Location: IASPA

Point of View: Bianca Costanza

Screams of my Class A mates flourished in the school ground as we ran to search for, as I said, the Class B right-hand associate leader. Though Emmanuel knew who he is, the other students didn't even figure out, so I decided to let the Class A find the room where the Class B rested.

"Nope... not in the dormitory..." a student murmured.

"Not even in the canteen..." another student analyzed.

"What 'bout in the main building? I guess..." I said in response.

"Ahm Bianca I dunno where the Class B is!" the third student pleaded.

"Same here... I only met him in the canteen or in the dorm... but not in his room..."

"The Dean has the answer!" the first student suggested.

"The Dean? He's out."

"My goodness!"

One of us Class A students ran to me for some info. Guessing that I know her face...

"Lou-anne?" I called.

"Bianca... Myron Dale is wandering in the school grounds..." she said.

"Maybe he is the answer since he's in Class B."

"Ah so you're worried about his classmate?"

"Yes... one of his mates is my bae..."

"Ayeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! So we even know who he is! And look, Myron is chased by three other classmates of his."

"Lou, we have to approach them."

I tried to approach four guys in Class B with Lou-anne and initiated the favor.

"Stop right there!" the four Class B students stopped the chase.

"Bianca?" a Class B student, turning to be Paul Deric Pongasi, responded.

"No, Paul. I'm gonna speak to them. They're Class A students in need of something." Myron denied and approached us.

"Please be nice, Myron Dale..." Lou pleaded.

"Who between you is Bianca?" he asked both of us, and I raised.

"I am."

"And... what's your purpose?"

Lou-anne spoke to Myron about my sentiment.

"Myron Dale, this is Lou-anne Biclemets from Class A, this shorter girl beside Bianca. She said to us that we will find your right-hand associate leader in Class B. We're sure that you're the class head, and we need your help finding where your room is."

"Hmmmm... right-hand... Ray Smith is my left-hand, and Ralph Albuera is my right-hand. So you're both looking for Ralph; am I correct, Lou-anne?"

"Yes..."

"Well... I will show you the way. And ignore those three guys there trying to chase me for nothing."

"Myron..." I interrupted.

"And what is it?"

"If Ralph has some free time... can you tell him... to go to the dormitory? I'll be waiting..."

"Oh, sure. Why not? We're even buddies. I can easily talk to him about you. But by the way, do you have any relationships with him?"

Three of us suddenly went silent upon hearing Myron's question.

"Ah... never mind. Both of you, follow me."

At the back of the main building, we stopped for his sharing.

"Our room is adjacent to the back of the main building. Go straight ahead and meet him there. I'm gonna go now, I'm gonna be busy."

"Thanks, Myron." both Lou-anne and I responded and went to his classroom.

In the Class B room, we've only seen unfamiliar faces except the ones we often talked. Lou-anne suddenly greeted.

"Beatrice! Hello!" she greeted.

The brunette approached us and also greeted the same.

"What are you looking for?" she said.

"This new classmate of mine looks for Ralph, can you tell me where he is?" Lou-anne suggested.

"He's just here, drawing about something unfamiliar. Heehee! Should I call him for that?"

A voice was heard by three of us.

"Hey!"

We turned to the one standing up other than us, which is actually Ralph with his desk full of papers. My 'come here' finger gesture was performed as he was lured to approach to us.

"So he is your 'bae'?" Lou-anne asked.

"Ya. Among the Class B he's the one I often familiarized. Not to mention Paul, Myron or someone else." I replied.

The brunette even interrupted us.

"By the way, Lou-anne, what's your new classmate's name?"

It was Lou-anne who introduced us.

"OK. Beatrice, this is Bianca, Class A's new student."

"Hi Bianca! Nice to meet you!"

"And Bianca, this is Beatrice, Class B's muse."

"Oh... hi..."

"Lou-anne, by the way, Myron Dale taught you the way to our room?"

"Yes. Myron is SO KIND to us."

"I see. But Emmanuel has seen his dark side."

"What is it?"

"I don't know, but Emmanuel has the info. And oh... Bianca, he's waiting..."

"OK thanks for that, Beatrice."

"Call me Bea for short. Gonna go back now. Ralph, take me over."

And so Lou-anne, Ralph and I went out from the Class B room. With this, Ralph finally interrupted us.

"What is it, Bianca?"

"Ahm... Ralph... can you... go with me... to the dorm?"

"Oh sure. Why must I deny? I frequently went there, though. By the way, Myron sent you?"

