JEON
In the front, advisor plops hand to rostrum.
"Tomorrow, after class, all clubs will start accepting admissions," he says. "The admission will last starting tomorrow up to the last Friday of the month. It is not compulsory, but I'm encouraging you to join at least one club to enhance your skills and interest."
Short haired girl's sneaking eyes the clock time to time. Other peeps in front look like doggies gripped to their owners but truth is, they're bored too.
"Please don't be afraid to raise any questions."
As if these dead asses gonna do that. Know what they want, to come out the room.
"Since it seems like no one has a question, you can prepare your things now. Goodbye."
They stand. I do the same.
"Goodbye teacher."
Grab mah backpack cuz am more than ready to see Jetflicks
"Goodbye." hear a voice near me.
I look mah right. A red haired girl stands with nothing but frecks on face. Oh...
"Thank you for your kind words, Ms. Drumm. Farewell."
She smiles. "You don't have to be so formal with me. You can call me Pamela."
"If that is what you want, who am I to refuse? All right," I offer hand, "Pamela."
She grasps it in a handshake. Behind her frecks colors up red color of her cheeks. Creepy. I take mah hand back.
"I am very sorry, but I am occupied for today. If you may, please excuse me." I say.
"Sure. Bye Jeon."
"Yes. Thank you, Pamela."
Strolling down the hallway makes me see peeps feeling close to each other. There's a boy clinging to girl's hand like a brain dead depending on life support. PDA again? Seriously?
Bunch of redheads are on the way. It reminds me of red hair. Just remembering her touch's enough to give me heebiejeebies. Jinx on her, she ain't mAh type. Besides, Matt is on mah radar.
Wonder how's he doing?
Suddenly, I notice an approaching shadow. Buff P.E. teacher appears front of me with sweat wetting down his chest. He's hot but his face's ugly.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Longboom."
"Good afternoon. Are you busy?"
"My schedule is free today." wanna take me home?
"Oh. Can you help me out? "
In bed? "Sure. I am happy to be of your service."
He smiles but it looks forced. "I've been roaming the whole campus asking for help since earlier. You're a lifesaver, Myers."
"I am glad. What is it that you need help with?"
"Are you familiar with Storage B?"
So it ain't it?
"Yes. I am familiar. It is the storage room that is located near the infirmary."
"That's the one! Please help the other students carry out materials."
"It is all right by me, Mr. Longboom."
"Thank you, Myers. You're actually the only one who agreed to help without any constraints. I'll repay you next time."
"There is no need for that. I am doing this not for the reward but because I wanted to help."
"Ah. Sure. Please go to the Storage Room."
"I will."
He walks away. He goes to the way where a familiar office slut is shaking her ass off
Great. Am so sick and now am framed to lift something?
I walk to the Storage. After time, I reach the intersection. On the end's the same ol door.
"How's your day?"
"The usual."
I hide behind the wall. The steps echo and boy with white hair crawls down the way. Braggart? Next him's a kiss addict. Smooch? Heck.
"Are you going to come on Sunday?" smooch asks.
"Yes."
That's combo's an oddball for sure.
"Maybe I should have my room prepared." smooch says.
Braggart shrugs without even looking at him.
They're getting in a room? Friends with benefits?
They pass by without noticing mahself. Don't really wannabe involved with smooch cuz I made him and his playmate angry. And braggart? Don't give a damn to that brat. But it's better to be away from him, Matt and him ain't friends.
I turn mah right then go straight the room. Behind the door, some guys are already lifting towers of books
Boy in the middle looks me while shuffling a folder in his paws. He got black hair and small eyes.
"Good afternoon."
"You're going to help with the materials too?" he talk yawns.
"Yes. Mr. Longboom told me to help you."
"Just get the books you can carry."
"I understand."
Walking the table, I stack 7 books. Much as wanna do thin things, all's left are thick ones. Oh, but these ain't that hefty.
"Bring that to the library," he says.
"All right."
I walk the opposite way. The shortcut. Brown floor, white wall, rooms with plates, everything round me's looking all the same. But at the distance, a boy's kneeling the floor.
