Novelas y relatos de Scaramouche X Debate Club

“School is pretty hectic but nothing I can’t handle. My team won their first ever court case last week, so everything is sailing smoothly at the moment.” “Wonderful!” Mr. Rousseau exclaims. “Focused, ambitious women will always rank first in my books.” My eyes are firmly fixed on my plate, but I can feel the second Mr. Rousseau’s gaze lands on me. “How about you, Scarlett. Are you a college student? What are you studying?” I raise my head, but before I can respond, Vivienne beats me to it; “Probably some boring liberal arts course,” she says with a stiff smile. “Something quick and easy. Right, Scarlett?”

Add that to the background of the sea makes everything perfect. I relax and start to eat as conversation floats around. Alexander asks about school and the kids are answering him happily. “I’m thinking of joining tech club,” Liam says. “What do you all think?” “I think you’re too dangerous to have there,” I say, raising an eyebrow. When he steps back in surprise, I add, “I’m kidding. Of course you should join. They need your talent there. What about you, Sophie? Still thinking of art club?” She nods as she takes a bite of shrimp. “I want to. But I actually need to win the painting contest next month to be qualified to get in.”

The girls made their way to the front, settling into their respective seats—Joy in front of Fiero, Mika sitting in front of Moses, and Miriam directly across from Samuel. "Alright," Mika began, pulling out her schedule and tossing her hair over her shoulder. "What clubs are we joining?" She flashed them a smile, clearly eager to get into the swing of things. "Debate club for me," she announced. "I need an official platform to destroy people with words." Moses gave a nod of approval, his eyes half-closed, earphones securely in place with the volume turned low. "Good choice. Verbal homicide suits you." Mika grinned, clearly pleased by the compliment. "You're damn right," she replied.

Chivalry is really dead. Fortunately, the moon shined brightly and beamed on us so there was enough light, I could hear howling from a distance, as people walked in and out of the club, and the trees and bushes ruffled loudly due to the wind. It was scary, is there a horror movie shooting going on or something that I'm unaware of? Scarlet frowned and pouted as she tapped her head trying to figure it out, then she shrugged her shoulders, "What?" "Imma cashew" We laughed together really loudly clutching our abdomens. Trying to kill our boredom, we started to crack jokes and laugh as were on crack, but now I was running out of them, this was the last I could think of.

As the rep of the crossword club walked out of the students council room dejected, I watched Liam grab another paper and go over it. “What is this opening ceremony in art club? Fifty balloons? No way, y’all are gonna cause global warming. Cancel it.” he said and tossed the paper aside. “Debate club needs money for new printing papers? Next time, when you print something, use both sides.” he tossed the paper aside again. “Music club needs another AC? Don’t turn on the ac if it’s not hot. Use the fans.” he tossed the paper aside again. “Come on, Liam. It’s hot everyday. It’s either hot or hellfire hot.” the music club rep objected.

“You know Mr Hale?” “No, not him.” he said, standing from his chair. “Jace. let’s take this to the couch over there. I would like you to feel as relaxed as possible.” I stumbled out of my chair. “You know Jace?” my surprise was evident in my voice. He took the armchair facing the couch. “Not better than you. But yes, I know Jace. We’re rivals in chess club and also in debate club. Your friend was a very good cheat, I’ll give him that.”

He said in a more stern voice. “Yes, we agreed upon the vision of the Occult Club having the Halloween event be as magnificent as it can be, but not to the point of traumatising the participants.” Excami retorted back, annoyance being more evident to her voice as she still found this part being exaggerated just being for the sake of what the Occult Club wanted. “And besides, please consider the students. Not everyone is fond of the scary stuff unlike the Occult Club. In fact, most of the students here are a scaredy cat!” This time, Excami shouted.

Maya hated that it worked on her too. “Some of you are here because you’re interested in debate. Some because your friends dragged you. And some because you heard there’d be free food.” Laughter rippled. “There’s no free food.” He added. “Sorry to disappoint.” More laughter. Easy. Natural. He knew exactly how to work a room. “I’m Idris Vaughan, final-year Architecture and Debate Society president. In the next twenty minutes, I’ll try to convince you that joining us is the best decision you’ll make here. Then my colleagues will debate so you can see what we actually do.”

I thought this was supposed to be a minor face off, guess I was wrong. “Relax, you look so scared, I'm not going to bite and you are totally welcome to join the debate club. We could use more members for now and you don't even have to be good. We'll brush you up or in your case make you a whole wig,” I wasn't sure how to respond to her sarcastic statement. I was definitely not scared of her– uncomfortable, yes, but nowhere near scared. “I'm not sure debating is for me, but you did pretty well,” I answered simply, trying to kill her with kindness like my mother always said.

SWORD FIGHT After making their deal, June and Ian were making their way to the class together when a poster in the notice board caught June's attention. "Ian!" he excitedly called and pulled Ian by his uniform. Ian stopped walking and turned behind to look at June who was grinning widely and pointing at bright poster. Ian frowned but leaned towards to read the poster. To celebrate the pride month, the drama club is going to host a drama.6 It is of a forbidden love between two Lords who disguise themselves as suitor for a lady, only to get closer to each other.