Mission: PT&PR

Exam

Ali went to school with Yaya again tomorrow. He had hanged out and chatted more with the gang and this time they were opening more up.

They were having a quite difficult test, almost everyone was struggling to answer it, except for Ying and Yaya. According to Boboiboy, Gopal and Fang, they almost got the top 2 positions in class and will always fight to get the first place. Seeing as how things are going, they were almost as right as they were. Both of them were finishing it as quick as they can, as fast as lightning they were. Yaya would constantly peek at Ying to make sure she wasn't copying, and Ying would do the same. But when they caught each other's stare, they would look away like they didn't even care.

The teacher, Mister Papa Zola, was sitting at his desk while he took a long sip of his hot coffee from his pink mug. Then he gave out a sigh at the students, with a smile he couldn't hide, and put his mug back down on the desk. The chair screeched against the floor as he stood up and adjusted his tie.

"OK. Now, justice needs to go to the washroom! Ha, ha, be quiet yeah you all? If anyone makes any noise,"

He moved beside Yaya's right and elbowed her lightly at her arm. "Tell me yeah Yaya?" he whispered loudly.

Yaya grinned. "OK, teacher."

"OK it is! I shall leave now! Toodaloo~"

He tip-toed out from the class as the door slowly move back to its original place. Ali sighed as he looked back at his test paper. Not even a question answered. How worse can this go?

"Psst, psst."

He looked in front of him, where the sound came from, and saw Gopal with one of his hand opened beside his mouth.

"What is it?" Ali asked.

"Later, you wanna come over to Boboiboy's house to watch us train?"

"Uh...OK?.."

Gopal grinned, but when they heard the sound of something whipping, they knew something bad was about to happen. Gopal shivered as he turned around to face to face the whipper cowardly. Yaya glared at Gopal fiercely and a rotan in her grip, slammed on Gopal's table.

"What were you guys discussing?" Yaya asked with her voice tight.

"Nnnn-nothing," Gopal said innocently.

Yaya whipped the rotan once more on the table as Gopal hopped back slightly to the back of his seat, away from the rotan.

"Don't think it's that easy to lie to me."

Gopal gulped a wave of sliver down his throat. His brain was trying to think up of a proof to settle this down before he gets reported to Mister Papa, then to the discipline teacher.

"I-I-I-I'm not lying! Look at Ali's paper!"

He snatched Ali's paper from his table.

"Hey! What are you doing?!" Ali shouted.

Gopal showed it to Yaya as Yaya observed it. As expected, nothing was written on it, and that proved part of it that they weren't discussing something based on the exam.

"OK then," Yaya decided. "I'll let you go this time. But, if I catch you two talking again...you better watch out."

Yaya stormed back to her seat as Gopal sighed. "Phew, safe."

Mister Papa walked back steadily into the class, looking at his fellow students with a broad smile, and sat back on his seat with a leg on the other.

"If there is any questions, you may raise up your hands, my fellow kids."

Ali raised his hand up.

Mister Papa stood up and slammed his hands on his table and pointed at Ali. "Yesssss? What is that that you don't understand, my fellow kid??!!" he shouted.

Ali took his hand back and looked at him innocently. "Uhh...actually I don't understand everything, teacher."

Everyone instantly turned back to face him with surprised. "What?!" they said in unison.