SSHS 112Mr. Aiden and Mrs. Zephnir became the life of the party as they continued to converse with the students. Mr. Aiden always throws dad jokes in which the students laugh and entertain about, some were even spewing their own dad jokes. Mrs. Zephnir was surrounded by the girls of the getaway as she shared her secrets and tips into maintaining her beauty and how she got to hook someone like Mr. Aiden from the sea. Of course, Damian and Excami saw nothing harmful to this, they love that their parents get along with the people they usually interact with. But the thing was, they should be the one, the star– the life of the party, them— the Montague siblings— and not their parents. And they knew inside of them that it was time for their parents to go. Before they spew the embarrassing tales of the Montague siblings and damage their prestigious reputation at school. However, they couldn’t say that they are also grateful that their attention was now directed to Arthur and Hestia. We
SSHS 113 After much struggle, the Montague siblings were able to drag their parents away from their and from the group of students. It was a much struggle as it was so hard to keep the eyes of Mrs. Zephnir away from Hestia, and it was the same with Mr. Aiden who was intently staring at Damian and Arthur, his gaze going back and forth. “Come on, we’re just arriving at the exciting part.” Mrs. Zephnir whined to her children as they continued to be dragged away from the porch and into the room that the Montague siblings occupied. Right after the door was locked, Damian and Excami turned to their parents with an intense gaze, it is clear that they were displeased as to how they acted on the porch. “Mom! What was that all about?” Excami exclaimed to her mother, the anger or the ‘gigil’ in her voice was very evident, and yet Mrs. Zephnir just giggled at the actions of her daughter. To the eyes of the matriarch of the Montague family, this is but a little play that parents normally do
SSHS 114 It was the day that they had to return to the school after a week- long rest. It was the day that they will relieve the experiences, the bonding that they had over the rest week. The day of their return, they will know the standing of each other in the societal ladder, they will know how the people around them will treat just based on their overall score of their exam. Aside from all of those, three students were dreading the day that they come back to the school. They are sure that they do not need to worry about their scores since they are known to be achievers, but the incident last rest week was the thing that would put themselves in a tight rope. As the students are flocking all the bulletin boards in the school as they enter the school grounds, these three students were not even bothering to do so— after all, they are indeed aware of their standing when it comes to scores— but they are really doing their best to be stealthy when walking through the corridors and to no
SSHS 115It was… anti-climatic. Normally, in novels or any media that involves spies, missions and undercovers, it was always with the non- stop and packed with action. There was always an explosion somewhere, the anxiety inducing stand- off, the witty banters between enemies and the undeniable chemistry between the leads. But now, it was all the opposite of it all. It was anti- climatic to the point that the normal things that can be seen from a spy novel are nowhere to be found in this place. Although that is what was expected by the two rookie undercover spies as they were called to the office of the Dean, all that happened is that they were informed of the progress of the mission: about the intruder during the Halloween Event and who might be the accomplice from the primary suspects that they have observed. However, when Hestia and Albert were informed of the happenings, it was already over and solved. No further assistance was needed from them nor was there a chasing scene or
SSHS 116 With a wide smile and that familiar humming, the brown haired third year skipped and jumped her way to the place where her favourite people are. She would often stumble upon some students who were already in the school in such an early morning— and in the cold week of November at that. Even though her article of clothing was a bit thin compared to the other students by the hallway, she was okay with it. In fact, she rarely feels cold, and when asked, she would reason, “I have a personal heater inside of me.” which would earn a weird stare or a funny reaction. Nonetheless, Freya was always greeting the people she passed by. Since it was the first day of the week, and the very day of the viewing of scores, and Freya made it a goal to herself to be extra early to avoid the crowd of students flooding every bulletin board at school. Although in her perspective, the score she has was ‘okay’, she knows to herself that if those scores were to be reported back to her parents, she w
SSHS 117 The fear and the adrenaline rush was long gone as they stayed cooped up in their Student Council Office, but Freya can still see and feel how the Student Council President, the Student Council Treasurer and the Student Council Auditor were still shaking up from the previous incident they have experienced. Although, Freya has taken it into her own hands to gather the things that the three of them dropped on the corridor for the sake of speed. She looked at the direction where Hestia was working with her duties as the Student Council Vice President and she seemed fine and calm. It is either she was not part of the whole incident or that she does not care at all. ‘Or maybe I can’t really read her at all.’ Freya thought to herself as she arranged the three bags she had in hand to one of the sofas inside the Student Council Office and also proceeded to brew some tea for the four Student Council members. She observed how they were acting: Hestia was helping Damian with the pape
SSHS 118 The situation was this: Freya and Excami were having a fun chat in one of the sofas as they drink tea and eat some biscuits, Damian and Hestia were talking in a wiper- like tone as they were reviewing one of the papers submitted by the Science Club— it was a proposal for an early Science Fair. Then there was Arthur who was still in a ball, shedding tears as he mourned the death of his gadgets. Although a remedy was given by Hestia, saying that, “We can make the students pay for the damages, surely, with the cameras in the halls, we will be able to identify them and bring them to the Guidance Council Office and there we will have them buy you new gadgets or pay for the repair.” But Hestia’s remedy was ignored as Arthur continued to mourn his gadgets, saying that no amount of money would bring them back like before. “And I don’t want new ones.” He added as he cried some more. In the end, the four people in the room let the Student Council Treasurer to mourn by himself in on
SSHS 119 She looked... completely new. Like she was some stranger and not the same girl they were with just a few months ago. She was... glowing and there was no sign of sadness nor any trauma that can be detected to her. It was like she never experienced any of those nasty things, like she was a real young sheltered girl that was naive to the whole world and was in the comfort of the school and in the warm embrace of her friends. She was smiling so brightly it almost rivalled the cute smile of Freya. She was... completely new. It was as if she was a new person altogether, not the same Yulia that they were talking and taking walks and shopping with just a few months ago. There was a long pause, everyone stared at the person who was just standing at the entrance of the Student Council. None of them dared to move or even say a word, not even Albert. It is either they are in awe or surprised because of the sudden appearance of the person in front of them. Her blonde hair was even brigh