Chapter 37:

It was a horrible day for Kaitlyn who arrived in school to find posters about her pasted everywhere in school.

"Kaitlyn Swift is a big fat LIAR." and "Kaitlyn Swift screams for attention!"

Tears stung Kaitlyn's eye, but she decided not to cry. With her quivering hands, she tore down the posters one by one. Behind her, she heard whispering and chatters that bothered her, yet she just acted indifferent.

"You overestimated yourself, Kat. Do you seriously think that you can tear all this down by yourself?"

"Tiffany, Raye!" Kaitlyn exclaimed, in both delight and surprise.

"I will take things from here. You and Raye will take care of things near the lockers corridor?"

Kaitlyn nodded.

The lockers corridor was unusually empty, on a school morning. That is to her advantage. Ever since Raye told her about… things. She had been avoiding him. She gawked as he shot a thin Bronze laser at the posters and they burnt up. What is more surprising was that, the laser was obviously hot, yet the walls are intact.

"Want to try?" Raye winked at her.

Kaitlyn was more than eager to try it out, but she had no idea how exactly, to do it. Curiously, she pointed her index finger at the poster, and focused. Indeed, a blast of golden light shot out of her fingers, and…

Left a huge hole in the wall.

Kaitlyn panicked. Raye's eyes just widened at the hole she made. They glanced at each other, and burst into fits of laughter.

"It's better for you to stick to your hands."

Together, they managed to clear the corridor fast, with mostly the help of Raye. Kaitlyn had different class from Raye and Tiffany afterwards. She took up Trigo, while they took Biology next. Raye gave Kaitlyn a reassuring pat on the shoulder. It was unexpectedly warm, for someone who is dead.

"See you at lunch, Kat!"

Kaitlyn barely nodded. Heading towards class, it took her all her courage just to open the door. The chattering faded as she stood there stupidly. She knew they were talking about her. All eyes were on her as she made her way to her seat.

"Hey, Liar Girl." Liar with capital L. "Is that your seat, or are you lying about it?"

Deborah sashayed towards Kaitlyn's seat, with a haughty look on her face. "I'm pretty sure that is my seat, Liar Girl. Why don't you give it back?"

Kaitlyn retreated, her cheeks burning. As she was heading to the seat, nearest to the door at the back, Deborah slipped out her leg and tripped Kaitlyn, who fell down with a loud thud against the hard cement floor.

"Hey, Liar Girl, I heard that you could scream really nice notes, why don't you scream some for us?" Deborah teased. "What's wrong? Are you going to cry? We're giving you ALL the attention you want, are you still not contented?"

Kaitlyn remained silent, as she got humiliated in front of the class. She was just controlling, remaining patient as the class roared with laughter.

"Liar Girl, are you crying? You're shivering." Deborah's voice got smugger and smugger. "Are you shivering out of fear?"

Kaitlyn, unable to hold it in, rebutted. "Are you trying to say I am scared of you, Deborah? Are you plotting some kind of revenge against me? Shouldn't you be the one that is afraid of me? I knocked you out bloody last two days. Was that not enough, do you want another go?"

The class's laughter came to a stop. It is mainly silence now.

Kaitlyn's hands tightened into a fist so tight that her knuckles turned white. Kaitlyn no longer care, her reputation was already tarnished. After all, this isn't a lie, it's partly true.

"Lying again? Liar Girl, have you not learn your lessons?" Her face emotionless.

Kaitlyn assumed that it was just a façade.

Kaitlyn snorted rudely. "Oh really? How do you explain those bruises? Would you like me to try again?"

Deborah immediately shot up to her lips. Kaitlyn just smirked. "What are you guilty about?"

Deborah glared. "You liar."

"Who is now?"

Deborah stormed out of humiliation, Kaitlyn felt triumphant. Proudly, she got herself seated. The teacher walked in just at the right time and humiliated Deborah further by reprimanding her of trying to skip classes. Deborah shot Kaitlyn a glare that is filled with pure hatred.

Kaitlyn did not pay attention at all to Trigo, she felt victorious. It was an awesome feeling. She felt as if a huge boulder was lifted from her shoulders. Seeing how chagrinned Deborah is, Kaitlyn felt really pleased with herself.

Kaitlyn became really excited when it's almost time for lunch dismissal. She begun to count down, waiting eagerly to meet up with Tiffany and tells her what happened. When the bell rang, Kaitlyn is already more than ready to rush out of the door.

"Kaitlyn…?" Kaitlyn was only halfway through the door when she was stopped by a duo of petite girls who looks popular.

Kaitlyn nodded.

