High School Stories [OG & Elementals : BOBOIBOY]

{3} Ais is never gonna be a physicist [AIS]

When the clock strikes past 4.30, the silent building of their school begins to be filled with the sound of footsteps once again. The club students have their faces twisted into tired frowns, one that is mirrored on Ais' face. If only, though, he's in their position.

He gazed at them from his desk positioned beside the window. The classroom is cold, and his jacket is zipped shut until the collar gazes at the bottom of his lips. Despite having other science club students, specifically in the physics department alongside him, the class is silent as the equally tired teacher rambles some more about the importance of their grades for the exam next week and how it'll impact more than just having a bad score in their diploma.

Beside the shoe-locker outside, he could see his youngest brother Solar leaning on the wall typing whatnot on his phone, waiting for him and Blaze.

The blue-eyed teen let out a quiet sigh, letting his teacher's repeated warning flow from one ear to another. Stopping the fidgeting he's doing with his pen, he puts on a little triangle next to the lower-case 't' on a formula, forgetting that it's supposed to be delta time. It's not like it's needed considering he had already stated clearly that he had subtracted the former number to the final one, but you never know how strict their grading system is. It's stupid.

At least the teacher looked as overworked as he felt, Ais spitefully took note of this. Why did he even join the physics club... who cares if it'll look good on his diploma? This is not worth the headache of calculating the average speed of an imaginative planet rounding its equally unreal orbit twice. Astronomy is so easy he doesn't need to think, but astrophysics is another matter entirely.

He adds two small zeros after a comma on a number, it doesn't change the count or value, but physics does like its accuracy, he supposes, a bit too much. Even maths doesn't go this far.

"Alright, that's all class, any questions?" Finally, the awaited sentence is spoken, "I expect you all to pass wonderfully next week?"

"Yes." The class droned on.

"Great, you're all dismissed." Awesome. Ais immediately jumped out of his seat as if it were burning. Snatching his bag, he set on a run.

Solar is in the same place he'd seen him two minutes ago, with an addition of Ais' twin brother Blaze.

"You finished earlier than me?" Ais asked, feeling a bit cheated on.

"Why did you take so long anyway?" His twin huffs, shaking off a drop of sweat from his bangs. Solar cringed away from him.

"Teacher held us up." He yawned, if only Blaze wasn't so sweaty, he'd make a good pillow.

"I only got away early because I solved an equation." Solar piped up, looking away from his phone, "I ordered a ride already, by the way."

"Thanks."

"No problem."

The three of them stood silently. Ais would've love to break it if his head didn't feel like it's currently leaking his IQ into the ground. He'd take anything over astrophysics, heck he'd rather memorise the characteristics of atom models, and their creators, also their backstory, rather than doing astrophysics.

When he blinks the haze out of his mind, Blaze is squatting on the floor focusing on his own orange-cased phone.

"Maybe we should call Gempa we're on our way." Ais suggested, squatting close to Blaze but far enough the smell of his sweat isn't overbearing.

"Sure." Blaze taps the call icon on Gempa's number. It rings four times before their older brother picks up.

"Blaze? Are you coming soon?"

"Yep, Solar ordered a ride already."

"Oh, good. Want anything for dinner? Little ones hadn't eaten yet and Hali said he'll be picking us up, but it'll be late, might as well."

The twins shared a look, before replying in sync, "Spicy fried rice."

"Add sausages in mine, please." Solar adds from behind the twins.

From the other side of the phone, Gempa nods even though he knew they wouldn't be able to see him, "Alright, anything else?"

There was silence for a few seconds before they replied in varying replies of disagreements.

"Okay. See you later." The third eldest smiled softly, letting Blaze to end their call.

"Gempa?" A rather chirpy voice called him from below, who else could've it be?

"What is it, Sori?" He slips his phone back to his pocket, turning ninety degrees to face his cousin.

"Me and Sopan cleaned our room like you asked!" The adorable Duri-lookalike beamed, showing the spot where his tooth had fallen off a week ago, "Can we have our ice creams now, pretty please?"

"Are you sure your gums won't hurt?" Gempa hums worriedly, eyeing the small prominent tooth that started to peek out from Sori's gum.

"Nope! Mommy says I'm allowed to!"

"If you say so..."

Sori's twin brother is currently in the living room watching the TV screen alongside the youngest, Gentar. Both their uniquely coloured eyes snapped to Gempa and sparkled brightly in anticipation just as quick.

"How about yours, Gengen?"

"Spotless!"

"Really?" Gempa let his comment be teasingly doubtful, breaking it into giggles when the toddler shot him an unimpressed look he must've copied from Taufan, "Fine, I believe you."

The three boys followed behind Gempa like little ducklings as they went to the kitchen. He hadn't heard anything from the older triplets. He wonders if they don't like desserts just as much.

"Ah..." Is that--

"You're taking too long." Glacier spoke, muffled with the way he stuffed his mouth with the cold sugary snack, which thankfully belongs to him. Gempa wouldn't like trying to calm screaming children arguing over stolen desserts.

"You're helping Gentar with his room when we finish." Gempa's oldest cousin by the grand age of seven pointed at him with his ice-cream-less stick. Frostfire must've bitten off the ice chunks in an eerily similar way Ais would do.

Supra, with the red-orange gradient shades Solar had gifted him on his fifth birthday that he wore proudly propped on his head, suddenly tugged Gempa's sleeve as the other gave the younger trio their rewards for their hard work.

"The doorbell." He points in the direction of what should be the door, "It's ringing."