Happy? Surprised? Distaste?
I couldn't tell... All I could tell was that all of them were waiting. Waiting for me to say something.
"Ok, guys... err.. and girls..The whole class easily!!"
They all looked at me awkwardly."I'm not here to tell you guys to keep quiet, although it's silent hour and you're suppose to, but, we are still humans... In fact, my own class couldn't even keep silent.." They laugh.
Well, in fact that was the truth. No sane student would ever keep themselves shut for more than an hour!! It's tiresome and completely dead boring.
"You guys can talk but please!! PLEASE!!! I'M BEGGING YOU!! Keep the volume at a minimum. Kay?" I begged.
They paused. Thinking of something? What exactly. "Okay bro!! Thanks" said the whole class.
"Thanks."I muttered.
I turned my self, ready to head away from the class, when suddenly I remembered something. I turned around and stick my head at the front of the door once more and said
"Could I see those group of guys outside of class?"
They all stared at me and one by one, they walked out to the corridor.
The cold night was not doing me a favor as I was sitting on a ledge, my back on iron bars, the only thing that differs me from alive and sitting and falling dead flat on the pavement three floors below. The group of boys were sitting across me, leaning on the classroom windows. They were quiet a few of them. I remembered was one of them was stub, chubby with a soldier style haircut. Another was skinny, olive skin, shorter by two inces than me and had a scrawny look on his face. The glasses boy is also there.
I took a short breath and puffed, "Ok, boys. What is going on? This is like the 5th time I caught you guys talking aloud like this. What's the problem?"
They shared a look with one another and then stared at me again.
"Well?" I asked.
"You swear you would never tell anyone?" The black glasses guys asked in an aggressive tone to more like demanding.
"It depends.."I shrugged.
"Swore!" He asked whilst staring.
"Fine, I'll swore to it!" I give in.
"It's about the form 4's and you new prefect board's members." He whispered in my ears...
Hearing it makes my heart raced.. 'What is it about us? What is he talking about? What rumor is lingering at this school about us?'What did we do wrong?''
My eyes stared into his in horror. He sneered. He have something juicy on us and I can just smell it. He have that evil look as he utter the next sentence. Something that happened that night still took time for my brain to fathom. However, something that he said next was still ringing in my head.
"The form 4's end"
Chapter 2: A Normal Day ( I wish)
The next morning I was sitting in class. I was in my additional mathematics's class but I have no interest in it. My place was at the front left side of the class. Just before the door but right next to the window. The sun was just rising above the horizon. The morning was musty and breezy. The morning mist was making the view outside the window fuzzy.
It's hard to believe that the day was starting with a shimmering ray of light ever since what had happened last night. What the boy said last night gave me the jujubes. I remember after night prep was over I had dragged myself straight to dorm. Even with my friends still in the festive mood and a s happy as day, I wasn't in one.
'It's okay. He's just toying with me' I thought
He's toying with my emotions. Trying to make me off balance. What He said couldn't have been true.I paused that thought. However, it could be possible that he was telling the truth.
NO!!! What was I thinking!! These are my friends I'm thinking badly about. I should have faith in them. Deep Inside I knew that I need to talk to one person. And that person was...
Knock!Knock!
Everyone even the teacher looked at the door. It pulled me out of my thought. Speak of the devil. There he was. A boy of dark olive skin tone, black spiky hair with glasses on. He was lean but muscular in a way. He have that charming smile that can steal a thousand girls's hearts.
"Zeal" I muttered.
"Ryan" He smiled back at me.
"What do you want?" The teacher asked. She was in her twenties and she's a practical teacher. Her skin was white and she have this kind face that you should not be mistaken there's no fire hidden within.
"Sorry to bother your time Miss Sydney but I'm just here to inform something." He said giddily.
As energetic as ever. Fits his namesake; Zeal means energy anyway. I thought.
The teacher raised her eyebrows and Zeal tensed. Haha. He's so funny that way. He can get uncomfortable easily if people were to give him looks. Quite a surprise since he would always have girls all over him all day long. .
"Mmm. To all Prefect Boards.. err... prefects, we have a meeting today at the Prefect Room at 5.00 in the evening" He smiled. He skipped a bit at where he's standing and thanked the teacher and walked away. He was passing by the window when I said, "Can we meet later on? I have something to tell you."
"Kay. Gotta run. Later then, Ryan." He smiled and then jogged off as if the hallway was his track field.
I turned around only to see the teacher folding her hands over her chest. A drop of sweat trickled down my forehead. She gave me 'The Look'
"Care to share Mr. Ovalier?" she asked.
Hehe
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To be continued.....
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