#SOTUS Continued: Book One A PremWad Tale

Hiatus

Tutah's POV

Panic Attack: kam is mia at class 2day

Dim Bulb: and?

Toot: oh?

Panic Attack: prang is ranting

Maprang's Man: wut did u do

Pink Milk: damn i want popcorn

Moon: ...

Pink Milk: wut

Moon: smh

Toot: bright y so quiet

RBF: yeah

Papa Knott: he just left

Panic Attack: P's find out

Maprang's Man: tell me if i need to
have u plan a funeral p

Toot: kk

I grin at my friends, "Time to find our favorite goofball," I say, gathering my things.

"He couldn't have gotten far," Arthit puts in, looking like a cat who got into the cream. I can't blame him. Bright has been relentless in trying to get our little monster to admit he had done the deed.

"Do you really think Ai'Bright did to N'Kammon what N'Kongpop did to Ai'Arthit?" Prem asks, shoving his books in his bag. Knott starts to pat Arthit's back when he begins sputtering.

"Give it up," I say with a lop-sided grin at him. "We all know. Just like how I know, there are no more virgins in our group." Both Knott and Arthit whip their heads around to look at Prem, who is now opening and closing his mouth, trying to find words. "I am happy for you, friend. We all know what it means for both of you." Prem runs his hand over his face before he smiles at us.

"Thanks," Prem tells us, "Now let's go find our friend. He is long overdue for teasing."

"Way over," Knott snickers, "This is going to be fun."

"Where do you think he went?" Arthit asks as we walk out. "N'Kammon's?" He stops in the hall. We follow his gaze and gasp.

Bright is standing toe to toe with a guy in a blue hazer jacket. What the hell is he doing here? When Bright grabs the guy by his collar, we run down the hall to stop him. Knott reaches over Bright's shoulder, making him release the guy in front of us.

Recognizing who this is, I shove through my friends and walk up to Jett's former senior.

"What do you need?" I hiss, "Or did you forget you don't attend this university?"

I watch as a myriad of emotions flashed through the guy's face. What the hell was his name? I am just about to repeat my question when he shoves an envelope in my hand. I look down at it, frowning. Before I can ask him what the hell this is, he turns and walks off.

"What the fvck?" Bright growls behind me. "What the hell was that about?"

"I don't know," I mumble, turning the envelope over in my hand. My breath hitches when I see the names on it. "Jett." The other name is the one that bothers me the most.

I look up when I hear footsteps approaching. Som. The name pops into my head.

"Tell Jet... N'Jett I am taking time off from university," N'Som tells me.