The Mystery Continues...(VW2)

Chapter 1: And that's how we formed this gang

"You just got rickrolled, hahahha!!" Alan laughed out loud as his phone shook in his hand while showing me a prank rickroll video. I stood with a smug look on my face, catching my hips. I mean, I expected something so exciting when Alan approached me with an excited look on his face and he told me that this video will reveal the truth about something I didn't know. That something I didn't know was Rick Astley's 'Never gonna give you up', I guess.

"Bro that was epic, not gonna lie" Robby came along, patting Alan in appreciation while looking at me and chuckling. I rolled my eyes "Yo guys, did you forget that we've got a test today? Is that why you all are so excited?"

Robby opened his mouth in horror and clapped his forehead "Ah shit!! I forgot! Rose, can you give me your English text, I forgot mine"

I sighed and gave him mine, though I knew very well that he had his own textbook - I saw it in his shelf today morning. He just wanted to find something to take from me. He was so weird sometimes; whenever I leaned forward on my desk, catching my cheeks in a weird but comfortable way, Robby did the same after glancing back at me. It was like he was either imitating me on purpose or just doing it by reflex. Either way, that was the weirdest thing he did, besides being stupid sometimes. In our group of five - Me, Samantha, Alan, Robby, and Paul, while everyone else treated every member the same, Robby prioritized me out of them all for some reason. He gave me something first whenever he was distributing that to our group, and not to mention, sometimes he even gave indirect but flattering compliments. 

Alan prioritized me than most others too, but that was because we have been best friends since 5th grade, unlike Robby who joined us only in 9th (he joined in 7th, actually, but that was when we were having online classes and never spoke much). He had a valid reason, plus I'm like the most hyperactive person in our group, so Alan finds it more comfortable and free around me and Robby than the other two.

"Did you guys study?" Robby asked, and I nodded, rolling my eyes "Yeah, of course. No way Sherlock!"

"Yeah yeah yeah, she'll say this and moments later be seen scoring full marks in the test." Alan rolled his eyes too, while Robby nodded agreeably.

Okay, maybe I do lie about not studying sometimes - I did, but I just want to see the surprise (or disappointment) on their faces' when I score more than them. That's just what middle benchers do, study, score full, but still be freaky and cool. We're a combination of the backbenchers and frontbenchers, which is why no one in class dislikes us, neither the toppers nor the popular kids. But at the same time, we remain anonymous and out-of-trouble during a clash.

"And she'll still say that she hadn't studied much" Robby chuckled. We three stood in a circle at the back of our class, and we three make up the famous, awesome, S.U.S trio, or the S.U.S gang. Actually, we have two more members in this group, the topper but very cool (and dirty minded) Paul and the weird but freaky Samantha, whom we call Sam in short. But they two aren't a very big part of the group unlike us, because me, Robby, and Alan are the ones who mainly made up this gang.

Robby joined our class only in seventh grade, during the virtual time, but it's only now, in ninth grade, that we became friends. It started when he sat in front of me in my row and we started talking a lot and exactly at the same time, Alan, who has been my best friend since fifth grade, sat with Robby after one week of arrival. Since Alan is my best friend and Robby, my new friend, and both of them didn't really have a 'best' friend in class, we three talked a lot and I always tried to make them sit with each other anywhere else too. So slowly, we three became best friends - Alan and Robby were best friends, Robby considered me his best friend in girls and Alan the same, and that's how we formed this gang.

Besides, unlike most other guys in our class who were kinda arrogant because they were popular, Robby, Alan and Paul were very nice guys. They were cool, but they studied well and behaved well at the same time, though we did break rules sometimes as part of school life. Robby used to get bullied by some other students in our class before, just because he studied well during the online classes but was dumb otherwise, and Alan, though he was liked by everyone, didn't really have a best friend. Being dumb or not, or being studious or not, is not what matters - It's their personality, their character, that matters. And in that case, both Robby and Alan excelled, so of course they're my best friends!