Flashlight

Chapter 2- Don't turn to your right

The competition had officially started. Junior category is so much exciting than kids one. People are pulling, pushing, chocking, grappling and locking each other. Everything is so tensed up and serious, it puts me into the mood.

Everyone is cheering for their schoolmates, at the same time, adrenaline generating fast for their turn to get on the mat. Some seniors squat at the edge of the mat, advising their juniors who are competing to make sure they don't get "tortured" too much by their opponent.

I missed being a junior, nurtured by seniors. Just follow and learn. Naïve, passion, gossip without feeling guilty, laughter, tiring but satisfying day training with motivating seniors, compliment from mentors etc... All I had when I was a junior. Every girl in St Joseph will be formally appointed as the eldest senior at the age of seventeen to lead any projects, events or team in school. 17 years old in St Joseph is definitely a year that you can be the boss, but, gaining respect or not, it is really up to how you do it.

God dammit, and I was appointed to be assistant for a team, an enterprise project and a student service group when I was sixteen while I am already the member for another team, orchestra group and a state service group. The position of assistant should be hold by seniors who are at their seventeens. Why the hell on earth I need to pick up those sh*ts left behind by those leaders. Honestly, they have really bad leadership skills that I need to manage, organise or even speak for them.

In the end of the day, they hold the title; I hold the honour where juniors greet me everywhere I go; Claps and cheers whenever I step onto the stage; photo of Daphne Parker attending events and winning awards posted at every corner of the school or even social medias. Everything happened last year and I still strongly felt everything in me. The power of Leader in St Joseph.

"Daphne, I'm scared. So scared," Lacy held my hand, look into my eyes with mixed emotions and placed my hand on her left chest. "You feel it? Did you feel it? Oh my God!! It's skipping so fast!!" I found it very funny every time she does this. What a dramatic friend I have! She really have to do this every time encounter with situations like receiving exam results or during competitions. I can see she's not an expert in coping stress, unlike other Josephians. Experts and master eveything.

I frowned and stare at her because I am annoyed that my heart is pumping so fast and my thoughts are haunting me. Yup, I expect my friends to know what am I thinking and feeling because they are my friend. There are not supposed to interfere while I am thinking.

Not even a second later, I felt totally released. I smiled back at her. Lacy had a really broad smile and she is really naïve until the extend to trigger your sympathy that you will never get mad at her even she had done wrong. When she's angry, you will find her adorable. She really ache our heart when she's in her blue mood. Too naïve, too kind to sad over unnecessary stuff.

"Dude! Tell me, tell me what should I do?" she trembled, hoping for my response.

Okay, I see. She is too nervous until she didn't know what she was talking about. What should she do? Go out, fight, win and come back. To be detail, go out there and shake the opponent until stars comes out from their head for the entire three minutes.

I had died once fighting with Lacy at a point of time that I wasn't equip with any skills. I suffered from migraine over the weekend after that.

Lacy is short by height, long by width.

"Alright. Let me teach you this..." I stand up, signalled her to stand up . I finally decided to teach her the only technique that I know.

" Okay, so this won't help you to defeat your opponent. But it will help you to gain more space for yourself....." I taught her how to trip her opponent to get enough space to attack. She should know how to attack from there onwards.

After she got familiar with the technique, we sat down on the ground again and spectate the fight.

" COME ON LEO!!!! LOCK IT LOCK IT!! DO NOT LET GO!!! GRAB THE HANDS, YES, TURN AROUND. THAT'S RIGHT... COME ON GET UP!!! 30 SECONDS MORE.. JUST STAY, STAY... STAY LEO!!!" I heard some gay voice coming from my right hand side.

Yes, gay... A gay male's voice... Very annoying...Can't he just shut up or move to somewhere else and shout.

Hello sissy, if you want to be an advisor... Please proceed to the edge of the mat. Bastard.

As the timer rang indicates that the time for one round of fight is over. He claps.

Holy Jeeessss..... Even the the way he claps is so disturbing to my intestine.

I can't stand it and I really want to find out this dude so I can stay away from him next time. I turned my irritated face to the right and .......

Aiii..shhii...beau... cre...

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Hoho! Somebody has revealed... I didn't know what is Daphne Parker trying to say either, nor what she see. 

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Author's flash:

So hi guys, I am really out of time today because I am still on my exam. This GAY guy are not suppose to be out by chapter 2. I had planned for him to out from chapter 3.But i just can't wait to see him. 

I tried to study just now and my mind was on Flashlight all the while. hmm... since I have a few views, I just wanted to entertain my beloved first few readers. Thank you guys!

Alright, I guess I should back to my text book.   

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