Benriesan Socialis

11

The next day was what you could call plain miserable. The sun was shining brightly and the sky was brightening at an alarming rate. Nonetheless, it looked like a perfect day, but not for the girls. Everyone was stressed by the happenings the previous day. They weren't in a mood to do anything fun.
The announcements were read during morning assembly and they told the school that Lynn had been framed. At least that made them happier.
Usually, Vera and Henrietta looked forward to recess. Now they just dreaded it.
Hen knew Vera would have to write her 250 lines. But what would she do? Just sit there and snack? Mr Fan had to let them eat. Hen's mom packed the usual. Bread and Nutella.
Recess came, much too fast for Vera's liking.
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Vera was in 5P. Writing lines. She sighed and tried to find all the writing materials she had in her pencil case.
"Not much, but it'll do." Vera muttered, she used a part of a car tyre (which she got from Hen as Hen needed it for swimming) and bound them together in a straight line. Then she started writing much more quickly too. Vera had come across this method on YouTube. Of course, Vera wasn't keen on watching crappy videos about "Back To School Hacks!" or whatever shit like that. It was on autoplay, not her problem! (Just to clear misunderstanding.)

And by the first recess, she was done.
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"Hand in your reflections." Mr Fan stood at the door of 5P, holding out his hand to collect the reflections. All of them obediently gave it to him and returned back to their seats, as if he was never there in the first place.
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They met Lynn after school. Hen, Nut and Ely. She was looking very happy indeed.
"Hey...thanks!" Lynn said hugging Ely.
Ely squealed. She was a very ticklish person.
Lynn does not really like hugging her juniors either, but they had helped her.
After that all of them went home.
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The next day, the 5P members of the Socialis were in class when Mr Fan appeared at the door.
Ms Lo groaned. She hated people showing up at doors, especially if they wanted to see her students. Even more when she was teaching a very important topic.
"Can I see Netanya, Isabel Koh and Kaitlyn please, the people who are involved in the ahem ahem thing." Mr Fan announced.
In the same obedient manner that they did the other day, the trio got out of their seats and went over to Mr Fan. They were prepared for a major scolding.
"What. Is. This." Mr Fan said, being as monotonous as ever.
"What is what?" Netanya asked as sweetly as possible.
"You dare to insult my disciplinary methods?" Mr Fan asked.
"N-n-no." Kaitlyn stuttered, shaking with fear.
Mr Fan thrust the reflection back at the girls, asking them to see for themselves. Nut looked through her reflection. Okay. This was not right. The reflection was real rude with broken english, and it was nothing Nut had written. But man, the reflection was funny. It really did insult Mr Fan.
But now it was serious, Nut figured, as she looked at Booboo and Gigabel (not giggling at all). They wore puzzled looks on their face.
"Nut do you..." Kaitlyn muttered.
"Yes, I know." Nut whispered back
All of them had no idea what was happening. They just stood there, none of them felt like explaining. It was too weird.
Looking at the girls' shocked faces, Mr Fan suddenly burst out laughing. Booboo almost toppled on Isabel. Nut tried to steady herself. What was wrong with Mr Fan? He never laughed in front of them like that before!
"Ha!" He exclaimed, "I tricked you! Ha! Get a taste of your own medicine! Ha!" His face was full of expression, some happiness that the girls have never seen before.
Gigabel just folded her arms. Nut shook her head. Booboo did the #facepalm.
"Not funny, Mr Fan." Nut muttered.
"No?" Mr Fan asked, his face looked like a picture of disappointment. Epic fail.
There was an awkward silence as Isabel, Kaitlyn and Netanya tried to come up with the right words so Mr Fan would not feel bad.
"Well.." Mr Fan started, breaking the silence, thankfully, "I'll give y'all your real reflection, hope y'all will think bou' it. Now go back to your class, chopchop." Mr Fan was making a desperate attempt to use slang. Another epic fail for him.
Gratefully, the girls scuttled back to their seats, still reeling from the shock, the shock of Mr Fan being so well... weird.
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Meanwhile in 5Q
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Looks like Fanfferfish was doing the same thing to the poor 5Q members. Yee.
Again, the girls were called out. Vera, Ann and Benrie, those who were involved in the ahemahem 'thing'
Again he scolded them for insulting his disciplinary methods.
Again, he gave out a different reflection.
Anny, upon seeing the reflection, spoke up.
"This is not mine." She said confidently.
"No?" Mr Fan asked. This was becoming one of his favourite word slash phrase to use.
"Not mine either." Benrie muttered, obviously shocked.
Vera was angry at being 错怪ed. She returned the paper to Mr Fan and announced loudly, "I think you have given me the wrong one, Mr Fan!"
Looking at everyone's reflection, Mr Fan knew, right now was his cue to reveal the truth.
"LOL. LMAO. ROTFL. Tricked y'all. Like how you do that to people! As good as yours!" He practically spelt out every acronym. He kept laughing at his own joke. By himself.
All of them looked at Mr Fan like "seriously."
"I am not amused." Benrie mimicked in Ms Goo's voice. "This is a very poorly-planned prank. All coming in dribs and drabs." She then continued in Mrs Tan's voice. And finally, to end her act of showing how horrible Mr Fan's prank was, she ended off with "If you continue like this, you will not pass GEP-of pranking." All in Mr Fan's monotonous voice.
"Mm very bad." Ann muttered in disbelief. She found many mistakes in this prank. One for sure, was revealing the truth too quickly for it to be fun. Another one was, he was not supposed to be so happy about that. This prank was just a small trickery one, just for pulling people's legs, not like the ones the Socialis used to play.
And finally, Vera. "Lame." She announced, and being the screwed person she was, she whispered, "Bad pranker. Under no circumstance invite him to join the Socialis. By the way, what do you think Mr Fan's gonna say about our reflections? I wrote shit."
Mr Fan was again, disappointed. He was really not cut-out to be a pranker.
Therefore, he just gave the real reflections back to them and commented on each of them, his real opinions.
"Ann, yours is very thoughtful. I hope you have learnt your lesson." Mr Fan was back to his monotonous voice.
"Henrietta Tjan. Yours is a bit... different. But I have learnt something so it will do. You can still prank as long as it does not hurt others." Henrie got back her reflection gratefully.
"Vera you are smart. You found a way to get around this. Tsk Tsk." Mr Fan looked and sounded hilarious when he did that.it was very unlike himself, he almost seemed... how can I put it...crazy? No. Psycho? That's just mean. Let's say weird.
Weird, ah yes. The whole thing was weird. Why did Mr Fan even try to prank them, they did not understand.