Lich's POV
Hey! I'm Rory Reese Leidlich Delavin. 16 years of age. I took up the course of Culinary arts. Well, all of us did.
Anyways, there is currently a mixed field trip with the boys from Sullen Empire. This is not the first time I saw boys yet, I haven't seen one in a while.
Waiting for Khenjay to get out of the bathroom, Sumner sat on the spare chair that was scattered around the bathroom hall.
"What's the next period?" Khenjay asked inside the bathroom. Her voice was clear to echo and her footsteps inside were heard.
"None. Were about to go on a field trip," Emory answered. She sat on the desk on the spare chair Sumner was sitting on.
"Yeah, but it was said that it's by the council's choice who would be brought in this field trip." Motary pronounced. Everyone just shrugged. And yet, I was hoping to be getting out of this prison anytime soon.
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Khenjay got out, her tee was changed into a crop top with a small, cute ribbon on the central top.
She looked down on her outfit and looked at us, smiling like a freak.
She's strangely very happy today. How come?
What day is it today?
"Let's go?" Khenjay asked.
We all nodded and wished we're going to be in the field trip. This could be our time to prove why we're better than those creeps. Heart Catcherz were good though, they're not just popular but their also good in academics. But, we are better. And that's what we're gonna show them.
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Miss Kathleen Waterhouse, Royal Society's school principal, along with Mr. Harris Grays, Sullen Empire's school principal, gathered up on the stage to announce the lucky asses that'd probably be in this field trip.
But the seminal event in Queen Bee fandom was still to come, a moment in Royal Society's history that would make Chloe and her friends envy us.
Miss Waterhouse started to call out group names, although as mention there will be 7 girl groups and 8 boy groups, for extra protection.
A core group had been somehow chosen for a divine mission. What the freak? I thought this was supposed to be a fuel trip! Not a madafakin' camping!
"... Heart Catcherz and of course, our very own Queen Bee!" Miss Waterhouse explained. We went up the stage after the other females had gone down. Everyone boomed in applause and shouts. I guess, we're gonna win the next elimination in Pink Slip.
"You're gonna be the cooks, good?" Miss Waterhouse says. We smiled and gave a thumb's up. The said principal gave us small sheets of paper. Each had letter and numbers on it. Mine was 'Van/2 97'. I'm not sure of what it means, though.
"Way did you get?" Motary asked as she flicked her paper open and showed hers.
She was Van/4 95.
Emory = Van/5 93
Sumner = Van/3 96
Khenjay = Van/1 98
Ahria = Van/5 94
"What does this mean Ma'am?" Khenjay asked Miss Waterhouse about he numbers. She gladly talked to the principal while we waited down the stairs for her to finish the talk with Miss Kathleen.
Khenjay finally got back from the stage.
Explaining to us that the Van number depends on our grades. Wow, at least Khenjay got the highest.
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Ruesse's POV
I got on the van again, sitting 2 seats behind the driver and by the window. I turned on the music, playing Austin Mahone's Put It On Me over and over again.
I fixed my hair and tucked it inside my gray beanie and placed my Ray Ban sunglasses on to shade my eyes from any intent sunlight.
As I averted my focus on the field where Timothy and Jacinth were, someone stole my attention. All I can make out is that she has honey-blonde hair that falls the middle of her arms. I didn't get the to see her face clearly because she seems to cover it up with her long bangs that almost reached the tips of her nose.
She awkwardly seemed familiar, sitting next to me. For a fraction of seconds, she looks at me and averts her eyes quickly.
"Chloe?" I muttered, furrowing my eyebrows as I took my sunglasses off. I quickly paused the song. I quietly fight the urge to knock the daylights out of him. Chloe was my ex-girlfriend. She knows that I'd never be in a committed relationship with her. I just wanted to be free for a little while and not always be with someone who's always behind my back. She was too much, and besides, dating her was just a bet.
She still didn't speak up. I rolled my eyes and hissed at her, playing my music again and putting back my sunglasses.
A girl with bluish hair and bright sapphire blue eyes. She wore a reddish crop top and a high waisted sleeveless one-peice dress and knee-length, ebony heeled boots.
QShe runs to the van quickly, holding up her sling bag. She roamed her eyes around for an empty seat, she spotted a seat beside Chloe and sat there and the van starts to move.
"No one sits here, right?" She spoke, her voice was so inenocent. She continued to stare at me, and I didn't even know what to say. God, I'm sweating why is it so hot in here?
"What?" I questioned, my tone sounded like I was repulsed. I stared back at her, as if I didn't hear anything she said because of my earphones.
She rolled her eyes and just leaned on the seat she was at. Aiish!
First day I met her and she's already mad at me. Good job, Ruesse! You made a really good job! A big round of applause for you! Ugh!
Wait! Why do I even care? As if there's something between us! No OE is there going to be. Why am I even thinking about this girl? Aiish!
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Khenjay's POV
Bullshit, this guy!
Who does he think he is? The president? Talking of assuming! Ugh! I was supposed to have a good mood because we were in this trip thingie.
I inserted my earphones, slipping the paper inside my pockets. I better rest because I know, when we get there, I'd never get this peaceful sleep again.
Ugh! Maybe this small nap would change my mood for even just a while I really wish that I'd never see this guy again!
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A/N:
I know, Khenjay's POV was short. It's because I don't know what else to put there. Next chapter's gonna be ridiculously romantic.
~Luxe ×°×°