"Ya, just because I've missed you."

"Really?"

"Ralph, I'm very serious." I replied with a slow blush in my cheeks.

"You know what, boss? I've also missed you. Considering our hangout in the dorm or canteen, I'll never forget that. I can't go there alone anymore, instead I've just waited for you to come during recess."

"And I'll also wait for you to go into the dormitory at six in the evening. Please come there. There's something I have to admit to you."

"What is it?"

Lou-anne and I stood up, preparing to leave the room. But before that...

"Later, I'll tell. I'll just be sure that no one will hear. Bye." I replied and bade with a kiss on his left cheek. Both of us walked away.

In this case, Lou-anne was shocked.

"Oh I see ya!" she shouted upon seeing me doing so. "What made you do that?"

"Nothing. It's just I expressed my..."

"You have a crush on him, am I right?"

"So it is said, Lou."

Lou-anne screamed, jumped and ran around me because of what I've said. An "ayee" was invoked while leaving.

Location: Birdsville/IASPA Dormitory

Point of View: Em Syncoice

"KHAZAM: It's either Em will choose between Ash and Bea, or let Ash move on and just treat Em as a normal classmate. You Trenders must decide."

"F*** you, Khazam... why did you? Why the f*** did you say this f***ing bulls*** about me?"

With these words, I wandered alone. Anyways, it was even time for all IASPA students to dismiss.

"EMMANUEL!" a voice was heard. I also responded.

It was Bea who ran to me, followed by the Prodigies.

"Bea? What made you..." I tried to utter but interrupted by the brunette.

"I should say 'What made you'... alone and lonely?"

"Bea... let me explain..."

"I would love to hear everything from you."

"One of my classmates had a crush on me before, yet I denied and stayed loyal to you ever since we first met during film-showing. Some of the Class A insisted me to either choose her or you."

"And whom did you choose?"

"You. I don't give a f*** about her but we're just friends, classmates or co-Class A members. On the other hand, I chose to love you, and I must not give a f*** about those insistent mates because past is f***ing past!"

"I also feel the same. I'm also attracted to one of my Class B mates. Know your buddy, Em, for he's my crush before and he did the same as you. He just doesn't care and treated me as just a friend, but he of course did what I wanted him to do, and he even did what he wanted himself to do. He even admitted that he didn't have a crush on me, and I was just his friend. Look at him, he's now joining with the Diablo III gamers."

"A gangster?"

"No. He's one of your buddies but not a gangster."

The Prodigies left us as we strolled to the dormitory in IASPA. Inside, four Class B mates played something like a message relay with a charade. We sat outside, with Bea leaning on my right shoulder as I stroked his back.

The four Class B students playing inside were Ralph Emirson Albuera, Jason Kenskud Labra, Paul Deric Pongasi and Ray Smith.

Game: Message Relay with a Charade

The first person at the back picks a rolled paper with a word, calls the second person at his front and does the gesture based on the word. The second person will call the third person at his front and does the same, and so on, until the last person at the front will guess once called.

The called person will face to the person at his back when called.

In this case with the four students, Ray picks the word and passed to Jason, as Jason passed the same to Paul, as Paul passed the same to Ralph, and Ralph will guess the word.

In the first box, their first picked word was "DIABLO", as Ray inhaled, with his head backward and mouth slightly opened. He exhaled and screamed like a yelling rockstar, with his head forward.

"Bad breath? Eeee..." Jason responded, as he called Paul and did the same.

"Yay!" the shocked and frightened Paul responded, as he called Ralph and did the same.

"Hmmm... Diablo in Diablo III?" Ralph guessed.

"Exactly." Ray replied, as he picked the second word "ARTIX".

Upon calling, Ray closed his eyes and smiled with his full set of teeth shown.

"Troll face? Lol."

"Are you a retarded clown, Jason?"

"What is this? A troller?"

"Wrong."

Ray picked the third word: "GRIM REAPER". He showed his ominous look but still showing his teeth. His right arm has a clenched fist with his left drawing an outward curve.

"Troll fishing be like..."

"Wacky!"

"Pick mattock?"

"No... mistaken."

Ray picked the fourth word: "WINDRANGER". With this, he jogged in place and acted like shooting an arrow many times in a single aim after jogging.

"Archer tower?"

"Focus fire!"

"Focus fire huh? Windranger!"

"Correct. But what if I'll pick an IASPA student?"

Setting aside the first box, Ray grabbed the second box and picked a word.

