"Don't play with your phone" Ryan reminded her.
Her lips twitched. She was well aware of the rule. Although they are allowed to bring their mobile phones to school but are not allowed to use them openly.
"By the way, ask Lani to print the list of events with their respective dates."
"She's my secretary, not yours."
'What's wrong with this guy. Does he really need to flaunt that my best friend is his exclusive secretary? If it weren't him then she would be my EXCLUSIVE secretary.'
"We need that list and you know this too" Anyway she didn't express her inner thoughts and decided to focus on the issue. After all, she can't change the fact that her and Lani's plan has been failed thanks to Ryan.
"You should look for a secretary. You can't go too long like this. Just how seniors spared you?" He was wondering till this day just why no one bothered her to recruit another person to share her burden.
"Yeah! yeah! I need to find a suitable secretary. I also need to find a suitable discipline-in-charge."
"Is no one suitable...?" He was unaware as it was up to Layla to appoint someone as discipline-in-charge.
"Hmm... I haven't found any decent person. You see, the problem is that, that we can't appoint a bad student, they could easily misuse their power neither we can appoint an upright student when they might be unable to control some dire situations." She sighed. "It won't do any good to us."
"We have to look for some alternative or a capable student." Ryan gave an obvious suggestion.
She rolled her eyes. "True... But tiring. No one's appealing enough to be a candidate let alone discipline in charge."
They continued to do their things in the room before they would go to see Oliver again.
As the members of the student council, they can skip classes but that with a limit too. This means that they need to attend at least a certain number of classes too. Thus, it would be normal for them to stay at school longer to finish their works.
"It's nearing the time." Layla was nervous.
"Hmm. How did you find that Oliver was the culprit?" Ryan wanted to know the whole story.
"Since the leader of the music club couldn't obtain permission to look at the CCTV footage at her will, she came to me. You know, how arrogant that security room in charge is, he won't even let Lani look at the monitoring. Thus, when we looked at the CCTV footage, we saw that Oliver took some pages from Olivia's stuff. Only me and she knew about this till the morning."
She further continued explaining. "I went to Olivia, dragged her in a corner, made her spill the beans, I mean whatever she knew related to her brother's behavior. Well, I was able to uncover the fact that Oliver had been asking her for money for some time. But didn't succeed."
She rubbed her forehead.
"So, you chased after him with Olivia in tow only to ended up on a tree." He completed the last piece of the puzzle.
"Unfortunately, yes."
"Why wasn't Lani with you at that time?" He asked his remain unanswered question.
"She wanted to join us but that arrogant in-charge only allowed two people to enter. That's why she left."
Both Layla and Ryan moved in the direction of the infirmary unaware of the shock they will be going to receive in a few moments.
When they were near the entrance, Layla whispered to him, "Ahem, Am I going alone or--"
"Bring that girl to me" a shrill voice of a woman screaming could be heard. It was coming from the inside of the infirmary room.
"Tell me, she isn't their mother.!" Layla turned towards Ryan. She was tenser than before. It was quite a surprise that someone visited them on the same day on which this incident happened. "You met the doctor, right? What did he say? How's his condition?" She could feel her hands shaking with tension.
"He got some bruises. His wrist bone was dislocated. Fortunately, nothing was broken. By the way, he fixed the bone." Ryan explained with as much as a gentle voice he could muster.
"Without X-ray...?"
"He's an ex-army doctor." He reasoned.
"Right." His experience in the army made him capable to do so.
Layla took a long deep breath before entering the room.
As soon as she entered followed by Ryan, everyone went silent. They noticed the people present in the room. Mr. and Mrs. Park, their two children: Olivia and Oliver, and of course the principal to listen to their complaints and mediate.
Just as Layla and Ryan took a moment to look at those people. Mr. and Mrs. Park also noticed the highlighted badge on their chests on which their designation was written.
...
Meanwhile, when the drama in the room was about to reach another level, someone else was looking for the principal and was heading there.
"He is not in his office." Zou Haoran said to the person on the phone. He was talking to his mother.
Right now, he was looking for the principal because his mother had some matters to discuss with him. And, she didn't want to wait any longer when her son and his friends would be joining the classes tomorrow.
"Don't worry, I'm heading there. Why aren't you calling him by yourself, mom?" He was still thinking about why he has to go and give his mobile to the principal just so that his mother can talk to him.
"Because your mobile is safer. It has more security " she replied in her honey-like voice that could conceal her real age perfectly.
" I understand, mom." It was enough for him to understand that all this was due to security purposes. And his mother won't be taking any risks with their security. After all, sometimes making a call could be risky for them.
...
Mrs. Park glared at Layla after seeing her badge. "It was you who hurt my son." It wasn't a question but a statement. With this, she lunged towards Layla with the intention to slap her.
