Chapter Three
Word got spread like viruses entering the bodies of hosts. Hosts, in a way that the viruses intruded the property was unknown. Viruses act like messages, with no source of the starter communication. That may give one particular question:
Where did it start? And who was the first one who spread the message?
No answer.
Well that was because nature can act from populations but not individually. One may spread the word without realizing he was the first to do so.
The message? The message contained the letter S. People had spread the information of Bling being an S student.
Point of View of Bling
Those eyes. What in the world? I have never been the center of attention in all my years of education, even everywhere I went in my hometown. Why are they all staring at me like that?
Asking Mike was not enough. He only shrugged, but I knew he was lying. He must have knew what was wrong with them.
"Well, you should praise yourself," Mike had said.
Praise what?
Sure, I might be a blockhead, but this is a serious problem. I hate those eyes staring at me. I only looked at the eyes and cannot even remember what the peoples looked like. This has been giving me chills and I want to throw up all morning.
Before I could think of some stupid reason for them staring at me, I forgot my exam was in the next hour. Right, if it was not for these eyes I would be prepared otherwise. Anyways, I was going to fail it in the beginning, so why bother talking about it like I care?
I studied from Mike's recorded music, and that was it. I do not recall what they were even about. The only thing that was nice was the music because they had good rhythm and beats.
Upon opening the massive door to the lecture hall, I saw many students already sitting. I examined all of them, these people did not stare at me at all. Huh, weird.
Maybe these were first year students as well, so they do not know anything about me.
Anyways, I chose to sit in the far back. I don't like sitting near the front and how the seats were leveled to the ground. I like it when the back was elevated.
"Hey," someone had called to me, or at least I think they were directing to me.
I turned to see a young man smiling at me.
"I am Nick," the boy said, "I heard you are an S student."
There goes. Something about this S student makes me want to throw up.
Wait. Was the staring… Could it actually be because I was an S student that they did that? OMG, I just realized. And that was when I had realized I am such a blockhead.
"Sure," I responded, "It might have been a mistake."
I tried to run away from the issue. I wished I was an A student instead. Being an S student gets so many attention from others.
"Have you heard that when you are an S student, the student council club and Lionheart will fight against each other to have you join one of their sides?" Nick questioned as he sat down on his seat. Nick was in front of me but I was higher than him since the room was elevated towards the end.
"Not sure," I said. I really had nothing much to say so I just followed along.
Nick smiled and patted the guy next to him. "This is Reid, he told me you were an S student."
Oh ho ho… so there was a starter for this. Or maybe…
Reid turned his head around to face me. He had a darker skin tone than Nick. If I could put it in simpler terms, he seemed to look like he came from Southeast Asia, no offense. And as for Nick… he just looked European.
"You should create your own club that is devoted to S students," Reid began to say.
What? I started to count how many S students there were at the school. Uh… I am the only one right now! And the 2nd S student, who knows where he was. Why didn't he create one then huh? Well, because he was the second one, who else was going to join?
OMG… I am so smart this time.
"I mean," Reid resumed, "Without having to decide which club you want to join, you should create your own instead. If you don't create a club, you will not be able to save yourself. They will keep asking you until you do something."
I was getting tired. Why was this happening to me?
"So what is this group even going to be, then?" I asked, curious. Since Reid was the one who suggested it, then I should hear an explanation.
Nick laughed and gestured his hand at Reid. "This guy's main ability is Futuristic Eyes. He saw you as the leader of your formed guild or club. If you create one, we will join you. Everyone here in the room that will be taking the exam will join you."
"Huh?" I was surprised. That was his power? He saw I was the leader of some sort? Oh wow, I like to have that kind of power, to be able to see the future.
"It is supposed to be an accurate assumption," Reid explained, "Well, it could be a placebo too… maybe I saw it because something happened. However, if you do create one, we will join. We all agreed before you came in."
I fell back on my seat. I thought I did, but the seats in the lecture hall was connected and very hard, so I could only drop myself to the ground.
"Not sure you are going to do it?" Reid asked with a smirk, "It is up to you. Even if you don't do it, we will recognize you as our leader of this generation."
