Walking inside the classroom, he could hear everyone's whispers, "Isn't he..." "Oh my gosh, it's him...!" He sighed to himself as he made his way to the front of the class, taking off his black mask, he waited for the teacher to open her mouth. "Everyone, we have a new student today, as you all already know, this is Fred L. Francis. Fred, please introduce yourself." Finally, the last sentence was what he was waiting for to hear. "Good day everyone," and as usual, does he have a choice? If he acts like that on stage and he acts like some loner at school, wouldn't people see it the wrong way? "my name is Fred L. Francis, 1X years old and I hope we get all along well!" though it was unusual of him, he smiled, the most used and professional smile managed to trick the students' minds, they all smiled back and came back with the whispers, he put on his mask and sat on the seat behind Jared's seatmate. The class was boring as he could only hear whispers from the other group of students.
"Class was boring.." Miguel sighed quietly, "I agree.. Hey Jared- huh??" Miguel tilted his head as he Jared ignored them both, "The heck? Did something happen? Hey-! Bernard!" Miguel ran towards Bernard as he tried to approach him, they changed huh. Fred was standing by the front door of their clubroom as he waited for their leader, they had to practice today as well. "Hey- Fred." "Hmm?" He moved his gaze on the tall boy in front of him, "Let's get inside, but before that, can you go to the Literature Club? Nemo just arrived, and I think Alleya has the copy of our lyrics." Fred nodded, he slowly marched his way to the Literature as he continued to listen to music, "Hmm~" He hummed along the way.
"Fred!" he smiled as a dark skinned boy walked towards him and opened his arms, Fred accepted the hug, "It's been so long!" "It has only been a few months." Nemo grinned awkwardly, "Ahahaha! I know... I just miss you man-" "Uhm, excuse me, We greet Fred L. Francis and Nemoverin. Uhm, Sir. Yu told us to hand this to you. Please enjoy your experience in this school!" Taking the paper, he smiled, "Thank you ladies." And the two girls ran off. "Anyways, what brings you here? Do you need anything?" Fred brushed his hair with his hand and nodded, "The lyrics, I heard Alleya has it." Nemo's eyes lit up, "Ah! Yes, she's the one who wrote the lyrics, she's great! Your new song didn't really seem to fit my writing style." He led Fred to their clubroom and offered him a chair, the club looked like a f*cking library, except, there were many tea sets, a few jars with tea bags and powders they need to make tea, a stove, and many things that didn't seem to involve Literature in. "I apologize if you think this club is a bit messy, my club members were too busy to clean up."
It's true, since his accident, Siami and him were still in the hospital for a few days, after Siami and Nemo's books were published, they kept having the same motivation to write another story. Alleya has been taking care of the books, while Blanche was the one who helped cleaning up, but with the exam coming, they didn't have the time to go the clubroom anymore, they were busy with studying. Hazel has been busy with her jujutsu training and rarely visits their clubroom. "The Literature club has been having a hard time huh?" He nodded at my statement, "Alleya will be arriving shortly, I hope you don't mind waiting.." He smiled and left to head towards Siami, I'm worried about him, he had liked Siami for a while now, and she keeps rejecting him... "Fred? Oh, yeah... the lyrics! Here.." I heard a faint voice beside me, "Ahh, thanks.. Alleya.." I bit my lip.
3rd Person's POV:
Fred's face was fully red as he tried his best not to stutter, his heart was beating a bit too fast, He took the copies and left in a rush.
"Oh-?" Alleya felt ignored by his sudden action, "Eh???"
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"Fred! Great! Now we can get started!"
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"Alright everyone, six minutes break!" The leader called them as he raised his voice. While having a chat, Miguel called Robert to see a post, "Bert! Come see this." He said as he extended his hand to give Robert a better view of his phone. Robert leaned close to him and stared at the post, he read it loudly, "Greetings fellow members, the Regium has given everyone a contest for everyone. Everyone is invited to join the 'Regium Contest' and the winner shall win the title of the 'Best Band'. Thank you."
Everyone was visibly quiet, no one spoke a word until Robert did, "So I'm guessing that this 'Regium' is bored again."
"That's not the reason why I called you!" Miguel shot him a cold glare him, "This was posted four minutes ago, and I know that many bands from other schools have already texted them." Their leader replied to Miguel quickly, "So?"
"So... are we also going to join the contest??" He gave his pitiful eyes to their leader once again. Their leader sighed, brushing his ash blond hair with his fingers, "It's been a while, but I'm confident that we'll get to the semifinals." He lets a small smile before it turned into a frown, "But I'm sure that the schools Student Councils would give us a lyric we aren't even comfortable with. It's a pain when you have to deal with those people." Robert agreed to their leader as Fred spoke next, "I'm sure that this post will be announced tomorrow, after all, our school loves to compete with other schools, so we better get ready." "That, I can agree." A voice was heard near their door, they all turned to see who it was and to their surprise, "Bernard?" "Oh great..." Bernard snickered to Robert's words, "Made another mistake?" Robert shook his head, "Nope, I made no mistakes today." Bernard lowered his head in doubt, he then lifts it again and faced the people before his eyes, "The students councils are only following orders from the faculty, I'll try to convince the Student Council President to also convince the faculty, she's quiet the sweet talker." He smiled, Miguel's eyes shone brightly as he ran towards Bernard and almost choked him to death by hugging him. Their leader could only sigh in relief as Robert and Fred could only pray, wanting to have a break.
"We still have forty-six minutes left." Robert took a quick peek to his phone to check the time. "I want to go home already." Their leader muttered, "I wanna play games" Robert replied, "I want to get out of here." Fred mumbled, "I wanna-" "Shut up." Bernard didn't let Miguel finish his sentence.
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"Hey guys! Wanna hear a joke?" Their leader suggested, Robert almost choke on his water while Fred could only frown, "Ok." Bernard said.
"Oh my lord, please don't." Robert held back his tears as he closes the lid of him water bottle, "Why, what's wrong wit his jokes?" Bernard asked, "They're terrible."
"Ok so, What kind of shoes do ninjas wear?"
"What?" Bernard replied, "F4ck." Robert whispered to himself.
"Sneakers!" Their leader laughed while the other members chuckled and Miguel also laughed his a** off. "Why are you guys so supportive?" Bernard questioned them silently, they all smiled. "What?" Miguel sighed as he placed his hand on Bernard's shoulder, "He kinda needs it actually." Bernard lets out a huh??? before standing up and heading outside to get a drink.
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Closing the door behind him, he gave them a frown, a different one at that. Unlike his usual frown, this one looked more serious. "Guys, guess what the fuck I just saw."
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Red's Desire - Sweet Glances Ver.
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