His head's glued down while books messed up round him. Coming closer, see his face is covered with long bangs like the one in emo band. Gerard Pay?
I come down next to him.
"Excuse me, are you on your journey to the library?"
Emo kid nods.
I give him the stack of books I've cleaned up. "Here."
"Thank you."
Weird. Prolly an outcast. I ain't wanna be into some outcasty stuffs for I stand behind and watch him go.
His shoulders ain't drooped but posture ain't either. His skin's pale and bone's real seeable. Poor thing.
After he's gone, I walk straight ahead.
Other boys already walking outta library. They're bunch of Whites, Koreans, Chinese, and other idk creatures. They don't greet me, so I don't say a word too.
An old hag's sitting on the big table on mah left. She's frowning and pouting. Kinda like octomaynard from spongedave. I'm aware she's an old pussy, and I let her be without words.
There are stacked books on the table. I place mah liftings. I leave then.
Outside, benches ain't so full but there are still many peeps and most em are just chilling to taste the summer vibes. Not me though. Really wanted to be in mah den, feel the AC then watch Jetflicks, not this scorching afternoon fire.
Walking, a taxi stops near the sidewalk. I wave to driver and run.
*Beep!*
I grab the door.
Cold air touches mah skin. Comfort comes at me.
"Jeon!"
No.
Freakin.
Way.
Sitting the car is a piece of red hair I know well enough. Should I bolt?
"I thought you already gone home." red hair says.
Tsk. Too late for that. Guess, I need to face her.
"Not really," I say. "Mr. Lonboom have asked my assistance for an errand."
"How wonderful. You're really dependable."
Not for you though.
"Come on. Join me here."
"Thank you for your kindness."
I take the empty seat next to her. Cushion's soft and comfy but her sugar-smelling scent kicking mah nose.
"So, you're also living at the dorms, huh. I thought that you're living outside the school."
Good thinking. Won't be sitting here if that's case then.
"The reason for my stay there is due to our house being distant from District 2."
"What a coincidence! Our house is far from here too. I'm from District 7 by the way." she pouts. "I really miss it there."
"Maybe you should pay a visit every often so." yeah. Go back there. "Summer vacation is a good opportunity."
"I'm definitely going. How about you? Don't you miss going back home? Ah! Wait, you're American right? That makes sense why yours is so far." she raps.
"Certainly. I want to visit; however, no one lingers in our house ever since my mother died."
"T-that's terrible. I'm sorry for bringing that up."
"I appreciate your apology, but I do believe that it is not necessary. 3 years had passed since her death."
The taxi stops. I spring from mah seat and fly away.
"Hey!"
"Yes?"
"See you again tomorrow. Alright?" she's smiled so much her face becomes paper.
"Sure. Take care."
I dash.
Many peeps round me but I still run. They stare but ain't gonna give shit.
Enter our room. It's empty as usual. I pass Matt's door.
*thump...*
I stop. What's that noise?
Nah might be mah delusions.
*thump*
I put mah ear in mah door but there ain't a thing so I turn to Matt's door.
*THUMP!*
The sound gets louder.
I flinch. A robber?! Grabbing the knob, the door blasts off.
I clear mah throat.
"What are you try-"
"Hah! Jeon?"
Inside stands a tall shadow. With nothing, it's only wearing black boxers. Bare torso's ain't thin. Shoulders look mighty. Matt?!
"I... I am very sorry. I thought of a burglar invading your room."
"Yeah. Thanks for the concern?" he's wearing a shirt now.
The shirt he's in shows wetness of his neck. It's hot. I wanna lick... I wanna bite...
"Hey!" his voice pulls me back.
I feel a hand on mah shoulder. Looking, the hand's from Matt.
"Are you ok? You look stunned."
"I am sorry."
"I guess you should? But it's no big deal. It's not like you're trying to peek, right?" he smirks. "Or you really do?"
What the? "N-n-n-no!" mah voice cracks.
"Besides, this is the second time it happened, and the first one's much worse."
Ack!
I bow down and bolt off.
"Hey, wait."
Mah room fronts me, and I sit the floor. Shit. This is deadly. Gonna have heatstroke and seizure at the same time.