5
I went out of Papà's house. As I was about to ride my bicycle, CJ saw me when he was locking their gate.
He smiled but that instantly faded when he scanned me and saw me wearing a school uniform-Edison University's uniform to be specific.
I pedaled my bicycle and nodded at him. The only thing that irritates me is that this university only has three uniforms. One is for winter, summer, and gym clothes. Nothing else.
I arrived at the Edison U, it's not as big and wide as K. I. A. but the architecture is crazy. I left my bike in the dark corner of the parking lot.
I walked towards the classroom which was described in the email sent to me. So I opened the door and no one was inside.
Am I too early? I sat on the back and waited for people to arrive.
A while later a familiar face entered the room, kind of shocked to see me.
"Aren't you from K. I. A.?" He asked.
I nodded in response.
He smiled and sat beside me.
"I'm Holocene Elsher, let's be on good terms!" He said gleefully.
It's been a week since the school started. I became friends with Holocene, he even invited me to play basketball with them. Of course, I said yes. They were actually fun to be with and from what I observed, Holocene is going to be the next team captain.
"Thirteen can you please explain this to the class?"
I picked up my book and elaborated on the topic.
"Aminoacyl tRNA synthetase are an essential and universally distributed family of enzymes that plays a critical role in protein synthesis, pairing tRNAs with their cognate amino acids for decoding mRNAs according to the genetic code. The product of this reaction, an aminoacyl-tRNA, is delivered by elongation factors to the ribosome to take part in protein synthesis. In layman's term, it's simply just any of a group of enzymes that catalyze the linkage of a tRNA molecule to an appropriate amino acid during protein synthesis."
The teacher looked at me and made me sit. She explained it referencing what I said. Being brainy in this school is not surprising at all. No one is stupid or has an idiotic way of thinking in here. Almost as if everyone is a genius.
Holocene handed a small piece of paper to me.
'Would you like to have some ice cream later?'
I looked at him and saw him scanning the book pages. Aside from seeing him often, and playing with his teammates, I've got nothing on my plate. After all, this is not K. I. A., no task no money. How am I supposed to invest on the tea production in England?
I need to blow off some steam anyways, instead of smoking, I'll just have ice cream with them.
After school, I took my bicycle and followed him and his teammates towards the ice cream shop. They might look tough and big but they all have sweet tooth.
We ordered the same flavor of ice cream. It was my favorite, strawberry. So delicious!
"Say Thirteen, are you good at math?" Asked by one of his teammate.
"I'm not the best but I definitely can be called as someone good at it, why?"
Their eyes lit up. It was as if they had seen a goddess or deity.
"Please teach us!" They said in unison.
I squint my eyes.
"Hmmmmm...." I said loudly while pretending to think about it.
