Prestige Academy

Chapter 10 - The Four Suits

A certain German talented made his down the winding halls of Prestige Academy. Ignoring the click his shoes made as they came in contact with marble floors, he continued on until he reached a lone door found opposite Class XX; the door to the storeroom.

Ignoring the creaking the door made as it was gradually pulled open, the talented rummaged through the many old and new items of the academy. The rarely used room was the home for old sports materials and equipment of the sort and since the academy had only been up and running for two years, the room wasn’t at all full. In fact, the only thing the storeroom had was a basket of old soccer balls, a broken hoop and some worn out sneakers.

Why was a German talented rummaging through this junk you ask? Well, hidden in the dusty basket of soccer balls was a dusty old book and hidden in this dusty old book was some rusty old information about the sporting history of the academy. Although the academy had indeed been only running for two years, it had the best sporting achievements one could ever ask for. This was because all the students in the academy were of course, the best and only the best.

However, this was not the real reason this German talented was rummaging through this junk. This German’s name is Jeff, Jeff of the Krelyon family. Known for his peculiar attitude, or what he might say ‘insanity,’ and his self-defence weapon, Jeff was somehow admitted into the Student Council as the Year 12 talented representative despite being a new transfer student. How did he get such a position you ask? Blame the President, Jayse Thorn.

Jeff Krelyon was given the task of finding out what he could about the sub-groups within the parties of the academy within two days or he would be tossed out by the all too confident President. Apparently unable to argue, Jeff had no choice to agree but vowed later on to kill Jayse Thorn. He was only given two pieces of advice: The four suits and a rumour that it all began with an old sporting legend.

Blowing the dust off the cover of the old leather book, Jeff winced as it stung his eyes and gently opened the book, hoping this task was finally over.

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When Prestige Academy first began, it was split into four main sporting fractions which were based of the four card suits: The Blue Hearts, the Red Diamonds, the Yellow Spades and the Green Clovers. Each of the four had their own professions and all four was at national level, effortlessly sweeping the floor with other contestants. They were perfect and unbeatable; they were the Suits.

However, that all changed when Vice-Principal Clyde decided to pit the four Suits against each other. They fought long and hard at all different kinds of sports and at each one, only one Suit prevailed. It wasn’t long before there was a tie breaker between all four Suits. Disaster struck the academy. Every student was living in a hell on every day of the week. The Diamonds strived for victory, the Spades were shrouded in mystery, the Hearts fought for the peace they once had and the Clovers didn’t even seem to care anymore.

No one was winning and no one seemed to be giving up but one day it all just stopped and the Delinquents and the Talented age began. But, the Suits live on. Under the mask of either a talented or a delinquent was the heart of a Suit. A Blue Heart is a pacifist who believes in uniting the two parties in order to live peacefully. A Red Diamond is known to absolutely detest the other party no matter whether it’s a talented or a delinquent, in other words, someone like Rina Summers. A Yellow Spade is definitely still shrouded in mystery but what is unknown to many is that they’re made up of disguised who refuse to reveal their real family name, in other words, someone like Jayse Thorn. A Green Clover is also known as a ‘leftover’ which is someone who doesn’t fit in any of the other categories or just don’t care, in other words, someone like Leon Summers.

The four Suits live on. Not as a sporting group but as the four Sub-Groups which make the students feel more comfortable with their surroundings. This way, both talented and delinquents can talk to each other without even knowing the other’s status but by their Sub-Group. It’s a unique system only the students live by.

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“Gefunden!”

Jeff closed the leather-covered book and gently shoved it into his bag. Closing the door with a creak, the talented began to make his way back up the winding hallways, his destination the Student council Room. Completely ignoring those around him, he was unaware of the second set of footsteps which were becoming louder with each second until it was too late.

The sort high pitched scream of a young girl could be heard as she fell onto the cold marble floor. “T-that hurt… Jeff?!”

The sight of a red-scarfed girl is familiar to many, Jeff was no exception. “Lianna?”

The once cold blue eyes seemed warmer than they were a day ago and that somehow seemed to put the German at ease. Helping her back up to her feet, Jeff was about to be on his way once more but was stopped by a sudden question; “What that in your bag?”

Lianna was also known for her reputation for questions, or so the German had heard. Briefly, to get it over and done with, Jeff gave Lianna the most simple explanation of the four Sub-Groups. Smiling as he finished, he too ended his explanation with a question; “So, which one do you belong to, Lianna?”

Watching her expression turn to one of a thoughtful kind, Jeff’s patience thinned. “Well? I’m a Green Clover, by the way.”

“I think… I’ll be a Blue Heart.”