It seems that we were excused from school. The government had announced it as a terrorist bombing and kidnapping attack after the incident with Alice. I had face-palmed myself as I had anticipated the things that would come when that news hit my hometown and nation.
No one knew. No one knows… that I was now deported back home. After being found, I was asked for a talk with the headmaster and the exchange scholar-student program (ESSP) head. They were apologizing for letting that kind of thing happened to me and said that they have would petition for me at their outmost reach. They deemed that I was traumatized so they had made me take an appointment with a psychiatrist. That was an only one opportunity though. I was deemed 'coping' so I was 'okay' mentally for them. I wasn't even in trauma!
They had me also take tests in their supervision which I had told Rach. He wasn't happy but left it when Optimus said not to worry about it. It was the human's right to take care of me. But they didn't know what was really going on.
These 'tests' were checking me if I was okay and healthy in order for the superiors not to get sued for what happened. I had tried to reassure them that I was alright but they still insisted.
Back to the main event… I was deported. I was called back to the Philippines which I was happy and sad for; happy that I get to see my friends again after the long run of a year. Yes, a year. In my real nation's education, I'm supposed to be in my 3rd year but in the states, I was needed to take many tests which I had passed with flying colors, enabling me to graduate courses in just weeks.
I had nothing to do! Just read books and study! You can't blame me for being too brainy. (…and a strong chick because I train for when the time I needed to defend myself from anything. Facing giant robots wasn't on my mind though.)
Now, I was also sad because I had left the others unexpectedly. For what I know, they would be fretting about me, more like Mikaela but still… everyone would panic. They don't know I was a foreigner transfer student.
The flight was okay. I had managed to sleep all my time there. I got out of the plane then bought some gift for the ones the ones I promised some chocolate. I wasn't able to buy those. My pocket money? A couple of hundred bucks left and saved after the previous year.
My friends, guardians and the president would be very surprised with me popping out of nowhere.