'What the hell, it's just a car.' Clement said. Ruellan flushed. 'Give that back Clement. How many times do we have to tell you not to enter in our building. Underclassmen are not allowed in here.' Kharel said. She opened her mouth to reply. 'Even if you have some business in here.' He added. Juniors weren't allowed to loiter around the senior building. It was located behind their auditorium and a covered parking lot. It was isolated from the main part of the campus that was designed like some kind of an old hospital. Beside it was a small canteen with modern touches of decoration and two old Plumeria trees at it's entrance. 228Please respect copyright.PENANAZf9IvfxKcn
'It must be painful and hard to keep going near someone who's clearly not into you. Just give it up Clement.' Ruelle said.228Please respect copyright.PENANAmhWFOR7xKJ
'Shut it nerd.'228Please respect copyright.PENANAp1PUFsGE9u
Ruelle followed her words in a exaggerated way. 'Get lost kid.' He added in the end.228Please respect copyright.PENANAeRGSSIbuSv
She threw his phone at him, stomped away and slams the door behind her. The other students left inside looked with little interest. It was a scene that happens repetitively. Kharel sighs and shifts in his seat. Closing his journal and tucking it inside his pocket. 'I wonder when that kid's going to stop being just a spoiled brat. Her brother's too doting on her, that damn Mihail.' He checks his phone for some damage. 'Kharel, how about lunch?' But when he turned back he was gone.
'We have some great artist at hand so you don't need to worry about hiring one. It'll be great to have some decrease on the expenses. If you want, you can check their other works to check their credibility here. One of them is a member of the local graffiti group called Mobz.'
'Also, I have a suggestion that instead of using high priced paints on the supplies for the second batch we could mixed them with low priced ones so we could save our budget for drapes. We'll only use 3 back drops for the whole play and the majority of the time would be highlighting or focusing on the actors using the spot lights. The unnecessary tiny details of the backdrops could be finished with that.' Fay said. She was shaking after saying it. She was not used to speaking out loud in serious group meetings like this. It made all sweaty in the hands and cold at the arms and feet. She was inside the student councils room facing the president himself, Krauss Guaren.
The last time she went here was being called for tardiness when she was in junior high. They were being called for a short talk. Krauss was efficient in his job and always uses the easiest and reliable ways to solve a problem. He has been voted 5 times in the council since his elementary years. In the recent weeks, it seems he was keeping her for her suggestions and opinions on several matters for the play. She doesn't notice this though.228Please respect copyright.PENANATPuBsNslEZ
'I'll consider that suggestion. I'll look at the works later and sort them out. I also need to think about what kind of style we need to use in the backdrop and so on and so forth. Anyways, all plans has been laid out and are already on the move. I hope that you'll stay on track and take note on not pushing yourselves too hard, ok? Dismissed.' Everyone stands up and heads for the exit.
'Fay, come join us for lunch this time, please.' One girl asked her. She was in the 9th grade and part of the school's journalism club. 'I'm sorry. I had taken my lunch earlier.' She apologetically pats her arm.
Both of them hears Ruelle calling out Kharel's name. Fay excused herself and went a floor up. She passed by a junior, by the looks of her uniform, who looked angry. She could smell her expensive perfume as they nearly touched their shoulders. It made her head ache.
'Hey Loki! You dirty dipstick!'
'Fay? Oh My God. I'm so sorry I suddenly ditched you like that.'
She punched his thin arm again and again.
'Yeah, Yeah, Ow! I'm sorry!'
'You think that's enough? I had to deal with those bags all by myself!' She continued to punch him and changed her target to his side. 'I'll make it up to you! I'll make it up to you, I promise!'
'You better be.'
'Were you supposed to meet with him?' Nina said. She was a beautiful girl with the sexy curvy proportions of her body. She was tall, and well quite funky even with her boyish-skittish personality. 'This idiot.' Siv playfully went to pinch his chest but he was able to cover it with his arm. 'I later found out about it when we were taking lunch. You see this?' Siv pointed at her wrists. 'They look like a 6th grader's arm.'228Please respect copyright.PENANArWqxBoS7DO
'What are you talking about? Her looks are deceiving you! She went studying Martial arts for like 4? 5 years?'
Fay laughed at this.
'So, you are saying that what you did was fine?' Nina said.
'No, No, no. That's not what I meant.'
'Then?' Both of the girls said in unison.
'I'm saying I'll make up for it!'
'Again, you better be.' Fay now said. The three of them looked at her, remembering she was still there.
'Man, once again I'm amazed at how ridiculously fast you could disappear in one minute.' Ruelle said. Both of the guys emerged from the comfort rooms.
Kharel's eyes were quick to land on her. For a second they look surprised. He then smirked at her before approaching.
'Yo.'
Fay nodded in response.
'Wait, you two know each other?' Nina said.
'Who's she?' Ruelle said discreetly to Siv. She shook her head at him telling him to shut up.
'Why shouldn't we?' He replied without taking his eyes off her.
'Can we talk? Just the two of us.' She said. The other four looked at both of them silently.
'Sure. Where's your lunch?'
'I don't have one.'
'Then, come eat with me.'
'Hey what are you-' Ruelle said but Siv covered his whole face with her hand.
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