The Hatter's Club

2: Alice's Request for a Mad Girl

Quinne's POV

Why is a raven like a writing desk? I don't know. Why am i being patched up in this clubroom instead in the infirmary? I don't have any idea. But the reason of why am i here is that the guidance counselor said that this is my punishment for my bad behaviour of beating up 5 male students on campus grounds.

What sort of punishment did he give? I'll get to be a part of their, only heaven knows whatever this forsaken club is. Tch. Such stupidity for letting me join something unknown to me, it's just like making me walk to an abyss full of traps and beasts!

"There! You're all done."

Kingswell said as he took a step back and watched his work of art, as of what he said. Bandages in my arms and hands. My face is also filled with cottons and band aids for minor wounds and scratches. I would say thank you but i lost all my gratitude when i saw the band aids he used are designed with red hearts and the bandages are tied into a ribbon.

"Do i look like a pet Cat that you can groom into any style you want?"

"No, cause i think of you as a sweet rabbit and yes you will be my pet because you are under--"

"Yeah yeah, fucking under your care, blah-blah-blaaah. But no. Heck i don't even know you two or any damn thing about this club. And joining clubs and having  normal chitty chat with others is not even my thing."

I said as i again tried to leave the room but a pair of hands forced me to sit once again and hold tightly into my shoulders. I squirmed but it just makes my wounds sore even more. So i stopped trying and sat looking at Kingswell, the jolly man with a band aid on the bridge of his nose,he giggled as he thanked Jared for his assistance, which was returned with a grunt from the hooded man.

"Then why don't we know each other so you'll be comfortable for the rest of the year. I am Clyde Lewis Kingswell, pleasure meeting you madame."

He said taking off his headphones from his neck and bowing his head slightly.

"Jared Cheshiro."

The hooded man said still holding my shoulders firmly. His statement was slightly unclear since he was waering a white face mask.

Strange, his eyes are difderent from each other. The left one is blue and the right one is yellow. I would consider his eyes pretty if he wasn't holding me down in this chair.

I didn't reply a word. Hmmp! Seconds pass and i still didn't speak.

Hayaan niyo ngang mapanis laway nila kakahintay sa sasabihin ko. As if importante naman pangalan ko eh. Kingswell faked a cough and smiled at me. That smile that makes him surrounded by flowers.

"Sweetie, we intruduced ourselves. There is no reason for you to be shy. A name is a name afterall. Now lets be polite and state your name."

"I think she's a disabled person that can't speak."

Biglang hirit ni Cheshiro that made my eye twitch and glared at him. He raised both of his hands and spoke in a soft tone.

"Geez, you're scaring me, woman."

I took a deep breath and looke at the both of them with pure hatred.

"Quinne Incarnacion. And i am not very pleasured to meet the two of you."

Kingswell then held his chest where his heart is position and grasped it as he was shot by a gun or something. He looked at me with a soft expression and teary eyes as he was really hurt.

"Sweetie, why did you hurt me. Don't you know i'm happy that you will be with us till the end of the year?"

"I don't know and i don't care."