Benriesan Socialis

1

Chapter 1
陈老师 smiled faintly as her eyes followed her pupils as they darted around the basketball court. Last year, the Benriesan Socialis had been infamous for their clever tricks and pranks. This year, they successfully kept most of their hyperactive energy contained until recess time where they could burn most of it playing catching. There was no doubt that they were extremely bright, holistically developed girls for they excelled in all aspects.
"I've told you already! Don't say that so loud! Especially with hawks around!" Grace snapped irritably at easily excitable Eleanor and Netanya. She followed that with a stream of words that would make most people sterilize her mouth. Eleanor bounced up and down cheekily. "Mrrw says sorry." she muttered, smiling. "Mrrw!" Netanya agreed happily. "Chill," Benrie insisted, punching Grace's arm lightly. "Oh, and you're it!" she exclaimed joyfully and darted away. Instantly, the girls surrounding Grace scattered.
Soon, the bell rang and the girls grabbed their things and dashed to the stairs. Miraculously, once again, when Ms Lo and Kibble strolled into 5P, the Benriesan's 5P members were already sitting at their desks. Grace was pouring her thoughts into a purple notebook titled SRA; Eleanor was bouncing up and down in her seat and meowing; Netanya was bent over a list labelled Ideas for the thing; Rachel was decorating her notebook; Kaitlyn was stretching in her seat; Hannah was burying her head in her file.
After the class greeted Ms Lo, Eleanor reached into her pocket quickly and pulled out a green colored orb. She turned it over a few times before putting a slip of paper inside. She then proceeded to toss it at Kailyn. "Ow," Boo-boo muttered as it hit her arm. Before anyone could notice, she picked up the orb and grinned at Ely. A few moments later, she tossed it to Nutty who, soon, rolled it back to Kaitlyn.
From Kaitlyn's desk fell a piece of paper that read:  Same place same time,today, everyday. Pass the message, then pass back. Ely noticed it and snatched it up as well as grabbed the orb from under Boo-boo's table. "What is that?" Ms Lo snapped sharply, suddenly noticing the orb. "Just because I don't say doesn't mean I don't see." she added. Ely smiled apologetically, hoping Ms Lo would let it slip. It didn't seem to work so she squeezed a button on her watch, hoping Benrie would get the signal. "So? What do you say?" Ms Lo asked.
"So? What do you say?" Ms Lo's voice said.... Only, it wasn't from her, it was from a girl leaning against the door frame. She wore a black hoodie with the hood up so one could not identify her face. She twirled a pencil between her fingers. The class stayed silent. "Just because I don't say doesn't mean I don't see it," she mimicked perfectly. "Where are your manners?" Ms Lo demanded, getting angrier by the second. "Where are your manners?" the girl repeated before throwing back her hood, revealing messy, windswept brown hair, and knocking on the door. "Sorry, Ms Lo. May I come in and get a worksheet?" she asked in Mdm Aa's voice. Ms Lo suppressed a smile as she agreed. However annoying the mimicking was, it was terribly funny.
"Thank you." Ely mouthed. Benrie had successfully pulled off a distraction for Ms Lo went back to going through the CT1 mock paper. Benrie nodded quickly, just once but she had.
***
"Hurry up! Chinchillaa is almost here!" Vera hissed to Benrie. "Almost, almost," Benrie muttered under her breath. "Done!" she exclaimed and headed back to her seat as if nothing had ever happened. Benrie winked at Ann who reached over to high-five her. "Don't forget your lines!" Pheebs hissed as Mdm Aa walked in. Immediately, the class stood up to greet her. Unlike the rest of the class, the 5Q Benriesan Socialis suppressed mischievous smirks. Mdm Aa walked over to the teacher's table and set down a gargantuan stack of worksheets. "Horrible," she muttered under her breath, not realising that Vera, seated near to the teacher's table, could hear her. "Brilliant," Vera whispered to herself. So far, so good.
    "Onna," Mdm Aa called sharply. "Give out the worksheets, don't taste them!" Disgusting as it was, Onna was sucking the corner of Carol's worksheet.
    "... who got question 15 wrong?" Mdm Aa asked, turning the page to where she had left off. A few hands went up in the air. "Careless!" Yiting quickly exclaimed. Mdm Aa nodded absently. However, she soon gasped when she noticed that there was a large ink stain on the page.
Calling once, calling twice. Heed our warnings. Calling once, calling twice, are you not available?
    Mdm Aa then noticed an ink stain, brown ink, on the teacher's table where she had placed the stack of worksheets earlier. She was fuming but she couldn't point out the culprit. It was written in a perfect cursive but... the words had to written backwards for the stain to... "Argh!" Mdm Aa gave an exasperated cry. It could have been a leftover from April Fools day since it was the 2nd of April today... after all, yesterday, the teachers hadn't used the teacher's table. "Who did this!?" Not like they'd own up though. Onna raised her hand, so did Yiting. Ann and Vera shot them looks and mouthed threats. The Benriesan Socialis was awesome, they were nice but don't get on their bad side.
    "Um, Mdm Aa, it was-" Onna blurted before Mdm Aa so much as glanced at her. "Onna," Yiting warned, not wanting Onna to get in trouble for speaking without permission. However, Mdm Aa took it that Yiting was finishing Onna's sentence.
    "Onnastasiya," Mdm Aa said coldly.
    "No! No! You are mistaken!" Onna cried frantically.
    "And you dare deny it when your own friend pointed it out,"
    "It wasn't me!"
    Very relieved, the Benriesan Socialis tried not to snigger for it might blow their cover.
    "...I will call your parents." Mdm Aa decided as Onna jumped up and pleaded once more, crocodile tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.
    "Come on, Onna! Stop crying!" Benrie moaned quietly. "It takes the fun out of everything!" On a continued to sob but sat down and buried her head in her hands. "You brought this upon yourself!"
    I swear she ruins every damn thing. Why must she be such wet blanket?
:::

