The Geranji Ships

Jithra #3: Rooting Blind

Its one of those days again

Mithranee's legs felt colder than the north pole even though she was wearing thick leather jeans.

It was another morning period of chemistry and she got her shopping list for her project materials.
It took her 3 pills, 2 lemonades and 5 coffee shots to get through the events that has occurred so far.

After Josh left yesterday, she took 15 minutes to calm herself down before coming out and realizing that Tequila had returned back, anew.

Mithranee swallowed hard at that thought of a supposed new Tequila, just a more notorious and devilish woman who would most likely blame someone for heresy and claim their boyfriend in return.
After all, she was a walking irony.

As Hamster G entered to give his lecture, he asked them to open their laptops for a new assignment based on redox reactions.

Upon hearing, a pang of pain hit Mithranee.
She was not able to find her chromebook since yesterday and didn't matter anyway.. it was broken and useless.
It was not like she knew how to repair it as well.

Mithranee just looked around sadly at the other students took out their chromebook and secretly prayed Hamster would not catch her. She could not afford another laptop at this point.

Mithranee started to panic and started thinking about the consequences (without fainting as she had breakfast and an anxiety pill in case she saw Jailer).

If Hamster saw her without her chromebook,he would definitely send her to detention and humiliate her in front of the racoons.
However, there was a possibility that after yesterday's Jailer-encounter, he would be empathetic to her and allow her to change group or join Vanilla ( who was working alone).

But the chances of Hamster being a human were close to negative 100 so Mithranee had to think of a way out of the mess. She absolutely did not want to mess up her absolutely perfect record she had been working so hard to keep up.

She looked around frantically, as Hamster was walking around with his cane tapping the ground and his glasses tipped slowly at the creek of his oily nose.

C'mon Mithranee! Think of something!

And suddenly it clicked to her.

She immediately stood up as Hamster approached the table diagonal to her.

"Uh.. professor Hamster.. I need to look for my laptop in my locker. I will be right back. I apologize for the inconvenience caused."

Hamster tilted his dark-toned head to face her, skepticism starting to settle in him.

To make her lie more viable, she showed her empty desk and fluttered her eyelashes at him. For some miraculous reason, Hamster nodded and let her past.

Without wasting time for him to change his mind, Mithranee scrambled out of the class quietly.

While walking across the corridor, Mithranee looked around, observing the lockers piled to the sides. They always proved no purpose as there was a CCTV in each one to monitor every animal. It was still not confirmed if the toilets do have a camera or not. No one's found it.

Yet.

But the way each locker was done could give her an idea whom it belongs to (even though every one of them was vandalized by Jocks during their 'rad' drunk parties). She remembered how they would fight and beat up dangerous geeks who cleaned up their own lockers. They would re-vandalize the lockers (the only jock who did not take part in such activities was Heiven) and make sure only their lockers are clean.