Sunlight came through the open window of our bedroom. As I was watching the sun, it felt like it was waving at me, as if the sun is greeting me a good morning. I snorted at my own thoughts, before looking at Amelia who’s now ready.
I would usually be still in bed at this hour, but I made sure to wake up early because today, there’s something I am looking forward to, and that is to know the suspects behind the suicide of Nova Miller. And believe me when I said that I’m going to use up all my courage for today just to speak to the administrator to change one of my subject teachers into Mr. Wilson.
I wouldn’t mind if she thinks of me as someone who’s also attracted to that teacher, because I really can’t think of anything else to do in order to have at least a little conversation with that teacher.
“You’re up early,” Amelia told me, clearly impressed by my punctuality, I even fought the urge to roll my eyes. Oh, if only she knew that I sometimes wake up at 2 PM if there are no classes. And, if only she knew the real reason why I’m so excited for today, she might even hate me for it.
“Of course,” I simply said, before telling her that I’ll get going. And even before Amelia could say something, I was already out of our room. I really don’t have enough energy to have a talk with her, because I’m part of something that’s going to ruin what she leads, and I’m scared that if I get too attached to her, I might be the reason why our plan won’t be successful.
When I reached the lobby, I saw Eun and Lily already in their uniforms, and I really can’t get over how pretty they look so early in the morning. I even smiled when Eun gave me her usually bright smile. It was like a serotonin boost.
“Good morning,” she greeted me, and Lily also greeted me before she got back to reading her book once again. I smiled at them both, and Eun even went to me to give me a hug.
“How’s your second night here? Was it better?” she asked, as she’s hugging me tight. I wrapped my arms around her waist too and told her that it was indeed better than the first one.
“Enough with the hugging, some girls are looking. You know most of them doesn’t like it when you show too much skin ship, do you want to end up in the detention room, again?” Lily asked, as she brought down the book she was reading to her lap. And, yes, what she said was true. There are some girls who are now looking at me and Eun as we’re still hugging tightly. Some were giving us the judging stares, while some were even whispering to themselves.
I rolled my eyes, before slowly letting go of the hug. I even heard Eun whining and was even pouting, because she still wants to hug but I just shook my head at her attempt of making me hug her once more. I will never understand why this school doesn’t like seeing friends hug each other.
What’s wrong with skinship? Life is so hard, sometimes all we ever need is a tight hug from someone we love. And from what I heard, even though you and your friend just hugged, you can get into detention if another student tells the teachers that they were disturbed by your hugging.
It was so ridiculous. How can someone be disturbed by two other people hugging? I may not be as intelligent as my parents, but that’s just pure bullshit! Maybe some girls are just jealous that they aren’t able to express themselves more through skin ships, even if they want to since they grew up here where there is clearly a lack of love and compassion.
Maybe, it was also the reason why my parents never let me enter this school at such an early age, because according to my dad’s stories about his and mum’s love story, dad was the one who had a really hard time coming inside of mum’s life, since she basically builds up tall and strong walls around her, just so the people around wouldn’t hurt her that easily.
Once Jada and Zoe were here, we all went to the cafeteria to have our breakfast. I was hoping to have something to eat that can actually make me full for the whole morning. Since yesterday, we only ate bacon and black pudding.
Zoe and I walked side by side as the three girls were in front of us. Jada was guiding them both since Lily who’s in the middle was still busy with her book while Eun simply doesn’t care and was just clinging on to Lily while greeting every other student she sees a ‘good morning.’
Once we entered the cafeteria, some looked at us, because I’m still the new girl here, they were still taking curious glances at me, while some were looking at my new-found friends since they’re really pretty and their hair colors stand out.
We all went to the counter, and I smiled when I saw that the menu for today was something that can actually make me full. I gladly took my tray with all the food and went to our usual table.
Not even a minute when we were seated, I immediately asked them about the underground website that I read last night.
“So how do I get to have that on my phone? Since it’s like a secret app, right?” I asked them, and I was glad Jada was always there to explain what it was all about.
