This has to be the most mundane moment in Benjamin's Grade 9 career so far.
If he only knew that school would be a breeze today, he would have done two things; go in late, or never go at all. But Tchr. Dorie would berate him relentlessly on option one, and his mother would have done worse on the latter.
And since he don't have the heart to piss off 2 of the 3 scariest women in life (The third being Amadine) he did the unthinkable; he came early.
Really, really early.
And by early it means being the first person to be in school.
This brought him here now; sitting on the school cafeteria with an elbow draped on the table lazily resting his head. His facial expression screaming 'BORED' all over. Its 5:30 am, and hour and a half before class starts. Having nothing to do, he resort to his favorite hobby, daydreaming.
His mind began to wander off on anime, which isn't much of a surprise. It has Amadine in it of course. Then a Lecherous grin spreads its way across his face. He imagined her sporting a short skittish blue skirt that ends right above the panty line. Giving a full view of legs that would Pia Wurtchback to shame. And a Sky-blue V-neck sleeveless t-shirt that generously gives a better view of her prominent cleavage. And to complete the get-up, she's blonde.
After a few more of rather, uh, interesting wardrobe collection of his girlfriend. Benjamin's mind began to wander off on another subject; his friends.
Not that he doesn't have any, in fact he has a heck of a roster of them. They're quirky, smart and funny. And most of them are boys, which he's having a hard time filtering the the straight ones, from the ones who are bent. (Like One Direction).
It's true; in these past few months he's been having doubts, paranoid to be exact. Like there's a big ugly truth in the form of a big blue turd waiting to drop on him. He's starting to notice every single probable hint. Which he dismissed of course, he was just probably hallucinating. But he haven't seen a unicorn since was eight (The age where he quit drugs), so when he saw RossDeane and Keith going to the same bathroom at the same time was probably..... Oh no.
'Could it be? No freaking way in hell--------'
-HAH!-
Instantly Benjamin's thought came to an abrupt end when suddenly, someone out of nowhere jump on him on the back. He knew it was a cheap shot, but he couldn't help but jump.
And he couldn't help but squeal.
-Cue the laughter-
Recovering from his apparent shock, Benjamin immediately turned and glare at the person from behind. Who was apparently on his knees clutching his stomach out of laughing.
"Har-de-har, yuck it up you miserable little prick"
Benjamin said giving him the stink eye.
After a few more seconds, the person finally stopped laughing. He finally stood up. Sporting a school uniform similar to Benjamin save the shades, he was around 5'3 feet tall. With brown eyes, hair combed like a pimp, with a distinct pimple on the left part on his equally distinct nose. His name was Hubert, someone who claims to be a smooth lady talker but never actually hooked any , having a pleasing appearance that causes romantic or sexual feelings in someone in short HANDSOME !! . You would immediately get the impression that he is a braggart just by staring at him, even when you don't even knew him.
"Benj'! migo! You have assignment?" Hubert asked smiling sheepishly.
Benjamin rolled his eyes, of course. Normally friends would say ''Good morning" or even a "Hello." But these guys were anything but normal. He begrudgingly rummages through his bag looking for his Filipino Journal.
"You didn't do yours didn't you?" He asked, not even sparing a single glance at his friend. Hubert didn't have to grunt, or say something to affirm it, he knew that Benjamin knew.
"Yup, and your pretty early. Gotta admit, I didn't see that coming. Not that there's anything wrong with it, you ought a try something new every now and then." Hubert replied.
"Like putting on hooker get-ups?"
"Hey, that's low!"
"Like when you jumped on me at the middle of my daydreaming"
"You were probably thinking something dirty anyway, like Amadine in a Lucy Heartfilia cosplay."
"..........."
"Holy crap you did!? Get your mind out of the gutter pervert!"
Knowing full well where this conversation would go, Benjamin released a frustrated sigh and let it pass. After finding the book, he immediately gave it to Hubert. Who then take a seat across the table he was resting on, the two let a few awkward silence.
After a few more moments, Hubert broke the silence.
"There's a meeting on the backyard right around 12:00 Flat in noon."
"Lemme guess, Ruel got a new haircut? Or Audrey's going on a diet. Cause if it''s one of those type of meetings again. I'm not coming." Benjamin grumbled.
"No, it's code seven."
"Holy Shit what! You mean--"
"A founders meeting; You, me, and the other five senior members."
"You gotta be shitting me right!? Code seven! I mean, do you have a clue what is this all about?"
"No! And for chrissakes stop swearing! All I know it has something to do with the incident happened a week ago." Hubert yelled, losing all of his cool. Even he got the same answer when he asked another senior member.
"Ohhh, That incident." Benjamin finally has a lead, if he gets more clues on said incident weeks ago maybe he can finally put an end to his paranoia.
All he need to do now is wait for 12:00 PM noon.
