Something Fallible

Chapter I

New York
2019

Seventeen minutes before 8 o'clock in the morning, it was raining, and Noel sprints like a jet towards his uni. It is exam day, and he was late. jeez.

"im screwed im screwed im screwed.." he mumbles as he jogs past the guard house near the gate of the campus. Usually, he prepares for tests at least a week before, he merely need though, with an IQ level of 156 he can easily past a test without even scanning his books. But every night before his exams, he crams and spends his midnight memorizing, analysing, calculating, writing, reading and preparing. And last night was different.

Last night Wilbur came to his apartment, uninvited, claiming that he promised to play this video game called Overwatch with him 3 days after he was done with his painting that he was doing as an entry for an exhibit. So they did. He couldn't say no, and he didn't want to say no either. They played until three o'clock, bombarded and tired. Now he was running through the hallways at 8:02am, bursts through the door of their assigned room, making everyone startled and glare at him.

He smiled sheepishly and rushed to a spare seat, of course beside Wilbur, taking out a pen and a piece of paper. The professor approached him giving a copy of the test, it was biology.

"tsk" he tilted his head, "this is my end"

Wilbur glared at him.

"what?"

Forty five minutes have passed and time seemed like a running cheetah.

"dude seriously?" Wilbur rants to himself, still reading the questions on the paper.

"done." Noel says, placing the cap of his pen. Everyone reacted with words like: "wtf", "nerd", "what the-", "is he even serious?". But what he noticed was Wilbur, giving him a death stare.

"hey you stop that. get on your work dork."

Wilbur rolled his eyes. He hadn't studied enough. Actually, he barely studies. He was the complete opposite of Noel. He finds art boring, he only likes to play the moment he opens his eyes in the morning until it closes. He flirts with almost every girl he finds cute. And he believes he could fly, literally. He once jumped off from their roof to the ground explaining that maybe if he learns magic he could actually fly. He's serious about it. He's more of a easy-go-lucky-i-believe-in-unicorns type of guy.

Not long after, the bell rang, the time is up and everyone must pass their papers, finished or not. Wilbur whacked Noel's head going out of the test room.

"bro, we literally played until three, you came late, and you said that was your end but how the heck did you finished it within 45 minutes?!"

"41." Noel corrected, Wilbur rolled his eyes hating how this guy be so much of a brain. "Yeah, yeah whatever.."

"you know, biology really isn't my thing. But i guess the reason why the test had gone really well for me was the cute little poster of human anatomy hanged on the wall of my brother." Noel explained.

"cute little what?" Wilbur gave him a confused look. "poster. the ones you see on the walls of daycare schools, come on." Noel said, reaching their lockers.

"anddd how does that deal with our subject?" Wilbur asked looking slightly cringed.

"I labeled each part i know, wrote each function i understand. i don't know, kinda sick right? but it helps i guess." Noel chuckles, shrugging his shoulders.

"..right. So you're saying that you doodled biology on you little brother's daycare thing? wow, poor little guy." Wilbur shook his head slowly, tsk-ing.