Chapter 37
Whitehorn Academy gives us a three week vacation to our respective districts before coming back for the final exam. They say it’s some kind of grace period for us since the final exam is really bloody, but I’ve heard from Train that it’s just a lame excuse for the Professors to get some rest since students always give them hard time especially this year. A lot of casualty happened, most them I am involved – the egg hunt protection; the fights became too aggressive according to Professor Great that he issued a warning letter to our parents, both my team and Sirius’s. The explosion at the IT room, I was too sleepy that I accidentally plugged a wrong socket on the extension cord, there were at least three wounded students plus a row of damaged computers. Edward and I are also responsible for the everyday loss of gun syringes and pain killers at Dr Penelope’s infirmary. The backing out of a potential Kent investor to our school courtesy of my retorted beliefs during a conduct of observation on our Debate class. My near drowning incident during which alumni were present and accused the school for having frail security; they believe that a mixed blood came in and attacked me and Stephanie leading to the hospitalization of Luke. And lastly, just three days ago I almost killed a Madame.
James is in the cage patiently waiting for the beast to take over. Though he obeys me, sometimes he gets moody and ransacks the underground laboratory. To keep that from happening again, Edward and Professor Wood undivided the half of the beasts’ quarter and made it solely for James. “You’re really going home with that face?” he asks me as if he knows what kind of people are there back home. I don’t think I’ve elaborated them for him to speak as if he knew them better.
“They’re used to this.” I say casually as I press a stress ball on my palms as blood rushes to a blood bag. It’s my third bag, I think it’s all he’ll be needing since we noticed that one blood bag can suffice for a week for him. I get up, put a cotton and tape where I injected the needle and then folded the bed, pushing it back to the operating room. I really like how convenient Professor Wood’s things are most of them are just push and pull, press and slide.
As James growls while transforming, I on the other hand scream in pain. The pain, mostly in my head and ears is doubling each time I take out my blood for transfusion. Blood that rushes on my nose and the drowsiness are getting longer too. The side-effects are worsening.
These whole side-effects was explained to me by Edward before, I think it was when Professor Wood was out for a seminar and he left Edward in charge. When I inject the yellow serum, I first need to feel my heart burn before sucking my blood out. Just to make sure that the serum is perfectly working. Once the blood that has both my immune cell and the good ingredient of the serum is out, that’s the time I will feel all the side-effects. James and Edward are still up to this day desperately looking for a way to cure the side-effects permanently and the closest they got is pain killer from Erda.
“I’ll be back after three weeks.” I pat James’s head, the way one does to his pet and leaves the laboratory. I feel bad for James. He can’t come home and see the people he loves because of his condition.
I get my already packed travel bag and let myself out of the dormitory. I don’t have to rush since there’s no one really waiting for me, telling me I’m late but I think I’ve grown to it that it became a habit. When I step into our train division, all eyes are killing me. They still haven’t forgot that I surrendered a fight dragging all of them to supplementary class and ruining their perfect grades. It so happened that I was the only Sage who made it to round 3 – Terence won against Amber but eventually lost against Edward, while the others lost on the first round. As much as I want to yell that it was just a fifty point deduction, I can’t. I understand them; grades are everything to us. Even I want to slap myself for doing that since I am the most in need of perfect grades now, but what can I do? James’s life depends on mine. I can’t let anything happen to me.