“I’ll send you a link later, and once you open that link the app will be installed on your phone right away. So, about the app. You can post anything you like, but always stay anonymous. Never put your name as the one who sent an article, okay? Since most of the girls here are practically rich, they can sue you for anything you reveal about them.”
“But it’s not all bad, that app can still be used as a way to help other students, and some even use that app to confess their love for someone,” Eun interjected, before giving Jada a teasing smile. I look at them confusingly for a few minutes, before I realized that maybe Jada confessed to Eun through that app, which explains the teasing smile Eun gave her.
I shook my head at these two love birds, before eating my breakfast. I was then shocked, when I saw Zoe giving the four of us some napkins and water bottles. I was thankful, but she really doesn’t have to do this. I feel bad that she does this, when she can just go get something just for herself.
“Thank you,” I told her and the others also thanked her. And my thoughts about what she did vanished, when I saw that genuine smile on her face after we accepted the napkin and water bottles she got for us.
I let out a sigh, before eating again. If Zoe is happy with doing this for us, then I see no problem with it. I just hope I can do the same for her someday, since we don’t know each other for too long, yet she’s treating me as someone whom she met and was close with ever since.
“Anyway, how was the file? Was there a case that caught your attention?” Lily asked me this time, as she puts the book she was reading inside her bag, because Eun has been constantly telling her to eat, and just read later.
“Oh, do you guys know Mr. Wilson?”
After I said that name, they all became silent. Even Eun, who's very talkative, stopped talking for a minute, before finally speaking up again.
“That’s a dead end. We can’t do that, I guess the one who gave the information to Jada in that secret file forgot to take it out,” Eun said, before giving me a smile. I frowned at what she said. Why would it be a dead end? The suspects are right here!
“Why? Then why was it still in the secret file then?” I asked, and I was clearly not having this. We can solve this case if we would just try. It would be such a waste to just let Nova’s death go in vain. And seeing Mr. Wilson still up there boils my blood so much.
“What? I was sure that it was already gone, maybe she brought it back. But why?” Jada asked, as she checked her phone to see if it was really true that Mr. Wilson’s case was really brought back.
“We can fix this case, guys. We already have some evidence, so what’s really stopping you all from doing something about it? Are you not scared that something similar that happened in the past might happen again?” I asked them, I wanted to raise my voice, but I know I can’t. I was also scared, because someone might hear us.
“I know, we want that too. But we’re only following orders, okay? We were told that this case shouldn’t be brought back again, so I don’t know how and why they bring this case back in the secret files. We’ve been dying to solve this case ever since, but we always fail. Maybe that’s why they tried to stop us from doing it, but now that you’re here. . .”
“Maybe we can finally solve it.”
Jada looked at me, a smile now on her lips. I smiled back at her before giving her a nod. I looked at the other girls, and we all gave each other a nod. A sign that we will do this case, there’s a reason why this is brought up once more now that I’m here.
“We’ll have them suffer the consequences of what they did to the victim.” Lily looked like she wasn’t paying attention, but that was what she said before the school bell rang. It was time for me to go to the administrator to have her change my teacher in Mathematics.
“That’s not the way to the classrooms,” Zoe told me when she saw going to a different path, but I gave her a reassuring smile.
“Don’t worry, I have a plan.”
I left them even before they could ask more questions since I really don’t have enough time for it. I need to do this as fast as I can so that we can finish this case immediately.
When I finally reached the administrator’s office, I went in, but what shocked me was when I saw Amelia inside, and it seemed like she was also talking to the administrator, but stopped when she saw me. I gave them both a polite smile, and the administrator motioned Amelia to move and she called for me.
“What is it that I can do for you, dear?” she asked, and I immediately told her the reason. I gathered up all my courage even though Amelia was just right there, she’ll be able to hear what I’m going to be requesting, and I’m scared that she’ll think of me differently because of this petty request.
I took in a breath, put on the most pretty smile I could in front of the old administrator before speaking up.
“Can I switch my math teacher to Mr. Wilson?”
