Chapter 4

Monday

“Ok class, as you already know. Today we will have our homeroom officers election. But before that, let me introduce your new classmate. He just got transferred, and it’s a bit late. So I would really appreciate it if you would treat him nicely." The teacher said after greeting her students. 

“You may come in." Miss Spencer, their class advisor, called the attention of a student waiting outside their room.

The newly transferred student entered the room. It made the students of that class gasp. And they began to chatter and whisper at each other. Some are staring at the new guy like a statue. Not moving and as if they even forgot how to breathe. Some start squealing like they just saw their idol in person. Except for the three who are not bothered by it at all. They just keep playing rock, paper, scissors at their seats. The winner will flick the loser’s forehead.

“Shhh...  Keep your voice down. The whole campus can hear us.” Miss Spencer shook her head while shushing her students. “And the three of you there! Stop playing!” She added.

The three she’s referring to are none other than Sean, Dylan King and Marcus Williams.  They just fix themselves in their seats as if nothing happened. The new student can’t help but smile seeing them being silly as ever.

Dean’s POV

This is my first day at my new school.  My mother got me transferred at the last minute. Well, I asked her to. I always wanted to stay here and study with my twin brother Dylan. But our Dad didn’t like it and is very against it. He always insists on me studying in Irisvale. For the idea of having an opportunity to meet different people with high social status.  

At first, I was fine with it. I have stayed in Irisvale since I was 7, though at that time I had a nanny but still I really felt lonely as I always miss my twin brother. Our mother often travels back and forth. She would stay for a month with me in Irisvale and stay with Dylan in Kinsfolk the next month. It was our set up until now. But I decided to stay here for good. 

I don’t know why but something is pulling me back here. It felt like something bad was going to happen. I don’t know why I feel like this recently. My guts keep telling me that it has something to do with our parents. Dylan and I already know that our parents are not on good terms. Though we haven’t seen them fighting yet. 

“You may come in.” The teacher’s voice pulled me back to the present. As soon as I entered the classroom, the whole class went silent for a few seconds then they started making noises, chattering, whispering, mumbling and whatnot. 

I looked around and spotted those three dimwits. Unbothered by my presence as they are busy playing with each other. Somehow I felt envious as I saw them very close. And I feel that they are distant with me, especially Sean. 

“And the three of you there, stop playing.”  Then I heard Miss Spencer, she’s referring to my twin and his friends, as they are no other students playing but them. They stop playing then fix themselves and sit properly pretending like they didn’t get caught.

“Go ahead and introduce yourself." Miss Spencer gestured to me to stand in front of the class. So I did.

“Hi, my name is Dean King. I hope we get along well.” I just introduced myself briefly then bowed. I looked back to where my brother was seated, and I saw him whispering something to Sean and earned a light punch from the latter.

Can’t help myself but smile, that makes the girls in the class squeak. That hurts my ears, Damn. 

“Ok, please go and take your seat next to Sean. And you Mr. Dylan King go back to your seat.”

I just bowed slightly and walked towards the seat next to Sean. Dylan went back to his seat just right behind Sean, next to him was Marcus Williams. Marcus is behind me.

The homeroom officer voting starts.  It was down to selection of muse when my brother raised his right hand and sways it.

3rd Person’s Pov

 “Miss Spencer, I nominate Sean as muse!” Dylan blurted out. 

“Shut up! You're spouting nonsense!” Sean hissed. “Miss Spencer, please excuse him as he might have forgotten to take his medicines." He added, making the whole class laugh. 

Dean could only shake his head. Seeing his brother with his best friend bickering makes him laugh also.

“Mr. King,” Miss Spencer called out.

“Yes, Miss Spencer.” The two Kings answered in unison.

“Oh sorry, it slipped my mind.  Now we have two Kings in our class. Mr. Dylan King! For the second time already. Please get back to your seat!"

“But I’m still in my seat, Miss Spencer.”

“Then sit down. You’re already giving me a headache this early morning.”

“Oh, Miss Spencer, don’t get stressed.  You might grow wrinkles on your face. You’ll look old early. And it will not be good for your baby.” Dylan says sheepishly. Miss Spencer glared at him, if he wasn’t part of the King's family, he’d been called out for disciplinary actions already. 

“Miss Spencer, are you enjoying staring at my handsome face?”

Dean and Sean facepalmed. Giving the expression like 'I don’t know this person' look. Dylan King kept teasing their teacher that made their classmates laugh out loud.

After a while, Sean pulled Dylan’s uniform.  “You don’t look handsome, you look stupid. And you're being ridiculous. Where did you get that idea, huh? A boy being a muse? Did you hit your head or something?”

“Oh, come on, my lovely and beautiful best friend, Sean, a muse should be pretty right? And you’re the prettiest here in class, in the whole campus rather." Dylan says smugly.

Sean blushed not because of what Dylan said. But because Dean is staring at him while Dylan says  the last sentence. It makes him really conscious. He already got used to Dylan teasing him like that. But it’s different now… now that Dean is just right next to him!

“Right TB?” he then averted his gaze to Dean. Who he caught staring at Sean. He smiled mischievously. 

“TB? What’s a TB? Isn’t that a kind of illness?”  Marcus commented.

Dylan chuckles, “It’s twin brother. Yeahhh". He grins, expanding his arms in front of him, wiggling it while he shakes his body. The classroom was filled with laughters again 

“Ok, enough…  Let's continue.” Miss Spencer butts in, shaking her head with her student’s behavior. Dylan was a very happy kid and often does a lot of silly things but he is actually a well mannered kid and never hurt anyone. In fact, Dylan was the council’s President against school bullying.   

“Ma'am, I swear there is no one in this class that looks as pretty as my Sean." Dylan said very proudly. Unbothered by the glares his girl classmates throw at him. 

But in the end Dylan didn’t get what he wanted. No matter how much he insisted Sean to be the muse. He slumps back to his chair feeling disappointed. He pouts and whines like a kid especially when he heard his twin brother got nominated to be the escort. And of course it’s already decided. Dean got the position. 

On the other hand, Dean kept on glancing at his brother. Sean also did the same as he knows his best friend. He’s observing Dylan if ever there would be changes in his behavior.  As he knows Dylan often throws tantrums whenever he doesn't get what he wants, though he had never done it in public or in school but there are some cases that he would really throw a fit, but luckily this time he didn’t. Sean heaved a sigh of relief.

As for Dean, he just shrugged at the idea of him being the escort. He didn’t even participate in the so-called homeroom officer election. And for him being the escort is not really a big thing. As it won’t harm him anyway. Though he really thought it could have been really nice if Sean was his muse.