AI CLUB'S SECRET | AN APPLYFIC [Closed]

Chapter 12- A Lightbulb Moment (Part 2)

Bennett dragged Silas to Professor Harrow's room, aware that he wouldn't be teaching in their right now. He banged on the door.
"Sir, we've got a problem!"

"Bennett, what is so urgent that we couldn't-", started Professor Harrow, before opening the door.
"Dear Lord."

Bennett shoved the glowing boy into the room, entering after him.
"I think the power's out on the bottom floor."

Professor Harrow stared at Silas, an incredulous expression on his face. "Right. We need the others."

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Professor Harrow had asked for his club members to help him with something, so all that was left was seeing the look on their faces.

Quinn, Yukishiro and Azlan stopped dead in their tracks.

Quinn burst out laughing and slapped her hands on a nearby table.
"This is priceless! Hey, in the next Olympics they can carry you instead of the torch!"

Silas seethed as the others tried to suppress their laughter.
"Yeah, yeah, laugh it up! What the f*ck are we going to do?"

"Take photos? Your lighting's good", joked Quinn.

To her surprise, Bennett laughed.

"You guys are useless!", exclaimed Silas.

Just then, someone pounded on the door, startling the group.
"Professor Harrow open the door please!", called out Mr. Everett.

Everyone's eyes widened as they stared at Silas. Paralysed with fear, the boy stayed rooted in his spot.

Azlan and Yukishiro began furiously whispering and waving their arms around, confusing the poor boy even more.

"What?", mouthed Silas.

In the end, they gave up and just shoved him into the storage room.

Professor Harrow rushed to the door, opening it with a nervous smile on his face.
"Ah! Mr. Everett!"

Mr. Everett stepped inside, his eyes scanning the students in the room. "Why aren't you in your classes?"

"I uh, um... Miss Dee wanted our help sorting out the lighting problem. You know, she's all into science but robotics can help too right?", he asked, chuckling.

Mr. Everett clenched his jaw and narrowed his eyes, as if he were trying to suss out Professor H's motives.

"Is there a p-problem?", questioned Professor Harrow, his voice coming out as a squeak.

"I saw a light coming from this room mere seconds ago. Where is it?", he asked.

The group's eyes widened as they realised Silas was the light source. Quinn quickly pulled out her phone. "It was my phone light, Sir!"

Professor Harrow breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yes, that's right. My students were resourceful and they all used their phones to help them see better."