All Chapters of SCHOLAR: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The nurse left the door slightly open. I leaned at the door and peeked at the gap. I saw the nurse walk away, pushing the wheelbarrow. "Follow her." It says, sitting in a crossed leg position. "Why would I?" I whispered. "You should." It hits my left cheek with its staff. "Just follow me." "Oh, All right," Lily says. I watched the nurse disappear in the shadows. It's impossible to walk around and not bump into something. And also, we only have a limited amount of light. This hallway is one of the other hallways that meet the concourse. Compared to others, this hallway is the least favorable when it comes to nightwalkers. Days ago, I met a girl who is a nightwalker, talked about how narrow this hallway was. I can't relate to her since I have never seen myself wandering around while asleep. But here I am, wandering with a monkey on my left shoulder. I have to think quickly. In one of my lessons in Homeroom Guidance when I was in sixth grade, we were advised to think wisel

Later that day.             It’s four o’clock in the afternoon. It’s time. Earlier in the morning, when we finally got out of the room, James invited the entire class to study. He reasoned it was a preparation for the next test.  But that was not the reason. It was something else. Footsteps echoed through the walls and murmurs are filling the air with disturbing noises. I knew it was afternoon, but the fact that no light can be seen reflecting on the windows is suspicious. It is maybe caused by the weather or some phenomenon. Whatever it is, I must not risk my life trying to know.I walked over a red carpet leading to the main hall.I stopped near a foundation and looked around. Scholars scattered around the hall, creating noises from chatting and even running around. Smith isn’

It was a Tuesday morning, and Lily is pretty late for her Homeroom Class. She feared that Mr Byrne might be raging right now, like what he reacted to the group of Megaera, to which Tommy belonged. Until now, the third week of their stay, they were not yet found.Theodore guessed they died, like what he always says when someone suddenly disappears.No one knew if his guess was right neither wrong. Because no one wanted to find out.She was running a few steps to the room, raising the speed of her pace. She clung the bag with her, containing a piece of paper and the doll. She spent the night making sketches for the so-called “plan” that they hope will work.She was about to take a step inside when her instincts paused her. She can hear Mr Byrne screaming.She peeked on the glass window shaped like a small circle in the centre of the door. Mr Byrne has his mouth wide open while his hands are preparing to turn over the desk before him. The

Theodore looks at him because of confusion. He can't say anything.  Tobiah was out of his mind. The only thing I heard soon after, Was Jesse screaming out of her lungs while trying to get him back to the version we thought will never disappear. Everyone was fighting him, while he shut his mouth looking down while clenching his fists. I did not react to any he said. I just stood still there, next to the president, who is losing their patience with everyone. But I wondered, where was that kid, named Jacob? No one in here announced that he lost. Or maybe he was kicked out. Kicked out. I placed a hand at my face and started rubbing. It’s too early to quarrel for this kind of day. I sighed tiredly. First, I was never fond of arguments. Neither I could win nor lose any of them. Just imagine how well this starts with a simple warning into a war. I was always quiet, uncurious and calm. I could feel in my veins how irritated I was.

She snitched a glance at the figure. It stood still there; the wind making its hair strands fly. She immediately closed her eyes and focused on the path.Seniors…. She thought they were the headmaster’s soldiers…. But they weren’t.What makes this senior warn her? Is it she knew everything or served as an obstacle? If that is so, her disguise won’t work.I raised my feet even higher to increase my pace. Pebbles flew as I run over them. My gaze darkened, my lip locked. Something is going to happen, and it will come soon.I slowed when I saw the group. My run turned into a walk, my arms swinging at my side. Everyone was quiet, walking with spaces against each other.The wind blows at the group isolated with a line of trees. The skies were misty, and you can feel a slight shiver down your spine. My feet stopped when I raised my head. Clouds break up and a ray of sunlight came in.I turned my attention to the grou