A tale in the brains.

Chapter 4.

Carmilla basically became the embodiment of joy when I told her I wanted to run for president to get a good name in the school.

Although the joy was pretty short lived when the clock struck 7 o'clock and Carmilla had to go to her own classes.

Once I made my way into the classroom, I smiled at some people like I did when I was introduced before I reached my assigned chair by the window.

I get my pencil case which is very much sanrio coded (by that I mean it's just hello kitty, pompompurin, and any other sanrio characters you can think of. And I absolutely love it.) I take out a notebook and reach for a purple pen and began doodling.

I was just beginning to draw the torso when- "hey did you draw that?" It was Julian. He was leaning over, looking at my notebook attentively.

"Yeah!- I like drawing... I guess." I stutter like an idiot. Why? I wasn't even sure, I acted unfazed to the other boys at my old school whenever they tried to make a move, but then again— the boys in this school are definitely an upgrade.

"Well, you're pretty good." He says leaning closer to look at it. "Can I flip through some pages on my desk? If you don't mind." He asks earnestly.

"Oh, sure, I don't mind." I shrug, attempting to be... what's the word? Nonchalant.

He smiles as he picks up my notebook and returns to his desk. He flips through the pages and once and a while he stops and shows them to his friend, who of course is none other than Reece.

Reece, though has an aura of freshness, or whatever you want to call it that makes girls basically do the stop and stare drill at him, is the absolute worst.

He keeps snickering each time Julian shows him a drawing and glancing my way to see if I saw.

Having about enough, I get up and storm to Julian's desk. "Is there something funny, Reece?" I frown.

"Oh? Nothing, not at all. It's just, you really do this in your spare time?" he chuckles while looking directly at my drawing.

I feel my face heat up as I face Julian who is looking at me sympathetically. "Can I have it back?" I say with edge in my voice. I never had to experience this back in my old school, and I am now wondering if this—(the whole moving schools bit) was a good idea.

"Sorry about my friend, Reece." he mutters to me as he hands me my notebook. Though I wanted to punch his friend on the nose(the very perfect nose that sits on his very perfect face.) out of anger, Julian is quite friendly.

"It's alright." I reply even though I still wanna scream my heart out at Reece because of what he just taunted.

Julian seems to mutter what I assume is another apology before turning to Reece. I on the other hand, will keep doodling, to show him his words have no affect on me. (At least I think it didn't have an affect on me...)

About 5 minutes pass by before our section adviser, Ma'am Jen, walks in with a bright smile and I quickly put away my doodling things, still glaring at Reece every time he looks away.

"Hello class! I hope we are doing good, for today we are going to have a little practice debate on..." she trails off, leaving us in anticipation.

In the corner of my eye I see Reece smirk and roll his eyes. And after seeing that, I am very tempted to do the same, to him though.

"Love!" Ma'am Jen finishes her sentence and the class bursts into noise.

I just stare. Debate?... /DEBATE!/ I loved debates. I loved manipulating my competitors into becoming a stuttering mess as the whole class watches. Is it mean? Definitely. Do I do it anyway? Of course.

"You will be separated into two teams. The brain and heart. One side will debate on why they think loving with the brain is better, while the other fights on how loving with the heart is better." she smiles. "Reece, you will be in charge of the heart... and..." she scans the class and her gaze lands on me, and I feel my heart leap
"Dhanzielle will lead the brain." she smiles before the bell rings.