Puppeteer

Ch 28-The bakesale

"Where the hell were you?" Ast hissed as he handed out the napkins to the huge crowd.

 It had taken a while for Violet and I to break through the zombies called hungry teenagers, to finally sell some food.

 "Got held back by Vivi's friend." I hastily replied, counting the coins thrust towards me by an anonymous hand. Giving me a look, Ast went back with his marketing voice.

"Everything on this side is $2! Everything in the middle is $1! The rest are $0.50!"

Repeating after Ast, my hands moved quickly, handing out cupcakes in exchange with coins.

"Where's Nina? I asked Ast, who was handing out his banana bread as a batch to a group of boys. "Student council meeting."

 Right. Obviously, our captain Nina Hwang was the perfect student, in the student council. She'll have soo much fun listening to people talk about having lower prices in the canteen, the toilets being fixed, blah blah blah.

I was so busy that I didn't notice the twins from my homeroom in front of me. "Hey Eevaan! Didn't know you were here!" The older twin-Alec, joked, his green glinting. "Yoo enviro boy!" his brother, Zain bleated like a goat.

They'd always reminded me of a goat, with their long pale limbs and their tendency of drawling out words. Their most recent favorite word was "Truuuuuue", and honestly? It was getting super annoying.

Pointing to the cupcake, Alec asked "How much is this?" "Two dollars." "Aww come on, Eevaan. Surely you can give it for free?"

Giving my utter-most annoyed face to my homeroom friends, I replied "Surely not."

Ast, in the process of handing out one of my cookies, asked "Eevaan?"

Ah there it is.

"Why are you called Eevaan, Evan?" Violet, passing change to the hand barely visible due to the crowd, whispered. "On the first day of highschool, while calling the roll, my maths teacher called me 'Eevaan', not Evan."

Grimacing, I recalled that day. I could feel the blood rush to my face, walking up to the front of the class to collect my maths textbook, while kids sniggered. None of them were from my intermediate, so then onwards, I became 'Eevaan'.

Zain once even tried to convince the reliever teacher that my name was pronounced 'Eevaan' not 'Evan'. Frankly, I couldn't be bothered correcting them. So I let it be.

Fortunately, I was saved by the bustling crowd from Ast's laughter, as we continuously shouted "Everything on this side is $2! Everything in the middle is $1! The rest are $0.50!".