Chapter 3

Isabella's pov;

Arghhhh! Why does it hurt like hell?? I clenched my head tightly and groaned in my discomfort while I was walking to my class. I should have left early last night. I shouldn't have hung around when Gia asked me to.

From the moment I woke up from bed, till now, it's been painful like torture. How many drinks did I have last night? Since it's been days that I got drunk myself, last night was a hell of night.

Julian hit me on my shoulder and inquired, "What happened? Why do you look like someone who rose up from the grave?"

"Headache. I think it's hangover from last night."

He gave a flick on my forehead and mumbled, "Baby."

Baby? I gave a stare and took my scarf which was tied up to my bag and draped it around his head and gripped it tightly.

He yelled in pain, "Hey! What are you doing? It's hurting! Take it off…"

I asked him while gripping the scarf around his head, "Can you feel how I felt?"

While I was squeezing his head using my scarf, Carlos separated us and removed the scarf from Julian's head.

After getting free from the scarf, Julian yelled at me, "Are you crazy?"

"That's how I felt."

Carlos shouted at me, "What are you doing? Even though we're friends, He's your Senior? Did you forget that? What if someone saw this and reported it to the student council?"

I gave a stare at Julian and told Carlos, "He's the one who started it."

Carlos asked Julien, "What did you do?"

Julian, "Why are you asking me? She's the one who was crushing my head. You are supposed to ask her, not me."

Carlos turned to me, "What happened?"

"He made fun of my headache."

He let out a sigh and explained, "You two. How many times do I have to tell you not to fight with each other? Can't you listen to me once?"

While Carlos was yelling at us, the bell rang for the second hour.

I said, "I'm sorry but I have a lecture class to attend so I'm leaving first. I already missed my first hour. Save it up for later." And began running to my class.

When I entered the class, I saw Jose sitting alone at his desk.

I walked to him and greeted and asked while I'm taking my seat, "Where's Tracy?"

"She took a sick leave today."

"But I saw her in the assembly hall this morning and you were with her. You both were in the front."

"Yeah, suddenly her temperature rose up and she got warmed up so she took a sick leave and left for home."

"Oh, okay. By the way, how's your rehearsal for the freshy contest going?"

He let out a sigh and said, "I haven't come up with any ideas yet."

"For the talent show?"

"Yeah, I practised well for the stage performance but I'm not sure what to do for the talent part."

"Why don't you play guitar? You said you played it during your middle school. You can play a song for us."

"It's been years, Bella. Since we moved, I remember that I didn't unpack it in my new house so I don't know where my guitar is right now. And, I don't think I have time to search for it and practice."

"I didn't know you were a lazy one." I moved closer to him and whispered, "What about if you have a guitar? Will you play it during the talent show?"

"Yeah, but…"

Before he finished, I said, "I have one at my place."

"Huh?"

"I used to play it during high school."

"You know how to play guitar?"

"Shhh.. keep it low. I don't want anyone to know."

"Why? Wait, in the freshman ceremony, you said you don't know any musical instruments and sang a song. You should have played a guitar for them. Why didn't you do it?"

"I feel embarrassed to play in front of everyone. Let's leave that part and come to yours. When do you want the guitar? I can bring it to your place. You can give it to me after the freshy contest."

He gave a nod and said, "What about this Friday?"

"Noted. And, one more thing. I know it's hard for you but don't say that I know how to play guitar to Tracy."

"Why?"

"I don't want anyone to know that I can play guitar. Keep it a secret if you're my true friend."

"But… I haven't kept any secrets from Tracy."

I let out a sigh and pinched his ears and said, "Don't try to lie to me. I know you sneak out to nightclubs."

He gave a shocked expression and asked, "How did you know that?"

"I have eyes. Two big eyes on my face. That can see clearly even when the lights are out. You can't hide from my eyes even though you were in a Black tee and black pants with sunglasses on." I let out a chuckle and continued, "Actually, you're the one who caught my eye, wearing sunglasses in the nightclub. Why did you come with your sunglasses, dude? It looked totally funny. You came in black outfit trying to mend with the crowd but do you know something, you totally stood out. How long are you doing this?" And laughed at him.

He gave an expressionless face and said, "Fine. Secret to secret. Let it be like that."

"Actually, Jose, going to a nightclub and having fun wasn't a bad thing to hide it from Tracy. You can tell her. I don't think she's going to break up with you after hearing this." And laughed at him.

"Do you want yours to be still secret?" He patted my shoulder and said, "Then, Bring guitar on Friday."

"Ah! The firm tone. I zipped my mouth. " I nodded and asked, "What song are you going to play for the talent show?"

"I just borrowed a guitar a few seconds back. I have to think about it."

"Okay. Okay. Take all your time, dude."

"Thank you. What about the assignment? Did you submit?"

"Yup! I gave it to Mr Davis after the assembly."

"What did he say?"

I leaned in front of my desk and said, "He told me to submit the assignment on the scheduled date next time and gave me a warning."

"If you had submitted it by yesterday, he wouldn't have scolded you like this."

"Argh! Please don't start advising already. I'm already worn out because of my hangover so don't force me to listen to those life lessons again. By the way, why do you look so good? You came to the nightclub too, right?"

"I didn't get wasted like you."