"The completely, amazingly awesome nonexistent 5R," Netanya muttered bitterly to herself. It was a sort of joke among the Socialis. Sometimes they said it was 5P and 5Q combined, sometime they used it as a string of swear words. "Come on. I need to go already!" she mumbled, counting off the seconds to 1:30. Freedom was so close, you could smell the tense, anxious atmosphere of the classroom.
"Does anyone have any corrections for G17?" Ms Lo asked, taking no notice of the fidgeting students who were aching to be free of their prison of a classroom. "No? Ok, how about C20?" Ms Lo continued.
Netanya, who had not been paying attention, suddenly yelled, "Wait, I got question 5 of G17 wrong!"
"Were you not paying attention!?" Ms Lo lamented to herself before proceeding to go through the question. Unfortunately, Netanya was not paying attention once again. "...got it?" Ms Lo asked just as the bell rang. The class quickly shouldered their bags, half standing, half sitting. "Fine, you may go." Ms Lo said, finally noticing the class's eagerness.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Meanwhile, in 5Q, almost everyone was on edge, waiting for that wonderful bell to ring. However, Onna was simply dreading it for once class was over, Mdm Aa would call her parents. Her reputation as a good girl was at stake, it would be crushed. What would her parents say? What would happen to her conduct grade? "Damn, I hate Benrie. I HATE HER!" Onna muttered under her breath. Benrie, who mysteriously heard what Onna said, replied coldly, "Onnana the Banana the Iguana, I hate you too. You just watch, I will put you to sleep and you will wake up finding that marvelous gigantic nose of yours gone." Onna covered her face in her hands. What had she gotten herself into? Luckily, she was saved by the bell... or perhaps the bell had sealed her fate...? "You may go," Mdm Aa muttered reluctantly, causing everyone to run for the door and squeeze to get out.