The taller one has platinum blonde hair and beautiful olive-green eyes, while the other has a darker blonde hair too, and her eyes are amethyst purple.

"Hello." The petite blonde smiled. "My name is Beatrice."

"And I am Bernice!" The platinum Blondie exclaimed. "Can I shake your hand?"

Kaitlyn found that question weird but extended her hand anyway. Bernice shook it enthusiastically. Her face brightened with delight and her olive-green eyes lit up.

"Oh my god! I shook Kaitlyn Swift's hands! I am never going to wash this hand ever." Kaitlyn found them really amusing. "You was really cool there, Kaitlyn! You're my idol! You should have seen Deborah's face!"

"Pfft." Kaitlyn accidentally let out a laugh.

They looked at her, confused.

"I'm Kaitlyn Swift, nice to meet you, Beatrice, Bernice."

Beatrice smiled, Bernice grinned. Together, they walked to the canteen together to look for Tiffany. Kaitlyn never feel so happy since the car accident. It was the sudden blast of Golden light that ruined her almost perfect life.

"We have always admired you! But we never had the chance to talk to you!" Bernice was jumping around in joy.

"Was she always so… Hyper?" Kaitlyn asked Beatrice.

Beatrice laughed. "Yes."

Kaitlyn observed these sisters. Beatrice was a more composed, matured girl and was more quiet, a very pleasant girl. She gave off an older sister feeling. The older one, on the other hand, was too cheerful and extremely hyper. However, Kaitlyn tends to get carry away with her pace.

"Kaitlyn!" Kaitlyn heard Tiffany, and instantly feel happier.

"Tiff! Raye!" Kaitlyn called out.

"OHMYGOD!" Bernice squealed loudly in Kaitlyn's ear. "RAYE? RAYE ARMSTRONG!"

Kaitlyn laughed awkwardly.

"OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD! SHAKEMYHANDS! SHAKEMYHANDS!"

Bernice shook Raye's hand so vigorously that Kaitlyn worried for Raye's hands. Kaitlyn saw Beatrice at the side, her face looking down, but her ears are red. Kaitlyn walked closer to Beatrice and nudged her.

"You're blushing, Beatrice. Are you in love?"

It was only a small tease.

"I can't decide…" She murmured.

"Huh?" Kaitlyn tilted her head in confusion.

"I can't decide between them! Raye, the pure white angel, with a smile charming as any other in the World. His brother, Brendon, was also known as the pure black devil. Having a sulky look on his face, that's what makes him hot and cool! The two contrast well together." Beatrice's personality changed in a split second. "I AM IN LOVE!"

Kaitlyn was speechless.

"OH crap, Beatrice. We're late for Latin! Quick!" Bernice grabbed her sister by her arm and rushed off. "Buhbye, Kaitlyn! Tiffany, and Raye!"

Beatrice bowed slightly. "Bye." She smiled.

Kaitlyn was amused. What an interesting pair of sisters, Kaitlyn thought to herself and they made their way to the canteen. Kaitlyn and Tiffany chatted happily while Raye just followed at the back. His eyes staring intently at her back. Kaitlyn felt self-conscious.

"Kat, I am so proud of you, you totally pawned her!" Tiffany laughed out loud about Deborah. "But… About the posters, do you think it's…?"

Kaitlyn knew what Tiffany wants to say. "No, no. Let's not accuse anyone."

Kaitlyn grabbed a potato salad and a huge portion of Chinese food that she loved. Tiffany and Kaitlyn walked to an empty seat at the side, with Raye still tailing behind, ignoring the intense stares given by the entire canteen. Kaitlyn accomplished by ignoring them.

When lunch finally ended, they are to proceed to the different classes again.

"Sorry," Raye apologized. "Sorry that I can't accompany you to Felix's classes. Please, be careful."

Kaitlyn felt her heart skipped a beat. What is this? She thought. She hasn't felt this way since a month after Chris and her dated. Her heartbeat increased a great deal. Her cheeks are getting hotter. "I will, thanks." She looked away.

Raye left. Kaitlyn calmed herself down, and her heart.

"Next is Literature!" Tiffany exclaimed dreamily.

Kaitlyn started fumbling around her bag. "Why do you sound so happy?"

"It's the new teacher, Kaitlyn!"

Kaitlyn barely shrugged. "I just had a bad feeling about him."

"Why not? He's not Howard. At least he's hot!" Kaitlyn barely shrugged. "What are you looking for?" Tiffany eyed her weirdly.

"My copy of Hamlet. I remembered putting it in this morning!"

