2 | New School and...

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COLD NIGHT in London, England. I'm arranging the contents of my new cupboard in my room. Previously, I had dinner with Mama Alika, Papa Dempster-who only came home from his office at five in the afternoon and Aster-who only came home at four in the afternoon. Ah, do you know who Aster is? I told you before that Papa Dempster is married and has one child who is one year older than me. So you can conclude that Aster is the child of Papa Dempster and Mama Alika.

After dinner, Papa Dempster said that tomorrow I would start my transfer school and told me to sleep because I was tired after the trip. But I can't sleep because...

THE SCAR OF THE SLAP REALLY HURTS!!! DAMN!!!

This wasn't an ordinary slap, but rather-

Plup.

"Sup!"

I turned around, see?

"What, heh?! I've finished cleaning this room!" I'm annoyed with the language--

"Well, that's it, hehe. BTW, I just saying hello."

I rolled my eyes. "That's not like you, you told me to clean the room."

"Because White told me to remind you, hehe."

"Yeah but why did you have to slap me anyway, Black? Why???" I really feel annoyed with this creature.

"So that you wake up from rest. You are la-"

"DON'T USE SLAPPING, BLACK! YOUR SLAP HURTS SO MUCH, YOU KNOW!!!" I exclaimed in annoyance, but no one knew my exclamation apart from this creature because I was using language-

"Hi, Muth, Black. How are you?"

I turned around, see? But this is the good version.

"As usual. What are you up to, White?" I asked. Still using language-

"Black?! Why did you slap Muth like that?! That's not good!"

I stared at the two creatures, Black and White. They always fight, everywhere and every time. Like Tom and Jerry. Black even threw a pillow at White in my dorm room when I was still at boarding school-my previous school. Those who saw them actually screamed in fear and thought there was a ghost in the room-they really was like a ghost.

I snorted in annoyance, I chose to go to sleep rather than watch the two creatures fight which would probably be silent for about 5-10 minutes. And only I can 'see' and 'hear', plus can 'communicate' with those two creatures.

"Okay! Then, I'll wake Muth before you-or Alika!"

"Okay, deal?"

"Deal!"

Damn...

***

Bruuk!

"Bas-"

Plup. "Ah, late... Hey, Muth! Stop begin so rude!"

I rubbed my head which was stuck to the foot of the bed and glared in annoyance. See.

"Black! White! Why did you guys throw me off the bed?!" I'm annoyed, with the language-

"It wasn't me who knocked you out, it was Black."

"Yes, but this is the best way to wake Muth-"

"But that's not how it works, Black! How many times have I taught you? It has to be kind and gen-"

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