It was so quiet. Awkwardness was what I felt as we walked. Our footsteps could be heard as we were headed to Mr. Wilson’s classroom. The rooms that we passed by were closed, and even though I wanted to at least say something, I know I just can’t. Walking the quiet corridors alongside Amelia was never what I wanted. I had always been the confident gay among our friend group, but being with Amelia who now thinks that I might be interested in men too is so suffocating. Especially the fact that she might think I’m actually interested in Mr. Wilson is so disgusting. Whatever happened back with the administrator was just not what I had planned to happen. It was never in the plan to have Amelia inside the room to hear me plead just to have that predator as my freaking professor! If only I knew Amelia would be t
Students are slowly going out of the room, one by one they go, while some gave gifts to Mr. Wilson first before they would finally leave. My eyes widened when I saw just how much those gifts cost. Some were from Chanel, some were from Gucci and some just looked like it really costs a fortune. But then I realized that almost all the girls who are studying here came from rich families, so it shouldn’t really be at all that surprising. I looked at my wristwatch to see what time it was, I frowned when I noticed that it was almost lunch time, and it looks like I’ll be left behind with this weird teacher as the other students would eat their food. I can’t believe I really exchanged this for food. His class today was three hours long, and I almost stormed out of the room after knowing that some girls really made this class up to three hours just so they could be wit
I was walking alone, the bell rang so other students didn't really care about their surroundings, if they bumped you, they'd just run as if nothing happened, since tardiness was never a good thing in this school. But because I’m not quite aware of what punishments they gave students who are late, I took my time in walking, and there I heard everything that I shouldn’t have. “You can’t do that, Madam. I worked hard to be the winner of last year’s Fall Singing Contest. If you’d give them to another student, wouldn’t the press know?” I heard a voice of a girl said, and it seemed like she was crying. I stopped on my tracks, and despite my gut feeling telling me to continue on walking, I stayed in my place and decided to listen. ”If you’d do this, then the other students would stop bullying you, isn’t that what you want, Ms. Jones?” the teacher asked, and I fought
Loud chattering can be heard as I was inside the school’s cafeteria together with Jada, Eun, Zoe and Lily. It was already six days after I came here, and from my experience of staying here, all I can say is that this school is a mixture of chaos and peace. The girls are well-mannered only if there are eyes watching, but completely the opposite when there are no hawk eyes that would watch their every movement. It felt so suffocating to be monitored all the time. Most of the teachers here are really scary and intimidating. They would shame you even though you did only the littlest of things they consider as bad. If only I can tell the whole world just how bad this school handles their students, then maybe Whistler High School for Girls would’ve gone extinct. So, to those girls who grew up here, I really couldn’t blame them. Especially Lily. She’s now a student
Deep breaths escape my mouth as I try to calm myself down as I feel the stinging sensation that the cotton with alcohol is giving my wound. I hissed when I felt it stinging again, and Zoe, who was treating my wounds could only give me an apologetic smile. I groaned when I tried to move my body. It felt like I was going to faint any moment from now, if not for the pain I was feeling. I already drank a pain reliever, and was only waiting for it to finally kick in. I let out a groan once more when I felt the cotton with alcohol touching my bruised face again. “I’m sorry,” Zoe told me, as she’s now cleaning the things she used to treat my wounds. When she’s about to go and throw them away, I stopped her by clinging to her arm and moving her close to me. She seemed shocked with what I did, but I just gave her a smile.
I never knew that food from school parties would taste so good. I was quietly sitting while eating as I waited for Amelia to finally come to her senses and at least hope she at least tries to find me. Eun even told me to go and just grab Amelia out of there, and spend more time with her, but of course, I was opposed to that. I thought we’d end up dancing, instead this is what happened. Amelia can spend her day with her friends, I really don’t care at all. So what if she forgot about me? Her very own date? It’s not a big deal. Not at all. I munched on the food I was eating frustratingly as I know there’s still something inside me that’s hoping to have Amelia to come and search for me. That blonde girl didn’t even introduce me to her friends even though I’m her date! I don’t know why she was easily distracted like that, but I shouldn’t really care anymore.