Fortunately, Layla was able to avoid the slap launched at her. "With all due respect Mrs. Park, I agree that it was my fault that he was hurt but--" Before she could finish her sentence, she was cut off in the middle. "Trying to give excuses when you have already admitted that you pushed my son." Mrs. Park was fuming. She was blinded by rage, if not because of Mr. Park who holding her back, she would have tried to hurt Layla again. "I didn't push him. And, I hope you won't falsely accuse me of a crime, I haven't committed." Layla decided to make herself clear hurriedly before Mrs. Park could accuse her again. "Mr. and Mrs. Park we can talk smoothly as you can see student Layla claimed that she didn't push him, maybe there is a misunderstanding somewhere. I don't think there is any need to act like this especially in front of a patient." Dr. Du tried to soothe the situation. He was trying to solve it in the best way without upsetting any of the
'A recording would...' Olivia and Oliver both paled. They could imagine their bad ending. "Why would Oliver try to steal something, we do not lack money to buy things." Mr. Park commented. He could not think of any reasons behind his son's said shameful actions. "From CCTV footage, we found out that the stuff, he took some sheets from Olivia's bag which was in the music room. He thought it was hers." Right now, Layla had no plans of stopping. She was going to tell them everything in detail. "The sheets, the whole music club had been searching were in his possession when I and Olivia went to him." She continued, "His actions have not only caused the trouble to the club, but to Olivia also. As for why he did so, it would be better for the siblings to tell you the reason." Every word entering their ear was like a shock to them. They were stupefied. The confidence with which she spoke was enough to tell them that their kids are the ones at fault.
"Mrs. Park, neither I called you nor I directed you to act like this, here at this hour of the day. So how would I know that something like this would happen, let alone arrange someone beforehand? Please, speak with logic." Layla took advantage of the situation and reprimanded Mrs. Park. Her words had no filter at all. After all, Mrs. Park was having trouble using her brain properly. "By the way, I forgot to mention but I'm a new student and I don't know any one of them since I haven't started attending classes officially. And, if you are unsatisfied with the decision, principal sir will make..." He paused for a second to take a good look at their faces. "...then feel free to call the police. I'm sure the law would be able to give an impartial decision." His voice was mellow and his smile was bright yet... This was enough to prick Mr. and Mrs. Park causing a visible change in their expressions. Calling the police was a huge matter when their own child wasn't
*bang* The door was slammed open harshly which made a loud sound by hitting the wall. "Don't release your frustration on the poor door," Lani said. Layla snorted in response. Lani lives in the Girls' hostel and Layla is her roommate, right now, whose distorted expression is enough to describe her foul mood. "Have something first. There are your snacks.” Lani pointed with her finger. “Anyways you don't look good with an empty stomach." Lani had later found out the reason why exactly her roommate hadn't come back from school. Thus, she decided to take care of some things beforehand. "Hmm. Lemme change. Thanks, Lani." In response, she just smiled. Having a good roommate i
In the middle of the night, a suppressed sobbing sound was resonating in the silent room. Although someone was trying hard to suppress their sobs yet the absence of noise in the room made it easier to discover.This woke Layla. She sat drowsily and reached out for her phone to switch on the flashlight. She roamed the light source in her hand and saw that a blanket mount was trembling on the bed. She turned on the lights in the room at the very instant.When lights flashed on Lani’s face, she pulled her blanket to block every ray disturbing her sleep but soon Layla’s worried voice calling Opal entered her ears. She snapped out from her dreams. "Umm…" Squinting her eyes, she analyzed the situation first then picked her mobile only to see it's 3:30 in the morning. There were still some hours left before they would start their day.
"You can't skip Sports class today." Layla said to the boy who was planning to skip the sports period again. Placing both of her hands on her hip, she didn’t stop her complaints. “Just because of you, I have to come up with a new excuse every time sir asks about you. Do you even have any idea how much he misses you.” Her last sentence was filled with sarcasm.Seeing her firm stance, Ryan sighed. He knew no matter what he couldn’t escape today. Like a tired person, he replied in defeat. “Fine, I’ll go to the ground.”“At least let him know you are fit and fine.” After finishing her piece of advice she left, trusting his words.…-Sports Ground-On the ground, students were engage
-The Canteen-"Let's sit there." Lani suggested, counting the number of people going to dine together in her head. It was supposed to be five people meeting but an uninvited guest, Zou Haoran joined them too. Well, his presence wasn’t that unexpected when they actually took his only friends in the school.Without wasting any time those four sat down. Zou Haoran and Opal sat on either side of Caleb. While Lani chose to sit in front of Zou Haoran leaving two seats empty.After some time, Layla and Ryan joined them. "Sorry, we are a little late."They run their eyes across the table to scan those three in front of them. Only Zou Haoran seemed to be a little out of place. Everyone was having a canteen meal except him. His food was brought by his driver, prepar
All the tiring classes were over. It was time to leave. Some were leaving, exhausted and some were filled with excitement in the anticipation of completing their plans. Meanwhile, Zou Haoran was waiting for his friends in the car. Not after long, Caleb arrived. "Where is she?" Zou Haoran asked, seeing no sign of Opal with him. Caleb just opened his mouth to answer but at the moment she came."Sorry, I was a little late." Zou Haoran nodded his head, "Let's go". They had plans to visit Zou Haoran’s new place. His parents bought a house so that he could live with comfort even if he is not with them. Their new school wasn't near to their residents despite being in the same city leaving them with no choice but to make these arrangements.