I just did not know what to say. I have never felt this great before, being able to have someone recognize me… I was just some loser down in the streets in my hometown and everyone liked to make fun of me, but I am not easily affected by it. I simply did not care and had no intention to make the situation worse.
"But isn't there another S student?" I probed as I sat neatly back onto my seat.
"Oh, don't worry about Blaine," Nick said as he put both of his arms under his head, that way his head was sitting right on his arms. I could see some scars on his elbows.
I wanted to ask him about it but I was more interested in this guy named Blaine.
"Blaine has his own ways," Nick responded, "I have been here for two years, but I was not able to really attend college until I was 19. They gave me a delay in school, but it was worth it. While I was at the campus, Blaine was some genius that makes people seriously think he was a true S student. I mean, he was not perfect in academic wise, he was a genius in doing the missions. And guess what, you know, he was supposed to be a student council member, but he quit."
"Why did he quit?" I asked, just wondering, so I could learn from another S student.
"Well," Reid was the next to answer, "He doesn't like to be ordered around. He likes to do the missions given by his instructor so there was no time to listen to other students. Oh that reminds me, his instructor is Professor Heloza."
Wait. Heloza? The one guy who called to me yesterday to go to the library! Now that I think of it, Mike was about to tell me his students too, but he was interrupted by Professor Heloza.
"Professor Heloza is notably one of the best," Nick says, "Everyone wants to do missions, but I don't care if I don't get one. But an S student needs one."
"I thought A and S students had to have one," I said.
Nick rolled his eyes.
"You can apply to not do missions in your first four semesters," Reid explained.
That makes sense, so simple and short.
Then, I saw Nick began to pull up his legs. His shoes are now standing on top of the bench seat. "By the way, Blaine considers someone his rival. His rival does not consider him as one though because Blaine was an S student. There is no way anyone could compare themselves with someone who has blood that was higher."
I am just interested in the people, that's all. So I asked Nick who the rival was. I like this, I get so much information just before going to class. Now I can be in the same boat as everyone.
"His name was Brick," Nick said, "He has crimson red eyes… They look bloodthirsty as well. He is a cool guy, but try to not get as close as him though."
Why? Why? Everyone knows why not to get close to him, but I don't. I need to know why in order to not get close to him.
Reid sighed and continued the explanation for Nick. "Rumors are supposed to make people feel better. They live with rumors and side with it. For Brick, he has rumors too, and they are not as prominent as Blaine's, though Brick's rumors are serious. Some say Brick is evil, and the presence of evil is not supposed to be at the college. Once the college finds evil here, they will eliminate them. If Brick was evil, then the college did not do a pretty good job in handling the situation."
"Okay, what if Blaine was evil too?" I asked, and I finally regretted asking. Why did I have to say that?
Reid smirked. "Blaine can be evil. You can too. You both are S students. Your blood is most likely over 50. That is dangerous. If you have over 50, you might have temptation to use your blood as a source of relief and control. You will want to destroy things and want to use your blood as an advantage to get what you want. Your classification might even tell you that you are higher than humans, which makes you monsters."
Monsters. I remembered Believe saying that before. She said monsters were considered evil. I mean, the word evil was replaced by monster.
"That is why Blaine and Brick is considerably dangerous peoples," Reid said, "Blaine because of his S rank, and Brick because of something… we don't know what though. We do know that since his missions require him to make destruction. That is why Professor Heloza has both of them as students. Well, Brick was his first student until one year later Blaine came."
"Just in case if you want to know how old they are," Nick said, "Blaine is in his senior year while Brick already graduated. He just works for the school to operate missions."
"So you don't go away after you graduate?" I asked. For a second I really thought I came here just to go to college. But Brick had graduated, and he is still working for the school.
Before they could explain more, a professor had come in.
This professor looked tall. What shocked me the most was his face because he looked similar to Professor Utonium.
"Good morning, students. I am Professor Eugene. I am an instructor for the AND Team. I have other things to do after this, so you guys should take the exam faster. I don't want to sit here all day to have you finish the test since I got better things to do."
I saw him passing out the examination in rows. He stepped up the stairs as he passed them down the room. When he got to my row, he simply got lazy. He stacked the entire exam on the table and told the student to pass it instead.