What would you do if you find out that one of the teachers in your school was just sent away, but have the victim who’s also the school’s student be expelled?Of course, I’ll riot.Whistler High School for Girls made a terrible mistake in making sure that this news won’t ever come out of our campus. I don’t get why they have to expel the student also known as the victim! Because from what I see, it should be the teacher who should be punished severely, and not the student who is for a fact, a minor. I will never understand their logic.“I can’t believe they treated that teacher like a victim, when it was her who’s the victim!” Eun exclaimed, as we’re all inside her room. I couldn’t help but agree, it was seriously disturbing. The fact that mo
If someone told me that I would be seducing a guy way older than me last year, I would have laughed at that person and told him or her that he or she is completely out of their minds. Like, come on! Even if you bring out your mandem to try and make me feel attracted to them, I would have still barfed.It was no secret in my circle of friends back home that I’m gay. Because, you see, I’m not the only one who’s like that. I have a guy friend who’s also gay, and believe me when I say that we would always cringe whenever our parents would try to set the both of us up. It was always led by our fathers, and I would give them a small smile, acting all shy, but deep down I really want to make them shut up. So, what I am going to do today is really something hard.I have to seduce Mr. Wilson, but of course, as I do that, I will need to know what he did to Nova.“Okay, so remember that if you need back up, you have to press this red button on
If someone ever told me that I was such a pain in the ass when I was a baby, I would believe them because I knew that they were the one who were able to witness it, and despite being the one who does all that, I was still basically unaware of what I was doing. And this time, I believed my friends because they were the ones who were able to witness everything. They were all here before me, I was the new girl who still has a lot to know about this mysterious school. But despite being a transferee, I am able to quickly realize how dangerous this school really is. I don’t know why they kept on lying to me, but I would like to assume that they are all doing it to protect me from what this school could do to me once I find out hidden secrets that they made their students to never talk about. Ever. Nina. She was a victim, or that’s what I believe. But, she can’t be the villain here, knowing how kindhearted she was. She was the opposite of Rei who is known to be mean to others and only kin
It couldn’t be Nina, right?Eve sent me half of the things about the past regarding this school, and from that information, there’s only one thing I can confirm. And that is Nina and Amelia had a past. It would be impossible if they were only friends. Amelia isn’t the type who would show she cares for you even if you’re just her close friend. I gritted my teeth, trying so hard to solve all these mysteries, but it kept on leading to nothing. I want to get it right this time, but why does my mind tell me that I’m wrong again? I let out a deep sigh, before focusing on the teacher who was busy lecturing for an hour now, dang! Having 2 hours in Statistics and Probability sure can make my day worse than before. During the lecture, my phone lit up, so I opened it in secret not wanting to let the others know that I was using it since if they ever find out, my phone could easily get confiscated, and I don’t want that. As soon as I opened my phone, I was surprised, it was from Eve. I thought
Three Sides of the StoryOne is your sideThe other, is theirsAnd last is the Truth.What could be the truth?What could it be that they were hiding?They were so protective of their secretThat it made me want to know more about itWhat could their secret be?Is it really important for them to kill others just to keep it to themselves?Was death really the only way for them to protect it?Maybe they were just so cruelSo evilThat they believed death was the answer to keeping their secret a secretBut is it really?Don’t they ever feel guilt?How can they sleep at night, knowing that they had killed someone?Blood. There was a lot of blood shed. And I hope they find out soonOr else there will be more innocent killedJust for their own gain.
