High School Stories [OG & Elementals : BOBOIBOY]

{2} Sometimes six is a small number [GEMPA]

"Mmn..." This is a noise this specific creature tends to create with no accurate pattern. Studies and observation shows that this is most common during the time this creature is near their declared sleep time, which usually happens inside a hell-disguised building called a 'school'.

Solar snapped out of his reverie when Taufan threw a crumpled piece of paper smack dab right into his face, knocking his glasses and skewing its position.

If only death glares stood for its name, Taufan would be 6-feet deep in the ground from where he sat the next second. Make it double, because this is the second time the older one annoyed him. In like, the past five minutes.

"Break ends in two minutes." That must've been Gempa's mother's instinct to stop their fight before it happened. What is pride if he gets thrown crumpled pieces of paper? Solar is already itching to stretch the second eldest's cheeks' as far as human flesh allows.

"I give up." Said creature Solar was squinting at, which is unfortunately his brother, groaned. His forehead laid on the book he was trying to answer, causing the paper to crinkle slightly, which Solar can't help but cringe at.

"I thought you like physics?" Solar's older twin asked, the school's sweetheart Duri.

"Not this one." Ais groans.

"Isn't it because you slept during class?" Halilintar attacked ruthlessly.

"Excuse me."

Ais' brothers shot him a blank look, though Duri and Gempa's are slightly kinder.

"Well–" Ais huffs, "Physics is easy, this is just an anomaly."

"Maybe you should try making an effort as a norm." Oh ouch that burns, nice one Blaze. Solar begrudgingly gives him a thumbs up. Oh, pun not intended.

Perhaps glaring is a greeting with how much they've done that, must be a septuplet thing. The amount of glaring they've done in the past thirty minutes is amazingly high. Gempa is feeling a headache thinking about what might happen in lunch.

"Guys–"

Ring~~ ring~~

Solar blinks, once, twice.

"Oh." Gempa frowns, looking at his watch, "Well, I warned you."

"Yay! I got biology after this!" Duri stood up happily, "Come on Solar let's go!"

"Right... ah, wait– Duri wai–" Too bad for him, Solar gets dragged away. A lone pen rolls far enough to graze Blaze's arm. A white coloured fountain pen. Perfect.

"Solar, I borrow okay?" The teen grins.

"...urgh, PE." Ais scrunched his face.

"Come on, it's not like we're doing anything taxing for PE this week!" His twin laughed, "We did some rolls earlier, like a panda. Isn't that what you're good at?"

"Did you just–"

Gempa haplessly smiled as Blaze screeched when Ais tried to attack his face like an offended cat.

"Ignore them little brother, we have a class to go!" Taufan tugged his arm, with Halilintar behind him nodding to the direction of the hallway that goes into the third grade classes.

Hours later, lunch passes, and hours pass by once more. The dismissal bell rung once, before it was covered by the noise of footsteps as overeager students ran from their classroom at the heavenly call of home.

At times like these is when Gempa starts cursing at the fact that he's a committee member, even worse by the fact that he's the leader. He thought being a secretary during student council would mean that he'll have an automatically secured position as a secretary when he signed up as committee. Turns out he's wrong. Turns out the committee members' position is decided by how many votes they've received and he's horrified to find that nearly 50% of the third grade students had picked him. His brothers wouldn't stop laughing at him for weeks!