SSHS 158 ‘I guess I’ll just have to engrave that image to my memory.’ Thinking that to himself, he slowly walked towards the Student Council Vice President and with silent steps as he could, he wanted to surprise her. Take her off guard and use that opportunity to confess his love and get a confession from her that instant too. His steps were a bit quick, and yet he does not make any sound at all. Either it was due to his shoes or that he really is a skill to do so. Wanting to call the attention of the girl he likes, he cleared his throat. That sound is enough to make the Student Council Vice President turn and that is also a masterpiece to him. Her hair swayed with her head, and everything was in slow motion. Even though her eyes were relentlessly cold, he still saw her beauty— in her rose tinted eyes, she was a magnificent art to be delicately treasured. And he made sure to also engrave that moment in his memories, for him to remember, always. Hestia was well aware of her sur
SSHS 159 “What do you mean? It actually smells nice. Like strawberries.” Excami said as she was confused as to why Albert was scrunching and pinching his nose. “I smell jackfruit.” Hestia said, though she was also puzzled by the situation. It is unusual already for her to smell jackfruit at their location, but it was also unusual that Excami was smelling something else and Albert was grossed out by it. Then something clicked in her mind. She sniffed the air again and began walking to the direction she thought the source of the smell was coming from. “Hestia, where are you going?” Excami asked. Albert cannot talk since he was so grossed out by the smell that he cannot even move at all. Turning at the corner where Damian and Excami were placed according to the plan, she saw that there was indeed a small string of smoke coming from a box that was cleverly hidden— it was camouflaged in the wall, having the same colour as the wall. “Albert, come here for a second.” Hestia called out. It
SSHS 160 Her sight was flashing light and dark the more that she was exposed to the scent. The same goes for the girl she was laying on the elevator floor with. She can hear that someone was walking towards the both of them and with unconscious reflexes, she hugged the girl closer to her, as if protecting her. Then she heard a voice, “Aw, trying to protect someone while you are as vulnerable as everyone else, how noble. It turns me on even more.” The voice was familiar, although it may sound gentle and caring, the malice behind it was so evident that she cringed and became more alert of the surroundings. Hestia tried to open her eyes and see the situation and to be ready for it, but the intense and sickeningly sweet smell was so intoxicating that she could not make herself think straight. Her body was dictating her to just drown and be succumbed by that sweet smell and forget about the world at that point. And yet her mind was telling her the opposite. Her mind was telling her to b
SSHS 161 Sir Tremblay shivered and trembled as he saw the sea of people in front of the elevator doors. Moreover, the taser wire is still connected to him and Hestia can shock him once again if he ever poses as a greater threat one more time. ‘But what if the taser has a loading time? Maybe it needs to be recharged for a certain amount of time before being able to shock me in that calibre again. But then again, no matter what I do, I am already ruined since they know what I have done— assuming that it is— yeah, it is better to proceed on plan b.’ Sir Tremblay thought to himself as he analysed the situation. He tried to think of how he can execute his plan as grandiose and efficiently as it is— in a way that he will not suffer the most of it. Then he noticed the crowd, they were reacting to the pheromone perfume that was still strongly smelling. They were reacting the same way that the students did: the men were scrunching their nose and trying to cover their nose to not smell tha
SSHS 162 The incident went away as fast as it came. The ambulance took Hestia and Excami to the hospital to have a more in depth check up as they are heavily affected by the pheromone perfume. The police present at the scene were collecting statements from the students who were involved in the situation, as well as assisting them to eradicate the smell still lingering at the building itself. They also towed the car away as driving it themselves is impossible due to the pheromone perfume. And there are a lot of bystanders near the scene as they are wrapping up the case. “Dean Malcolm, can we talk for a second?” one of the police officers said in a whisper tone so as to not attract more attention to them. This case is already scandalous as it is, and right after the ‘Hostage taking Incident’ at that. Covering this up would mean too much work for the police itself. Moving away from the ears of the people, they proceeded to talk. “Can we take Montague, Wallenstien and Beckett to the p
SSHS 163 Summer break was something the students often look forward to, as it is when they get to relax without even thinking of school. To relax with their families, friends and even relationship partners. It is a joyous time for them indeed. But then again, things have come to an end. Many of the students were catching their flight back to their houses since the school will start in less than a week, and they have yet to complete all of the requirements they need: new set of uniforms (since some of them had a growth spurt), then the school supplies and other things. Then there are those students who need to go back to their dorms and need another round of transferring their things and redecorating the whole dorm room. And since the fourth years who have graduated already left their dorm rooms, there is a rel;ocation of the room allocation as well as which rooms will be open. Students who wanted to stay in the dorm were flooding the school registrar to get a dorm room. “I’m really
SSHS 164 “So, I suppose you are here to shop for some school supplies?” Freya asked as she too, put the two sets of highlighters in her basket. “Yes.” Hestia simply answered as she added more contents inside her basket: ballpens, tape erasers, glue sticks and many more. Freya looked at her with a raised brow and asked, “Really? I thought you are one of those kids who just orders or gets their servant to do the shopping?” to this, Hestia shook her head as a response. Aside from the reason that this is for a mission, she also likes it if she were to shop for her things— for quality purposes. “Well, wow. You really are a student model, huh. Student Council Vice President.” the cheerleader said with a giggle at the end and continued with her shopping. Hestia followed the senior student all throughout the store, also collecting the things she needed and often helped Freya decide what to get. Once their baskets were all full and their list all complete, they both headed towards the co
SSHS 165 Hestia and Freya’s conversion lasted longer than what the rookie undercover spy had expected. Although she did try her best to stir the conversation in a way that Freya would talk more about herself and talk more about how she knew about the meeting, Hestia seemed to have not been successful in that part. In fact, it seemed like all of her plans had not been going on as it should that entire day. Things are just, going on the flow of someone else’s. “Freya, how did you know about the meeting?” Hestia asked again, but this time, her voice was much softer than before, as if she was coaxing the senior cheerleader to spill the tea and tell her where or from who she knew of the information. Hestia knew that she was going somewhere, that Freya was on to something. That Freya was hiding something from her. It is obvious on how the senior cheerleader was acting as they were talking: she cannot even look the Student Council Vice President in the eyes— her eyes were daring from left