Semua Bab Secret Spy in High School: Bab 151 - Bab 160

SSHS 151 It is now the official start of spring. No longer the cold weather and the cold breeze of Monday mornings. The snow was melting and they were letting the green of the grass to be alive and glisten under the sun and glimmer like a new found gold. The birds are back to their cherry self and singing the songs of spring, they are now all hanging around the trees with the new leaves and waiting for the fruits to grow and feast on it. The flowers were painting the walkways and the ground of the La Florence Academy with a vibrant and colourful twist in it that every student walking could only bear a smile. All students welcomed spring like a long awaited day. They all basked in the morning sunlight as they stalled in the open spaces and had a chat amongst each other. That is to say it only lasted— that happiness and contentment only lasted— until someone mentioned the Finals. The spring started at the very end of April and everyone was happy to see the snow melting and the warm

SSHS 153 Far from the range of the students walking by yet close enough to stare at the Student Council Vice President doing her reviewer. Clever position indeed. A clever person too. As the sun went from its glorious peak and down to the horizon, painting the sky a magnificent hues of purple, blues and greens, that also marked the end of the classes for that day. Half of the students went home with a smile on their faces, deeming the day productive and that they deserved a well- earned rest after that rigorous studying and running from one building to another just to obtain some notes or to get tutored. The other half deemed this day not as productive as they thought and so they went home or to their dorms with a downcast face, saying to themselves that they could have done more if not for those other students constantly bothering them for a note or for a tutoring or two. Nonetheless, everyone had their own perspective on this day and made some adjustment of goals in their lis

SSHS 155 “Hello? Mr. Ben? Anyone inside?” the voice asked again all the while knocking at the same time. Whoever was at the other side of the door, they seemed to be impatient. The three people inside the office all looked at each other with a raised brow, nonetheless, Mr. Ben still answered them. “Who are they?” he asked. The person from the other side of the door immediately answered with, “It is us, Mr. Ben. the Student Council members. We are currently looking for Ms. Hestia Leblanc.” the voice of Damian sounded from the other side of the door. Then Excami was the one who spoke next. “May we come in, Mr. Ben?” her voice was a bit demanding yet still sounding innocent and sweet. “Yes, you may come in.” At that permission, the door immediately opened and the other three members of the Student Council presented themselves to Mr. Ben and the two other students inside his office. “Oh look, there is Hestia. We found her.” Arthur nonchalantly said by only glancing towards the room

SSHS 157 To say that the Student Council members, as well as a member of the Photography Club and Mr. Ben himself has constructed a plan— almost foolproof for tomorrow— the day that they will know who the mystery person stalking Hestia Leblanc is. But it should still be reminded that they are faced with very limited options and paths to take, and so their plan may not be as foolproof as it was mentioned above. And yet, here they are, determined to make this plan as successful as possible. After all, a lot is at stake here. They managed to work with so little information, that they were now walking towards the rooftop of the Club Building with a confident gaze and determined stance in them. It’s a good thing that they found a loophole in the love letter given by the mystery person— the stalker of Hestia. “Whoever they are, they are also geniuses for choosing the time to meet. 6 am mostly consists of the teachers arriving and the guards doing rounds.” Damian muttered as they all wa

SSHS 159 “What do you mean? It actually smells nice. Like strawberries.” Excami said as she was confused as to why Albert was scrunching and pinching his nose. “I smell jackfruit.” Hestia said, though she was also puzzled by the situation. It is unusual already for her to smell jackfruit at their location, but it was also unusual that Excami was smelling something else and Albert was grossed out by it. Then something clicked in her mind. She sniffed the air again and began walking to the direction she thought the source of the smell was coming from. “Hestia, where are you going?” Excami asked. Albert cannot talk since he was so grossed out by the smell that he cannot even move at all. Turning at the corner where Damian and Excami were placed according to the plan, she saw that there was indeed a small string of smoke coming from a box that was cleverly hidden— it was camouflaged in the wall, having the same colour as the wall. “Albert, come here for a second.” Hestia called out. It