[Deenz/Enz]
Zefron grabbed my collar angrily and shouted, "What? Are you going to abandon me here? Traitor."
I slapped his hand, "Don't be so dramatic, moron. Let go of my collar, it will lose."
Shaylee hugged me and said, "What? I got the news that you are going to be part of the Special Section. As in right now? Can you do that tomorrow? We'll be throwing you a farewell party for you."
Why do I have a relative like this? They are being overly dramatic, but who knows—maybe they'll make it big as actors or actresses. It was hot, and I was having trouble breathing, so I did my best to pry their hands off my body. I turned around to see my classmates getting closer to me, hugging me, and starting to cry—all of them were female.
I'm pleading and I also want to weep, "Please, give me a break. Why are you all crying like I'm going to war? I'm only there and here, no need to be this overdramatic. Are you going to suffocate me to death? Come on folks, let me breathe."
I was delayed for twenty minutes, and I hardly made it out. I gathered what I needed and ran hysterically with Miciel. As I realized that we were a long way from the room, we halted. I inhaled deeply to calm my worries. That was the first time I had ever seen them acting so strangely.
Miciel says, "By the way, congratulations."
We're heading to the Special Section. "Thank you. I just didn't expect that to happen and sorry for what you saw there."
She said, "Well, you don't have to apologize, your classmates loves you. They embraced and sobbed like you were going to war. It's so different from our class."
"Can you tell me more about the Special Section?" I ask.
I need to learn more about that area before I travel there. They are rumoured to be extremely competitive and only associate with others who belong to the same social class as them. Because I'm poor, I detest complicated things like that.
"You already know that SS is a room of golden spoon kids, which is a fact. You will be the first one to be part of the SS as a normal person. To be honest, most of them didn't like it after they got the news. I think they know who will be put in the SS. I don't know how to express this, but it's like a battlefield. People are competitive and they chose people that have the same class and standing in life."
I said, "It's not my fault."
She reassures me, and I felt good, saying, "I realize that, but they have different types of brains. You just need to be careful and be yourself, don't mind the others."
Before we got there, we just spoke about odd SS-related topics. I must take a deep breath and trust the Lord to protect and lead me. Before I even had time to take a step, Miciel unlocked the door. The pressure is both unsettling and frightening. Miciel shoved me, and I was able to get in. I looked back and saw Ria looking at me from behind. Ria is a part of this section, which I entirely forgot about. Dumfound, how could you have overlooked your girlfriend section? But hold on, why didn't she inform me of this? They already know who will be transferred in this section, as Miciel stated.
Miciel signaled me, saying, "Hey, introduce yourself."
Before speaking, I adjusted my stance and eyeglasses. "I'm Deenz Jarrel Francisco, Deenz or DJ for short. Have a pleasant day." Miciel told me about them, and I'm not thrilled to know them.
Anticipate my girlfriend, who is looking at me. "Deenz, you can sit in the vacant seat beside Lady Verena," Miciel said, pointing to my seat.
"Not bad,"
"Although he has an aura, it cannot change the reality that he is only a member of a regular class."
"In terms of total ranking, is he second?"
"What a waste. He's a nerd."
They have the capacity to speak more loudly. When I can hear them, there's no need to whisper. Are they mindless? Undeserved brat.
Miciel grinned at me, "Don't mind them and take your seat."
I gave my thanks and made my way to my seat, pausing to look at Ria. She didn't even glance at me while she sat there. Is it wise for me to approach her? Does she seem bothered by it? Just as I was ready to look away, she turns around. My heart skips a beat when she murmured anything after her first stiff attitude softens.
"Congratulations."
She then returns to being expressionless and turns away. I bit my bottom lip because I realized I was expressing myself oddly. Although it's a simple word, her cuteness had me in tears. Why am I so fortunate to have her?
I felt so exhausted after a week of being a part of SS that it was unlike the last time I was just in a regular class. Although they have independence, their assignments and activities are more challenging and sophisticated than those in a typical class. I noticed that my mind was wandering. My teachers have told me that since I only belong to the SS, I must double my workload. Are they attempting to murder me while I go through this?
I whirled around to look at my girlfriend's face and she asked, "Are you okay?"
I said, "Yes, I'm fine, I'm just exhausted after studying nonstop for a week, thanks to the teachers."
I nodded as she asked, "But you're almost done with the double tasks, right?"
Yes, I said. "That's the first time I've experienced agony from studying," I said, anticipating being free at last the following week.
We've set a date, and now I can introduce her to my family and introduce her to them. We are waiting for my father at the airport. In order to create a surprise, my mother and my sisters decorated the house. They were unaware that I would also be bringing my girlfriend. Two days ago, I was able to ask her about this issue. She consented, which surprised me because I had assumed she would decline.
She tries to calm herself, "Maybe I should be the one to ask you that question, Are you okay?"
She has a nice side, "I'm just worried and nervous."
I closed the distance by holding her hands. She followed me, and I believe it helps her to calm down. "I'm here, and I'm confident they will love you as much as I love you. Okay? Now, relax and try to take a deep breath."
When I waved my hands, my father looked at me. I held Ria's hand as I moved toward my father to give him a bear embrace.
I greeted him, saying "Welcome home, Dad."
He glanced at me and said, "Long time no see kiddo. You're taller than me." He stated that with pride.
His gaze switched to her as he said, "Yes. Oh, by the way. Let me present my girlfriend, Dad."
She answered, "Welcome back, Sir," and turned her head to avoid seeing me chuckle.
My arms were in anguish. She is pinching me, and I can see my father's face as he suppresses a smile.
"I can assist you in making an arrest if he threatened to make you his girlfriend," the father added.
I said, "Dad, please don't look down on me like I'm some kind of pervert, just give us a blessing."
He tapped my shoulder and looked at my Ria, "I can't believe that you have a gorgeous girlfriend." He smiled and continued, "If my son gives you difficulty, let me know and I'll give him a proper beating. Just call me Daddy since you are part of the family."
Ria's expression relaxed and she cracked a small smile. We hastily returned home after the conference since my older sister keeps inquiring where we are. As the airport is far from our location, it takes an hour.
My father was shocked when we arrived safely after the arduous journey. When I look at Ria and my cousins, I squint my eyes. I drew her away from the crowd so I could speak with her.
She asks me, "What happened to you?"
She nods, "Remember the guy who always comes along with me, my cousin?"
She answered quietly, "Yeah, I saw him inside."
I'm trying to calm myself, saying, "I didn't pull you here to hide, but I want to know that it won't make you feel uncomfortable, I don't want you to think that I'm embarrassed to show you to them, it's just that I want to safeguard our private."
She gently strokes my cheeks, which helps me to relax, saying, "It's okay. I understand what you meant, and thank you for telling me."
When I saw her charming smile, my cheeks started to get red. She is adorable and stunning, just like cherry blossoms. She surpasses the cherry blossoms I saw in terms of beauty. I opened the door after we finished talking, and they turned to face us right away.
"I'd want to take this chance to introduce someone since my entire family has assembled," as she presents herself. "I'm not crazy, this is Verena Nymeria Vantecord, my lover, binibini, and langga."
They have always assumed that I am crazy and have a vivid imagination. I underestimated how bad the folks would be. How did they end up in my family ha? What an embarrassment for Francisco.