Arrrggg.... my head hurts. Going to the amusement park and riding those extreme rides was a wrong idea for vacation specially with both Chels and Amaryllis, I can't understand why those two loves strong punch gutter rides. Inhale, take a deep breath and exhale - Haahhh.... repeat again inhale take a deep breath and then exhale - haahhh.... that help a little at the very least it cleared my thinking. I look beside me and then there her was peacefully sleeping sideward towards my position, making her hands on the pillow touch her cheek in a fetus position. The sunlight was softly kissing her face illuminating an angelic figure. With her hair spread out in the sheets , her slightly white yet tan skin, small red lips and black eyelashes, it was a sight to behold.
I could stare at her forever and never get tired of it. But every time I do that she would playfully slap my face to the opposite direction. She really is an awkward kind of girl. Amazing, she does not boast about it but she had achieved many things on her own despite being young. I have always admired her from the very first time we met.
I was a freshman at Lyncean High School same with her , I was not really aiming a high standing there nor to be part of the special classes. Not because of silly reasons like finding that class as arrogant and feeling high and mighty, its just that my brother is already a part of that class only a year older, so me being in one is kind of cliché and to be honest a part of me wants to move away from being in his shadow. To not stay under the title "The Genius' Brother".
But then it happened. Me, together with ten of my classmates from the regular sections were called to attend the said special science class. We were picked by the principle basing on our average in the first semester, I did not planned for it but i guess that confirmed I am in the top ten huh.
To be honest even though I did not care about things like that, I was also nervous, it was said that they take things really serious, the teachers also praise them for being in various competitions be it dancing, sports, or academics. And also the fact that they were mostly famous for having fights with teachers regarding lessons. I was planning to decline the offer and continue with my recent class, however the teachers said to give it a week and if we do not like it, we are free to go back.
Monday, the first day of class with the special class students. Just merely the first hour of the day and it was already suffocating. We were given chairs in between the old students and were separated from our former ones. But contrary to our believe, they seem a little held back. They did not recited at all, my classmates from my previous class were the ones to stand out, they recited in all subjects and even created a silent competition with each other, did not argue with the teachers and did not seem to care about quiz results. For that, I know that my former classmates started to underestimate them, thinking if this is the so called special class not amounting to so much. I don't know if its intentional or if they just want us to be relaxed. That is, in the first day of course. What we did not know is they were all warming up to us. To see our capabilities and to measure our knowledge. That is when I proved the rumors to be true. They do not leave a stone unturned. From the very first subject they already showed their prowess, so overwhelming that we could not keep up.
The following days was a sure hell. We were bombarded with outputs, quizzes and assignments me and the other nine barely keep up. But they had no worries whatsoever. That kept on for a week and now I know the reason why they did that what they did. They did not recite because sometimes either they are lazy and just uninterested in the topic. The week past like a hurricane. Fast and destructive. The nine excluding me were reduced to seven. The two Lily and Anne cried after that week and begged our teacher to let her go back to our old class. Unable to refuse because of the deal and their tears, Lily and Anne went back on the pretense that their schedule of going home is in conflict with the special class schedule. We eight know it since it was only kept a secret to the others, but I think they know, they just did not want to antagonize them or they simply just do not care.
Months passed, I felt a little comfortable with the whole class, I guess the others did too. Besides the same things kept on happening although more assignments, more quizzes and more outputs kept on coming. I also found new friends and discovered that they do not just read books and participate in contest. Like us they are also students that like to have fun. They jam during breaks, tease others and gave crazy nicknames. They are crazy and weird at the same time, it was hard to believe they were the so called cream of the class, well if you forget the fact that they all have the average grade of 90. Little by little we were settling in, until the fated last examination. I wanted to deny it but I could not. I started to love it here. Their quirks and weirdness was already embodied to me. That it was lonely of even thinking that I would fail. But it did not happen surprisingly I passed. Feeling happy I continued my daily life accepting the fact that I am a permanent part of this class I use to hate.
A month after that, it happened.
"Your going to do a stage play next week. I need three leaders. In the count of three stand up and go in front." Mrs. Reyes said our literature teacher - which confused me.
"Who's going to be the leaders if she's not calling any names?" I ask Grey my seatmate.
He just smirked and said "You'll see."
All of a sudden two girls and a guy stand from their seat and went upfront. The guys was Zed Travis, the girl with short hair is Alexandra Castro and the one with long black hair that extends to her waist - yes, she is Amaryllis Falcon.
She is famous in class - mostly because of her attitude and habits. She often comes to school late, does not care about her appearance - sometimes she comes in wet hair not even comb but is tied in a bun. It amazes me how her hair till goes straight after that so slick that one would think it is always taken care of.
"Okay we have our leaders, here are the mechanics. You will play an original and will be given a weeks time preparation. You will perform it at the school gym. I invited three judges to rate you and other than that we will also use a voting challenge to determine the winner. The leaders will be the one responsible in giving grades to members. The first will be exempted in the upcoming exam. That all, you can start now." she said and left.
"Eh!" how about the groupings? I ask to myself. She did not say anything!
"Chris what are you doing?" Grey ask and when I turned to him he was already standing so is the whole class.
"Where are you going?" he furrowed his brows and looked at me like a head had just pop out of my neck.
"To my group were else?" he pointed at the second group being led by Alexandra.
"Eh! your group? Were you all grouped before we came? Why did no one told us? Or are we just gonna go at the group we want?" looks like he got the idea why I was panicking and started chuckling and looking at me in amusement.
"No silly, we used the counting method. One is Zed, two is Alex and three is Amaryllis from that starting at the far eastern side to the last student we count one to three. Remember we used it the last time too."
"Oh! now I get it. Sorry they just told me my team so I did not catch that on. Thanks."
"No problem, now I'm number two so your number three. Your in Amaryllis' group."
"Her group huh! okay thanks I'll go to her now." I said and waved my hand at him. I was about to step out when he grabbed my hand making look back at him.
"What do you think of her?' he ask
"Huh?" who is her?
"Amaryllis." Oh! our leader.
"Well, I can say that she is by far the weirdest one in here."
"Weird huh." my neck tilted to the side, confused on what he is trying to say. "Word of advise, she is a pretty hardcore one. I know since I have worked with her in most of out group outputs. Don't be stupid and you'll be fine."
"Stupid? why?"
"She is a little hard to impress her and is a savage. I'm not saying this to spite her nor to say that your stupid. I'm saying this as a warning. That girl holds no barrel. She is smart, creative and witty, that is why she don't like her group mates acting silly." he said those with intense eye contact and an expression that says I'll go through hell I got goosebumps.
"Hahahaha, your saying it like I'll go in hell. Its just a play man." I tried to laugh it off but inside I'm screaming and my palm is already covered in sweat.
"You'll really be in hell." he said and hold both of my shoulders tightly staring me at the eye again and gave me a nod. As if encouraging me before I go to battle. "Just remember, act dignified, so you wont get chewed."
I glanced at the part of the room where my groupmates are collecting. I round my eyes on them and accidentally caught her stare. A stare so cold I froze at where I stand. She had such beautiful yet strong eyes that her gaze could penetrate you. I could feel a lump stock on my throat I had to swallow hard for it to be removed. I nearly even wet my pants because of that stare that indicates power and that complete obedience is expected of you.
I had a hard time to look away, in the end I only manage to do so because she look away first with a bore expression this time. I turned my head back at Grey and it seems that he too got sucked in her gaze and felt the same way that I did. When he looked at me again his eyes were reflecting the nervousness that he felt.
And then with pouty lips, and eyes that tried to convey determination but failed miserably he said....
"Good luck, your gonna need it."