"Could it be in your locker?" Kaitlyn stopped fumbling. "But… I never went anywhere near that really smelly locker today… Hmm, I shall go take a look. Go before me!" "Ok. Hurry up, the bell will ring in 5 minutes."

Kaitlyn waved and ran. She ransacked her entire sweat-smelling locker and found her copy of Hamlet at the back of the locker.

How did it get here, Kaitlyn wondered.

She picked up her copy and at that exact moment, the bell rang.

"Crap!" Kaitlyn cursed silently under her breath.

In a hurry, Kaitlyn slammed shut her locker door hard and ran, as fast as her legs could bring her, to her classroom. Kaitlyn was too late; Felix had long arrived in the classroom making introductions.

"As everyone already known, I am the new teacher, Felix Silverstein, you can call me Felix."

Knowing this teacher's real identity made Kaitlyn feel uncomfortable, she sure doesn't want to anger him. Sneakily, and quietly, she crawled from the back door to her seat. Fortunately for her, her seat, beside Tiffany, was located somewhere near the back. Tiffany spotted her and was obviously surprised to see Kaitlyn crawling from the back door.

"It's my first time teaching you class, so we shall start with introductions." Felix took a long glance into his clipboard.

Kaitlyn was just a few inches from her seat and she's safe!

"I shall call your name and ask you a few questions about yourself, shall we? Let's see…"

Just a few more steps!

"For example, Kaitlyn Swift!"

"Yes!" Kaitlyn immediately stand up, her copy of Hamlet fell on the floor, and her things in her bag stumbled out, making a mess on the floor.

"Tell me more about yourself. Why are you late?"

He is clearly picking on her already. "I went back to my locker to find my missing copy of Hamlet."

"Hmmm." He hummed, deep in thought. "What a wonderful excuse, Ms. Kaitlyn… Swift. I should come late the next lesson and reuse the same excuse again."

Some girls giggled. Kaitlyn just gritted her teeth.

"I would like to know more about you, like, are you attached?"

"Whoa!" A few guys wolf-whistled.

"No."

"Oh, lying again?" One of those girls who giggled just now spoke, Kaitlyn recognized her as Jane. She and the girls who giggled are with Deborah. "You have a boyfriend named Christopher right? Another loser."

What a GREAT influence.

"Not really, I had a boyfriend, but we broke up. I dumped him. You have a problem with that?"

"Did I hear you wrongly? You dumped him? Wasn't it the other way round? Stop making up stories, Swift. We understand." Another girl, supposedly named Sharon, giggled together.

Once again, Kaitlyn just gritted her teeth silently. Her hands are balled into a fist.

"Well, at least this proves that the little cute hunk still has his brains." Another one girl known as Rachelle licked her glossy lips.

"I hoped you little cheerleaders would have that little brains Chris has and just leave me alone." Kaitlyn rebutted coolly.

The girls gasped.

"You little bitch!" Jane snarled.

"I suggest you look into the mirror first before calling anyone a bitch."

The girls remained silent after that. Even Kaitlyn was awed by her own courage. Boldly, she tilted her head a little and stared at Felix. She did not avert her stares in any way, and they stayed that way for about three minutes. A sudden slam of the door indicated an interruption; Kaitlyn scowled and turn her head sharply at the disturbance. There stood Brendon Armstrong, his green eyes were full of fear, it was directed at Felix.

"Why… why are you here?" Even his voice reflected the same fears in his eyes.

Felix's blue eyes narrowed into thin slits, "Another latecomer, I see. And what a rude one. I am your new English-Literature counselor, Brendon Armstrong."

Brendon's face was horrified. It didn't take Kaitlyn more than a second to know that Brendon feared Felix. Felix is Brendon's Lord; he obeyed his command. That is how fearful Felix Silverstein is.

"Can I please return to my seat, sir?" Kaitlyn broke the icy silence between them.

"Sure you can, Swift."

Kaitlyn retreated back to her seat faster than lightning. She wondered if anyone else saw it, but Brendon looks like a frightened rabbit facing a tiger. His fears were obvious and left him vulnerable and weak. Brendon was dismissed the same time as Kaitlyn. He returned to his seat, knocking into Kaitlyn's table as he is doing so. Her book dropped onto the ground.

"Sorry!" He apologized.

Kaitlyn could not believe her ears. Brendon apologized. Is he that scared of Felix? She bent down to pick up her book when a piece of note dropped out of the book. Kaitlyn don't remember leaving a note in her book ever before. She opened it up. She recognized the neat and tidy handwriting immediately, it's unmistakably Sunny's.

Kaitlyn,

Please meet me at the backstage at 4.44pm today.

I would like to apologize for everything.

Come alone.

Sunny.