#SOTUS Continued: Book One A PremWad Tale

Withdrawals

Maprang's POV

"What are you looking at?" Prae says as she takes her seat. I look up at her, grinning, and point to the guys of our group.

"Them," I laugh. "Watch this." Pulling out my phone, I send a message in our group chat.

The Scary One: boo

I laugh when I see all the guys jump and fumble for their phones. They all turn as one and glare at me before they put their heads back on their desks, looking like someone stole their favorite toy.

"See," I say, grinning at Prae and nudging May.

"They have been like that since we got back from Pattaya City," May hums as she looks over at her boyfriend.

A message sounds on someone else's phone in the room, and the guys once again scramble to check their phones. Putting them back on the desk, looking disappointed.

The Scary One: BOO!

They grab their phones and turn to glare at me again.

"Do you want to die?" Wad scowls at me.

"Stop it already," Tew hisses at me.

"Not funny," Jett growls.

I mouth, "OK, I will stop." and wait for them to put their heads back down.

"Do you think they miss messaging the seniors?" I ask, trying not to laugh at the guys sulking.

"They stopped?" Prae asks, pulling out her notes. "Why?"

"Well, P'Dean and the fruit are in jail," I explain, "So they no longer need to keep track of us. I mean, we are all safe now, right?"

May lays her head down on her desk, looking very much like our six friends. I look at Prae and see she has the same look. Now that I think of it, I am kind of missing the seniors. I laugh at myself. Who knew I would miss them?

P'Dear's POV

"The school's festival is coming up," I say as I look at my notes, "Do we have any suggestions for the booth we will have this year?"

When I don't get a response, I look up to see what is wrong. The other fourth years are looking at the current hazer group. All of which have their phones out staring at them. I slap the table, making them jump.

"What the hell, P'Dear," N'Arthit says with his hand on his chest. "Are you fvcking trying to give us a heart attack? You could have just asked a damn question." I look at the other fourth years who are snickering.

"I DID ask a question!" I laugh. "What the hell is wrong with you, guys?"

"Nothing," N'Knott says before he puts his phone away. "What was the question again?"

"Suggestions for the booth at the school festival," I repeat.

"Why do we have to do this again?" N'Prem whines. "What is the stupid theme this year?"

"Well, it happens to land on the week with Valentine's Day. So the theme is 'Love,'" I say as I hold up the pink flyer I received from Professor Pak.

"Valentine's Day?" the nongs all blurt out. I stop myself from laughing at them when I see the look of panic. I am sure none of you idiots have thought about what you are getting your boyfriends. I shake my head.

"What if we have a Kissing Booth?" Jay suggests. "We have both the Campus Moon and Campus Star in our faculty."

"Hey! That is a great idea," Pin agrees, "I think there are other first years who are pretty cute, and even the guys are hot, according to my last girlfriend."