PLAYFUL FATE (ONGOING)

CHAPTER 5

I ran as fast to go to my walk in closet. I almost stumbled wearing my sock because of rushing.

"Isay, faster! Let's go." Angela yelled from my bedroom, she's checking herself in the mirror. And tying her necktie.

"Wait alright. I'm having trouble wearing my blouse over here, I need a hand." I said struggling to button these up not to mention this necktie, I haven't even have these in our school at New York. This is just so exaggerating. Ugh. Angela faster.

"Ok, I don't know 'bout you but I haven't been late...ever... to school so this is a first to me, and I don't know what will happen to us since I haven't experienced it and the worst part? It's our first day of school." Angela complaining.

Can't she see? I'm making my moves fast. I slid to my sneakers. Hahhh, I sighed. First day first curse. What now?

"All done, let's go." I said. Thank goodness. We grabbed our backpacks and hurriedly ran downstairs. I almost tripped, I grabbed a pop tart from the countertop, good thing I bought a dozen of these yesterday or else I'll be going to school hungry.

"Come on!" Angela yelled from the garage.

I closed the main door and locked it, I ran towards the shotgun seat. I hopped in and threw a pop tart to Angela.

"Thanks, we really need this." She smiled.

"Why are we even late?"

"We drank hard wine last night, that's why." She gave me a side look and then rolled her eyes.

"Why'd you even half to drag me to drink that, it was your fault."

"Pft, as if you don't want it." She chuckled and then we laugh.

She started the engine and at the same time biting onto her pop tart. We still get to laugh as if we're not late.

Oh great, just great, a 20 minute traffic. Really? What's the worse that could happen?

The next thing we knew we're in a room. Principal's office I guess. But there is no one aside from us, Angela. We were called to get here soon after we hop off the car, a security guard ran towards us and I qoute, "Miss Del Rosa and Miss Haris, you are called to the Principal's Office." After that he ran back to the gate, Angela and I exchanged look. Great.

The door suddenly opened and a 40 something woman old. She might be the Principal.

You might wonder why it's a Principal instead of a head mistress. I don't know either.

"First day, first mistake." The woman started walking to her swivel chair. She stopped and then looked at me. Wierd what about Angela? Aren't you gonna question her?

No one dared to talk back. She then sat on her swivel chair. I almost wanna grab her hair with the way she looked at me. She then looked at Angela and smiled tightly, woah unfair. She plastic ghurl.

"Good morning! Let's not make this a hard start. The reason I called you here is because you have something to know more about the school. It may sound public but this school is for only a well known. Confusing right? Well Miss Del Rosa here knew about these and those, yet, she disobeyed a basic rule. To never get late in the first day, a-" wait, what?

"Wait, I'm sorry to object but did you just mean to just never be late in the first day of school? Like just in the first day?" I objected.

She raised a brow at me.

"Miss Haris, you don't need to be rude and just object anytime you want. Anyways, yes only in the first day of school you must not be late. Otherwise you'll gain punishment. This rule has been established ever since this was built and used." She's intimidating, yeah, but I don't like her.