As soon as the student council’s secretary was out of sight, I was able to breathe fine again. What she told me made my blood boil, but then again, I have no other choice but to follow her stupid orders. And by supid order, I mean, her ordering me to stay away from Amelia or else she’ll have me expelled by her powerful father. I can’t believe she could do that. To go to such an extent just because her crush is not looking her way. If only she knew that it isn’t me that Amelia adores, it was no other than Victoria. But of course, what can she do against Victoria? Nothing. Victoria was even more powerful and wealthier than her, and maybe that’s why she’s targeting me, because she knows I have nothing. I’m just some peasant for her who can’t do anything. I wiped the lone tear that escaped my eye, before turning around, and to my surprise, I was greeted by Jada who had a serious look on her face. I was about to escape, but she was fast enough not to let me. “We need to talk,” she told
“People are ruined by challenged economic lives. But they are ruined by wealth as well because they lose their pride and they lose their sense of self-worth. It’s difficult at both ends of the spectrum.” - Malcolm GladwellThis quote opens our eyes about the sad realityHow hard it is for the poor to live in this cruel worldWhere they are treated like animals by the rich.Is it offensive that most of the time, the rich are the villains?Or is it really just how it is in our universe?Where those who are unfortunate are treated as slaves by people in power. Just like in their school, where the scholars are treated badly, just because they don't have enough money to pay for their own tuition.That’s why, what’s the use of wanting to change everything, when we all know we could never change it, at all?They were teenage girls who wished for change, but could they really do it?Do they have the means to do it?Or were they all just stuck in their own fantasy?It’s hard to change somethi
I didn’t know what to do. I had been avoiding everybody I am close with, and I know they’re thinking of any possible reason why I was acting this way. But of course, they would never know the real reason behind my actions. I looked away when my eyes and Eun’s eyes met each other for the third time today. I felt guilty when Jada even offered to make me sit with them, but I only ignored them. I haven’t been inside this school for so long, but I already feel like my life here has been so long, that all I need is to get out of here in hopes of making my mind calm from the storm that has been bugging it. With our teacher still not being here, I stood up from my seat and decided to go out and just skip this class. I need to get out or else I’ll get suffocated inside there. I don’t like how all the girls I am avoiding are inside that classroom. It makes me sick in the stomach, knowing that they’ll forever hate me once they find out what I had been doing just to be able to keep my scholarsh
Maybe she was obsessed. Maybe she was still hurtingMoving on has never been easyAnd maybe that’s the reason she made sure to have a piece of her in her ownBut things were not going smoothlyBecause someone was also inside herAn experiment gone wrongMade her daughter experience things she shouldn’t haveQuestions will resurfaceAll the lies will be revealedAll the villains will be knownAnd the real heroes will be praisedA new leader will be bornAnd the old school shall be renewedAnd she will riseBecause everybody knows she’s deadBut is she? No body was found. She was just goneShe did leave some traces behindBut all of it pointed to nowhereShe was acting as if she wants to be found, but the truth is,She doesn't. She wanted to go missing without anybody looking for herShe will always be unpredictable. Like her daughter. They believed she was dead and buried somewhere But she’s notShe’s alive.
My body hurts. I woke up to the sound of Amelia baging on the bathroom door, and there I realized that I fell asleep on the bathtub. I closed my eyes in frustration, because this only means that I would have to explain myself to my roommate. And that’s what I don’t want to do right now.I don’t even know if I can still look her in the eyes. I feel so dirty and small. I just want to get away from here as much as possible. When the bathroom door was open, Amelia looked at me in shock when she saw that I was already fully clothed. She was busy finding the key perhaps, and I made sure to look presentable as soon as she was able to unlock the door. “You went inside the bathroom at 9 pm, and it’s already 3 am.” She informed me, and her tone was gentle. It was so soft that it made me want to go into her arms and cry. I want to tell her how much I fucked up, and how dirty I felt and how I failed the girls who were victims to that asshole of a teacher. So, I put my pride down and went to he
Who would have thought I would end up here? Being in a fucking place where I swore I would never find myself. I ought not to take part in any bad actions, but here I am. “You never disappoint. You’re my favorite now,” our teacher said and I heard a young girl’s sob when he finally was able to zip up his pants. My grip on the blanket covering me tightened when he went near me to give me a peck on the cheek, before he finally left the abandoned room. “You’re the student council president’s friend, right? I see you talk all the time, can you tell her about what’s happening inside here? Please… I already feel so dirty, I can’t handle this anymore. Please help us,” one girl pleaded, but I chose to ignore her. There’s nothing I can do when I myself is a willing victim to be fucking used. “I can’t do anything about it. They won’t believe us,” I told them, before getting all my stuff to finally get dressed. I hate myself. I hate myself. I hate myself so much. I feel so fucking dirty, but