"Wish we must be lucky... this box has IASPA names in it..." he said.

"Go Ray! I want an easy one." Paul cheered.

Ray, in response, showed the fifth word, which was "BIANCA COSTANZA".

"Finally got this! Let's see if he can guess this name..."

Upon calling, Ray smiled like a temptress, crossed his slightly bent legs, and winked once while doing Bianca's "come here" finger gesture at his right hand.

"Ray, are you acting like a gay?" Jason asked and did the same to Paul.

"Hmm... Ralph, I know you're tempted to this one." Paul responded.

"OK... that gesture... is from Bianca. Explicitly." Ralph analyzed.

"And you absolutely got it." Ray replied, as he picked the sixth word: "EMMANUEL SYNCOICE".

Ray closed his middle and ring fingers of his right hand, clipping them with his thumb. The pinky and the index finger remained opened, as his right hand attached to his right eye.

"Illuminati? Confirmed! Lol." Jason made puns.

"I can't tell you what it really is..." Paul rapped.

"Eminem?" Ralph guessed.

"Actually he looks like an Eminem but our fellow IASPA student is like this." Ray objected.

"Emmanuel, you mean?"

"Yes."

A knock on the door was called as Ralph opened.

"Come in." Paul said.

Outside, it was Bianca suddenly grabbing a bear hug to Ralph.

"Yo Ralph... what did you just do?" Jason was a bit curious.

"Well Alps, what if we'll do the 'come here' gesture for Ms. Make-up Brush Stroker coming in?" Paul suggested and the Alps, except Ralph, did it.

"Are you trying to copy my finger gesture?" Bianca analyzed.

"No, we're having fun with your 'bae' in this dorm." Paul replied.

"You act weird, guys, you know that?"

"Is Ralph acting weird here right now?"

"He's my exception, Paul."

"Excuse me, Bianca, fun is what we want, fun is what we have, and fun is what we make."

"And you're even making fun of me by copying such gesture I have!"

"Bianca, of course it tempts your bae. Who can't even be tempted by such tempting gesture you did?"

"Paul, listen; I'm not tempting him with any move, pose or gesture..."

"Then how come he admired you? How come you also did such thing?"

"I'll admit it to him, not you. So better leave us alone. Ralph will stay, for I need to talk to him 'bout such thing you said. OK, shoo! Shoo!"

As Paul, Ray and Jason left the dormitory, I met them outside with Bea still tagging along me.

"Paul!" I called.

"Em!" Paul responded.

"What's the noise inside a while ago?"

"Bianca Costanza is so mean. I... I don't understand..."

Jason added the convo.

"I dunno why Ralph is trapped in her clutches..."

"I guess Bianca is in love with Ralph or something... damn I dunno..." I was opinionated.

Beatrice finally interrupted our convo.

"What happened to Ralph, guys?" Bea asked.

"You know Bianca Costanza?" Paul asked to her.

"Oh ya, we first met when she and Lou-anne both visited our room. Why, Paul?"

"That Bianca is so mean! Ralph was still staying in the dorm after we played our charades."

"And why?"

"I don't know, Beatrice. In love or something..."

"What if you three crazy Diablo gamers shall give Ralph a chance..."

"I know Ralph and Bianca were coming close to each other."

"Well, you can't be jealous of that. You're not the only one who can be close to our right-hand. I'm sure he's friendly. Even Class A mates of Emmanuel were friends of him."

"Bea... I understand that. Well, either Paul or Bianca will apologize to each other. They must give Ralph time." Ray said.

"They should settle that conflict." Bea agreed.

"I will tell to Paul about this, when we will play Diablo III later. You, Em, will tell to Bianca about such conflict we were involved."

"Fine, Ray. I'll take care of this bulls***." I responded and agreed.

"Bianca should open another topic for Ralph to understand her sentiments. Maybe Ralph must be the one to settle the conflict. At least they have the right time for confessions." Beatrice denied.

"No... he wasn't involved though he was our topic. That bae is our witness." Paul denied her offer.

"Paul..." Ray called him to interrupt the convo.

"What?"

"We'll gonna play Diablo III. Wanna join us? While we play Diablo with Jason, tell me your sentiments after we play the charades."

"Fine."

"OK, Emmanuel, we'll go now." I heard Ray's last words.

Bea and I moved to the entrance of the dorm, and all I heard is a long, long chitchat.

"So Bianca's topic is about what?" it was the beloved brunette who initiated.

Wanna know my answer?

Next please.