The first bell rings and the students started running down the halls, as if they were being chased. While me over here, is slowly marching all the way to my classroom. I stayed up late last night, and it is obviously because of my Math teacher, who told me to self-study.
Sliding the door open, there stood the teacher and the whole class were looking at me.
"What?" I exclaimed. "First time seeing a late student coming inside the room?"
"You are indeed late, miss Copley."
"Somebody has got their sassy pants on," I heard one student whispered but I brushed it off. Closed the door and walked to my seat. I'm in no mood to talk with anyone right now, I didn't sleep well last night.
"Why are you late?" Yuna begins and I rolled my eyes.
"What is the reason?" Vene adds in.
"Deither was the reason." I answered quickly.
They gasped, staring into each other's eyes and then back to me. "We didn't know that you have that kind of relationship!" Vene screams.
"Sir..?" I raised a hand, as it caught the attention of the teacher in front.
"Yes, Copley?"
"May I go to the restroom?" I politely asked.
He crossed his arms, marching over my seat and glared down to me. "Student committee."
"Eh?"
"You and Zeandro," he continued and I grew confused.
"Excuse me, sir? I am not sure what you're talking about. What is th-"
He swiftly turned himself around, getting back in front of the class as he smacked the board with his palm.
"We have two weeks to prepare for the school festival."
School festival?
"We are doing a cafe."
What? And I am the one in charge of this?!?!
"The guys being the butlers is common, so I'd like you to switch places. Girls will be the butlers, while the guys will be the maids."
"WHAT?!" The boys protested, standing from their seats but this stubborn teacher of ours won't back down.
"I don't ever want to wear a dress!"
"Wearing pants as we serve customers is great, we won't have to worry about what we wear."
While the girls are enjoying the idea, the boys are flaming up. They wanted horror house instead of cafe, if it's them who are going to wear maid costumes. But me? Oh me.. someone help me!
"Can you cook?"
"Eh?"
Zeandro was next to me which surprised me, just a few minutes ago, he was on the other side of the room and now, he's here. He and I barely talk, he's the most quiet guy in the class, yet the smartest. I can understand why the teacher chose him to be the student representative, but me???? Why the hell did he choose me?
"It was because you were late, and wanted to go to the restroom. Even though, you just got here."
"Huh?"
"That is why he chose you."
"But, I'm not smart! He could've chosen Yuna or Vene!"
"Do you cook?"
"Yes," I answered right away.
"Do you like facing people?"
"No..."
"Then you'll be in the kitchen," he smiled. "I'll go with the guys, serving customers in a dress."
"You're okay with it?"
"Obviously not. Who would like to cross-dress as a girl?" He answered. "I just want it to be over with.. can you sew?"
"I can.."
"Then you make the costumes. Fifteen butler outfit, another fifteen for dresses. It's all settled.. you have two weeks to finish al—"
"Hang on!" I screamed. "You're really making me do all the work?! By myself?!"
"You're the student committee. Isn't that your job?"
"And your job as well! We are to unite the whole class and work as a big team! But you are giving me all the work?! What will I get from that?!"
"Recognition."
"Excuse me?!"
"The teachers and the whole class will recognize you from it." He replied with a cold expression. "Oh.. Copley is such a good student. We should be more like her! She deserves respect!"
"What did you say? Do I look like someone who is hungry for that?!"
"Are you not?"
Pushing the man in front of me, placing my arms on either side of his face, I glared up to him. The rest of the students were looking at the two of us but I couldn't care less..
"Listen here, I am not looking for anything and I never wanted to be the student representative! You may be the smartest kid in our class, but that doesn't mean that you had earn my respect. Do you know what you deserve? Pity."
"I beg your pardon...?" The man cornered between my slender arms moved to stand up straight and tall, but I did not show that I was scared.
"You've got zero friends. You've got no one."
"Do not compare me to the likes of you," he glared.
"Excuse me?"
Zeandro suddenly threw my arms away, making me groan for it really hurt.
"I don't need any friends. And I don't need your opinion on me- someone who's fallen in love with her teacher."
Eh?
"Sev—"
"Mister Fajardo!" Deither suddenly showed up, smacking Zeandro's head with his little notebook as he gently rubs it.
"Congratulations on being chosen!" Deither exclaims, "It is a job that's perfect for you! After all... you're the guy that aces everything."
Zeandro groaned low in his throat, but it was enough for me to hear. He diverted his blue eyes on me once more before walking past me.
"Thanks," I whispered to the man who just saved me. I am eternally grateful to him.. if he didn't sprout up, I would never know what to do. It's still a puzzle to me though, how did that guy know that I like Seven? He was about to announce it to the whole class!
"I think he was at the roof deck that time," Deither responded and I was snapped out of my thoughts immediately. "If he was not, then there is no way that he would know. He might have overheard our conversation at the deck, for him to know about that thing."
I gave out a defeated sigh. What would I do? Someone that is out of my circle knows that I am in love with a teacher.. in my school. I don't want to create any trouble for Seven.. if only I had kept my mouth shut!
"I won't let him speak," Deither added and I looked at him.
"What do you mean?"
"I'll talk to him," he smiled down to me. "You can ease your mind and think about the school festival. You are the student representative, Sana. Do not let your class down."
"If Seven ever heard about this.. it'll disturb him. I really never have any plan to let him know how I-"
Deither suddenly grabbed my shoulders, which eventually silenced me as it took me by surprise. Then he chuckled, followed by a flick on the forehead and a head pat.
"Relax..." he breathes in and out. I did the same and it helped me to get myself together again.
"I told you, I'll speak to him." Deither reassured me, shaking my little petite body as he gave me a smile. "Zeandro is a good kid, despite of his cold personality. Trust me," he winks.
"But-"
"Good luck with the cafe!" He screams, playfully messing up my hair and disappearing from my sight. He must have ran out of the classroom. Although I really am worried about it, hearing Deither that he would not let it happen, made me feel kind of relieved. I really wish nothing bad would happen after this...