Gui Gui

I jolted upright from shock, sweat drizzled down to my chin as I swept my hair back and sighed. I kicked out my sheets and climbed out of bed, heading for the washroom. I splashed some water on my face and wiped my eyes dry as I stared at my reflection in the mirror.

"Another nightmare. When will they ever stop?"

I combed my hair the way my mother always combed it, top to bottom, smoothing out the tangled strands. I donned my inexpensive fake black rimmed glasses, I don't really need them but it's just for safety reasons. I don't need more people coming after me for the money my parents left behind. I grabbed my uniform hanging in the closet and threw it on my bed, taking off my nightgown as I changed into it.

My aunt enrolled me into this wealthy school with the rest of the leftover money I had, most of it had gone to paying the apartment I live in now in full (and to daily necessities of course). I used to go to public school a few years ago until my aunt made me fulfill her dying wish, which was to go to that private school for wealthy families. And since my enrollment was considered as "special", unwanted attention is sticking to me like glue.

The uniform wasn't high-class enough, even the whole campus was designed to feel like you're in a castle or a well-built hi-tech mansion of sorts. The school was built on a three class system: Copper, Silver and Gold. Coppers are middle-class, Silvers are high-class nobles, and Gold is reserved only for the most richest family, whose son usually serves as the school's President of the Student Council and the current generation's King. It's a school tradition that runs annually. And since I was living with my aunt when I was enrolled, I'm a Copper. Our uniforms consist of a white dress shirt with black tie and copper suit and skirt or pants.

I left my apartment an hour early just so I can get there on time. I hate to have to think about the possibility of tardiness. I board the bus like the rest of the Copper students, Silvers usually arrive in their own car and the President gets here by his own limousine. I would've eaten breakfast by now but I have no appetite, what with people staring at me as if I'm a contagious disease.

As my stop neared, several other students stood up too once the bus screeched to a stop. I accidentally bumped into someone and knocked my specs askew, which slipped off the rim of my nose and clattered on the floor. I could've easily grabbed them back, but I remembered that I'm to keep a low profile. So I crouched on the floor and reached a hand out for them when I squinted at someone's hand on them. I stood upright just as that person picked up my specs and as I looked at my savior, he grabbed my hand and placed my specs in them.

"Are these yours by any chance?"

"Sorry? What?"

I blinked at them awkwardly, as if they were unnatural.

"Um..oh! Y-yes, they are! Thanks so much for finding them."

I quickly pushed them back on and looked at him clearly. Apple red hair (it must have been dyed), a cute baby face turned handsome, and his smile was...professional.

Wished he'd stop flashing that dazzling smile at me, it's blinding.

His uniform's the same as mine, I can tell by the crest pin that was stuck on the left breast pocket of all the uniforms. His pin looked as if it had been dyed, I could see some tinges of silver underneath the dark copper. My face must've changed into a weird one as I stared at him in disbelief.

"You! You're not..mmph!"

He covered my mouth with his hand tightly and looked around nervously. Nobody was watching this awkward duo, nope.

"Shhh! No one's supposed to know! If I let go my hand, will you be quiet and keep it a secret?"

I nodded apologetically. As promised, he removed his hand from my mouth. I backed away slightly just to give us some space. It seemed like time suddenly stopped in its tracks, we were staring at each other and it felt really uncomfortable. Well, for me at the very least. The doors chimed then swung open as I took the chance to run.