The Geranji Ships

Yuanace #4: Even Jesus ain't saving ya

Click

She snapped her head towards her impatient principal who had a pen clicking in her hand.

The vicinity of the walls near Graceful freaked the sodium out of her but she tried her best to remain calm and takr deep breathes.

Why are principal offices so small?

Ms THP looked over to see the 3 idiots that now lie infront of her.

They had been there at the crime scene yet all seemed to have not seen the accident.

She took a look at the video intercom outside her office; multiple policemen were awaiting and she had no way to chase them off.

The last thing she wanted was for Geranji to be shut down. She was too young for this.

Graceful silently squirmed in her seat,unable to comprehend the twist taken within 24 hours to have communicated with her crush more within this period than she ever had her entire life.

The silence in the room was overwhelming as the only sounds heard were the spinning of the fan and Ms THP's clicking of the pen.

Click click

Whoosh-whoosh

Graceful stole a glance to her left for the 10th time, wincing in a tiny heartbreak the 10th time as well.

The ever-handsome Xen was seated next to her with his surfur-style hair. His fingers fidgeting against one another and he looked down.

His arms rested gently by him as his left arm was hooped by a skinny one.

Tequila hooped her arm around his, flashing her award-winning smile to Graceful as she fluttered her fake eyelashes.

She swung her skinny right foot while over her left, whilst having it cladded in Prada.

No one was talking

Nothing happened

And silence pursued.

Ms THP's anger soon bursted as she screamed the same question that she was interrogating them for the past 15 minutes;

"Who hit Jailer!!?"

Graceful bit her lip hard and avoided Ms THP's gaze as she looked down, not willing to answer.

Xen was the same.

Tequila cleared her throat (how unlady-like) and she responded, "Ms Tee..."

The way her lips rolled to address the first initial of their principal's name was freaky..very freaky.

"We really do not know who did what. We were simply late to school and had to rush."

Of couse you did. Graceful thought

Ms THP's patience was wearing thin as she turned her head to Graceful and asked for the umpteenth time,

"Miss Ohelia, did you see who had hit Mr Chandran today morning?"

Graceful took a gulp of air, looking over her left.

Tequila was staring at her with cold stone eyes as she deadlocked poor Xen's face infront of her.

Xen looked so helpless and guilty that she could see the tips of his fingernails quivering; a sign of anxiety and nausea.

At that point, Graceful understood why Mithranee and the others were dead afraid of Tequila.

She had the ability and tenacity to manipulate people and know a person's weakness.

And use it against them.