Chapter Six

Chapter Six

I decided to go to the classroom when our second subject for today began. I put back my vape inside my backpack, I blowed out the remaining smoke from my mouth for the last time. I walked towards the second floor of the building, I even passed by some freshmen at the stairs. They gave me way and I took that chance to walk like a queen. When I got to the second floor, that's when I heard their murmurs and whispers to each other about me.

Damn backstabbers.

I relentlessly went to the room, without any emotions on my face. I'm starting to like this facade of mine. When there is people, I'm a fierce and brave girl but when I'm alone, I'm crying like an infant inside my own room while holding the picture of me and mom. That's why I'm getting annoyed so easily when there's someone who cannot notice how aloof I am.

"Van, you're here! Why did you skip our first subject? We took long quiz and it is already a sample of our reviewer for the upcoming exam this week!" Rocelia appeared on my way to my seat with her usual cheeky smile.

And like what I said, someone who cannot notice me being distant, someone who is her. Now, I'm getting annoyed again. I thought I'll finally find the peace I want but then again, I'm wrong. I looked at her blankly.

"I don't care for the exam this week. I want to sleep, studying is only for the nerd like you and I'm not a nerd. Got it?" I smiled sardonically.

She left with no words to utter. Her lips slightly parted. I guess I became very harsh to her but whatever, she need to realize that I'm not putting up with her as her friend. Classmates, maybe, but friends? No thank, I don't really need that cringe relationship. For me, friends are just a burdensome. I've learned enough from the people I have once called friends before.

I sat on my respectable seat. I crossed my legs and my arms, rested my back finely and held my chin up, like a total villain. Rocelia also got back to her own seat and I noticed her distant gaze, she's barely looking at me and I think she's avoiding my look. Until our professor entered. I just shrugged and yawned. I tilted my head and looked in front, boringly.

I crinkled my nose and breathed out. This is awfully boring! What's the challenge of school, really? What's the fuss about the lessons they keep on teaching us? I really don't get why most of them are calling the school 'second home', like what the heck? I can't feel at home at all. Home is where you can rest and have the peace, this is the other way around. A fucking suffocation.

Fina-fucking-lly, the bell rang and it's says lunch time! I took my backpack and stood up. I frowned when my classmates went out the room like birds who just escaped from their cage.

"Ouch!" I flinched as I felt the weigh of shoe on my feet.

"S-sorry!" That's when I realized it's Rocelia's shoes.

But before I could make a reply to her apology, she immediately walked out fastly. I took a deep breath and watched her fading figure. It's better this way. I don't wanna get close to someone anymore.

Few of my classmates have greeted me while I'm passing by the hallway of the second floor. I didn't greet them back, of course, I know that tactics. Damn fakers, maybe they are hoping a treat from me. No way, honeys. Your facades are no use.

I was about to go downstairs but before I could do that, I saw a glimpse of familiar disheveled hair there on the first floor. So to see it clear, I moved near the railings and I can't help but to smirk evilly when I realized who is he. Yukenzo is walking slowly while reading some papers he's clutching. I know his back too well. Even without facing him, I know it's him. A prim and proper posture. So gay.

A sudden idea popped up in my mind. My smirk grew wider. This is gonna be fun. I left the railings for the mean time to search for the trash bin and probably luck favors me because I found one trash bin at the side of the stairs. I walked towards it and carried it. It's kinda heavy but I can still bear with it.

At last, I got near the railings again. I giggled silently when I saw he's still there, being distracted by whatever he's reading. Oh well, good timing. I carried the trash bin above the railings, I opened it and without a blink, I poured all of the garbages to him. I jumped in satisfaction. I saw how his world stopped. I'm more than happy knowing he stinks. Some students have passed by, stopped too and watched him being a stinky statue there.

I moved away from the railings so that they won't see me. I also saw how some of my batch ran downstairs to see what's happening to their so called president. I even saw Rocelia with them, she looked at me then down to the trash bin near me. She gave me a disappointed look before she left. My smile slightly faded. I tightened my fists.

Why I'm being affected anyway? I should feel glad because I beat the SSG president! That's what they get for messing up with me!

I removed the dirt on my hands and chose the way to the other stairs. I left the building and walked direct to the cafeteria. I pushed the door and the moment I entered the place, silence occurred. They stopped from talking and they all turned to me. I arched my brow and didn't give a damn. I marched straight to the counter to buy my meal. I crossed my feet and lazily rested my elbow on the counter top.

But my gloomy eyes narrowed when I felt a pair of depths staring at me. I roamed my eyes and there I caught a guy holding a hamburger, he's not alone, he's with a girl. I can tell he's from senior batch. My eyes narrowed more.

I know I'm not hallucinating nor paranoid! He really was looking at me earlier! I even caught him but he moved his eyes to the other direction in a snap!

"Here's your meal," the clerk pulled my senses.

I turned to her and accepted the tray. I chose to sit near the suspicious guy. I noticed his uneasiness when he realized I'm in the near table. I doubted even more. I held the utensils, my move made a sound. I got his attention, he looked at me again. Timing, I caught his stares. He met my icy eyes. He isn't familiar, definitely not.

He looked away first, like what I suspected.

My grip on the utensils tightened. Who is he? And why is he looking at me like he's spying something?

I should be more careful from now on. There's only one thing I'm sure of and that is someone is watching my every actions inside the campus.