"You saw me?"

"Yes, I left the club after seeing you with those detention guys but still I got caught."

I laughed and held my head due to the pain, "Argh! Why did you make me laugh? It hurts."

"Didn't you take any hangover juice?"

"I woke up pretty late so I rushed to the college. I didn't have time for those."

While we're talking, Ms Greta walked in.

I turned to him and whispered, "Is this Ms Greta's class?"

"No, it's Mr Davis' class."

"Then why is she here?"

"Who knows? I'm with you too."

"Makes sense."

Ms Greta said, "I'll be taking Mr Davis class for two days since I have topics to cover for this semester. So please maintain silence and listen to the class." And started teaching her subject.

Ms Greta is one of the thickest professor's around here. Her students never were late to her classes, submitting the assignment on date, and finishing the test with decent marks. So whenever she gives us assignments, i submit hers in the scheduled time since i got punishment once which i remember like yesterday.

When I submitted her assignment the next day to the scheduled time, she looked mad when I tried to keep it on her desk. Still I kept it in front of her and stood for her response for my assignment. She took the assignments in her hands and flipped it, seeing the front and back cover and said, "Do it again." And gave it back to me. She didn't even take a look inside. After that, I always submitted her assignments on a date without missing the date. So this became an issue in the teacher's office where I submitted only hers and no others. And the issue is still going on among the teachers. Even Mr Davis tells me about this while he's scolding me for something else.

After the class ended, Ms Greta called me to the front. While I was being afraid of what she's going to do, Jose gave a thumbs up and made a smirk.

I walked to the front and asked her, she signalled me to follow her.

I said, "I have to go to my third hour, Ms Greta"

"Who's class?"

I looked at the timetable and said, "It's Mr Brown's class, mam."

"It's fine. I'll take care of it. Come with me."

I gave a nod and followed her behind. Where is she taking me? I remember submitting all her assignments last Friday. What will it be then?

"Ms Garcia."

"Yes, mam."

"Why are you spacing out?"

"I didn't, mam."

"Really? I've called your name many times but you didn't listen to me and looked like you were thinking about something else. What's going on in your mind that makes you occupied that makes you deaf?"

"Nothing, mam."

"Wait here."

She asked me to wait outside the teacher's room and walked in. I was confused by her actions.

After some time, she came out of the teacher's office and gave me a paper saying, "Take 40 copies of this and distribute it among your classmates."

"What is this, mam?"

"Read it."

I took a look at the paper and saw "Participation in the freshy contest" written on the top of the paper.

She continued, "I'm in charge of this year's freshy contest. Distribute this to your classmates and get me a list of students who are willing to participate in the context by this evening."

"Yes, mam."

Is Ms Greta in charge of the freshy context? I bet it's going to look more like a military enlistment than the freshy contest? Why would they put someone like Ms Greta? Don't they have someone else for those positions? I let out a sigh and continued walking to the Xerox centre.

At the Xerox centre,

I placed the paper on the desk, "Can you please make 40 copies of this?"

Olly took the paper from my hands and asked, "It's weird to see you in here. How are you doing?"

Olly is also one of my detention room friends. He works at the centre as a part-timer. He's flirtatious which makes me annoyed.

"Good. What about you?"

"Take a look at me. How do I look?"

I took a glance at him and said, "Did you put on weight?"

He gave me a stare and said, "I lost 5 pounds last week. How could you say that I gained weight?" He placed the 40 copies on top of the counter and continued, "I think there's something wrong with your eyes. Better check it out quickly before you get bump into something thinking there's nothing in front of you."

I took the copies and said, "Hahaha. Thank you for your concern. I'll take this into consideration, Olly."

In class,

"Come inside."

After Mr Brown let me into the class, I took the bunch of copies to my seat and placed it on my desk.

Jose poked me on my shoulder and asked, "What is that?"

"Ms Greta asked me to distribute it among our classmates."

"What is it about?"

"It's regarding the freshy contest."

"Oh, okay."

"Hey Jose, and she asked me to prepare the list of names for the freshy contest. I write yours on top."

Mr Brown shouted, "What's going on in the back?"

Jose stood and apologised to Mr Brown and sat in his place.

After Mr Brown left the class, I walked up to the front of the class and announced, "Guys! I have the application for the freshy contest with me. If you're interested, Come and get a copy for yourself. And, I need the names of who's going to participate in the contest so whoever wants to participate, give me your names before leaving this class."

Henry got the application and said, "Write my name."

"Okay."

I wrote his name in the list which I was preparing for Ms Greta.

He asked, "Are you going to participate in the contest?"

I let out a chuckle and said, "With this mouth? Dude? I won't even pass the first level audition being like this."

"That's right."

"What did you just say?"

He smiled and left.

Jenny stepped forward and said her name, "Jenny."

"Noted."

After making a list of names for those participating in the contest, I went to the teacher's room to give the list to Ms Greta but she wasn't in the office. Where did she go?

Mr Davis asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm looking for Ms Greta."

"She's still in her class. What do you want with her?"

I showed the list and said, "Ms Greta asked me to collect the names of the participants for freshy contest."

"Okay. Give it to me. I'll pass it to her."

"Okay, thank you, Sir. I'll then head to my class."