The Mystery Between Miseries (A Collection of One-shots)

I Don't Mind

"Jess, can you make the program invitation for our Teachers' Day?" our Student Council Advisor asked me as I was helping my senius do some designs with our gifts and give-aways for the teachers. I faced Mrs. Bella and nodded with a smile.

"I'll just finish this last gift, Ma'am and I'll be on my laptop." I informed her still smiling.

"Great! Thank you Jess."

I made a little finishing touches on the gifts and I was done. I told my seniors that I'll be on the office when they need me and I walked to the next room. I entered and I was the only one in there. I breathe in and let out the air as I sit in front of my laptop. We've been using it since the first day of our preparation. A lot of excuse letters, permission letters, borrowing letters,and more I-don't-know-how-to-call letters were sent everywhere and there all across the school and I was often asked to go around to give it.

Now, I should get started with the invitation.

Hours passed now and I didn't actually did the invitation because my upperclassman, Layla, helped me with most of it which was I was so glad of because I wasn't really used to it that much. We did a lot more work until we just stayed inside our office to finish our task for the day with a snack. A lot of the fourth years were talking, making silly jokes and I was just there smiling at them.

The YES-O and the Student Council joined together for the Teachers' Day but I can't say that it lessen our work since a lot of our officers aren't really present always. Especially our representatives. I am also just a representative of the third year, and I was supposed to be with two other more but they don't realy go with me that much. The second year representatives are the only ones that I know are always present, while the first years were almost never there.

There's also a lot of conflict which didn't really rest easy on my system. I also just recently had a fight with my best friends because of the mural we were working on for the Math association project and with tons of conflict inside our class too.I was so busy with a lot of extra curricular stuffs that I can't be in class always. What can I say? It's hard to maintain a good performance in class, knowing fully the pressure that is unconciously put up to me being a top student.

I'm worn out but I like myself being busy which is I know is self-destructive, still I don't care anyways. I help a lot, some take it for granted. I don't care. I put a lot of patience on understanding people, but some of them doesn't do that to me. I don't really mind it. I would go back to our room to eat lunch with my squad greeted with nothing, not even a 'how's your work there', but I think they just don't like talking and they were a bit busy too. I don't don't mind it all.

The day was finally over at school and the sun was setting. The sky is getting darker, I know anytime soon I will a get a call from home.

*Ring... ring...*

Speacking of which, it was Mother.

"Yes, Mom?" I asked as soon as I answered it. I looked around and saw my co-officers leaving and I waved at them still on the phone.

'Where are you?'

"Still at school, Mom. I'm waiting for a motorcycle to ride on." I explained clutching unto my bags straps.

'Okay.'

"Bye Mom." i said then hung up.

It was getting dark when I got home. I walked straight to my room. Put dowm my bag and laptop. Take of my uniform, leavining only my sports bra and my cycling shorts and lay flat on my stomach on my bed. I closed my eyes and before I know it I was already asleep.
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