"I will time you guys," Professor Eugene said and started timing when the exams were not even finished passing down.
I got a little mad. He resembled Professor Utonium's face or some kind of features, and it makes me want to go punch him because he was not being a fair professor.
When the exam got to me, I passed the rest down. I began to look at the test and waited for the professor to say something.
Like Mike said, the professor began to read off an entire piece of paper. He was citing it in English, but the students around me might think he cited in a different language.
I thought I was going to hear music, but I did not. I had heard music when Mike gave me the music. Now I could not hear any. What was wrong with me? Was it because the music was premade before?
I was starting to worry because I am really going to fail the test. The other thing that was interesting to note was that I could hear what the professor was saying.
Wait… wait wait wait… Did this mean I passed?
Suddenly, I heard some students around my corner start to scream. Some might have become dizzy and wanted the music to stop.
"If you get dizzy, you will not be able to comprehend the material being said," Mike said before.
I was glad I was not dizzy, but was this supposed to be like this?
A moment later, I began to write down the answers on the exam. I tried to explain as good as possible, so I spent a lot of time writing so.
Normal Third Person Point of View
An hour has gone by. It was supposed to be long, but it felt like a minute to Bling. He was woken up by a female student. When he sat back up, Bling realized he had slept the entire class period.
"Bling," the female student said. "You finally woke up!"
The boy with golden eyes looked up to see the two girls from last night, Bunny and Bright. Bunny was the one who called him while Bright just stood there waiting for Bling to wake up.
"Where am I?" Bling asked.
"What? You don't remember?" Bunny asked and then patted onto his shoulders. "You were taking the exam. You must have fallen asleep. Everyone except you in the room had already left. You finished your test and you can leave, you know. I turned the test in for you."
Bling stood up immediately. "What?!"
"Don't worry," Bunny said, "Professor Eugene is my instructor's closest friend. That is why I am here, am I nice that I turned the test in for you?"
"Wait, you are students of that guy?" Bling asked, pointing at the board.
Bunny and Bright looked at the place he was pointing at. When they saw nothing and just a plain chalkboard, they just looked back at Bling. Except for Bright, he could feel that the professor was definitely not here even if she was blind.
The purple eyed girl suddenly chuckled. "No, I am part of the LIE Team while Professor Eugene instructs the AND Team. Sorry, did we startle you? We didn't give you a better introduction yesterday."
"No, I was just surprised," he honestly said.
"Oh no," Bunny shook her head. "No need to apologize. You know who are Professor Eugene's students? I bet you would know when you hear their names. Their names are Mitch and Princess! Our team sometimes work with them!"
Wait, what? Mitch! I remember that name. Oh right, the guy I sat with during the expressway. Bling was more surprised now.
"Bunny, we should start heading," the person in the back of them had said.
Bunny nodded and returned to Bright. "Well Bling, you have a nice day!"
Bling was going to ask them if the professor graded the tests already, but decided to let it aside. He wished he dropped his rank, but it might give people a laughingstock. Now that everyone knew he was an S student, they want to see his performance in the exam if he could keep his rank.
Blue light has shone right at the statue in the middle of a dark room. This room was like an operating system, where people would detect problems and fix issues and all sorts of jobs. This could also be a technical room where professors can see each of their students operating their missions.
Now in the darkest hour of the day, the lights of the room had switched back to pitch black, almost as if there was no light in the universe, excluding stars.
"Robin," someone had called out.
Then, Robin appeared from the statue. After all, she was the school's AI manager, and everyone who had higher profiles has access to her. Only professors, the principal, and some technical students have access to her.
"Yes?" she asked when she looked at the person in front of her. Of course she cannot see him since it was a dark room, but she can sense there was something inside the room.
"I want you to make the new S student pass his exam," he said, in a dark tone.
She smiled and pulled up information from her body. "Don't worry. He will pass the exam. The principal also knew he was going to pass."
The person smirked and decided to sit down on an empty chair. "I want to learn more about this boy. There is no history behind him and that is the oddest thing about it. You are an AI manager, you should have all the data of each student, but there are some students you lack information for. Even Brick, Blossom, Blaine, Boomer, and Bubbles… you lack their information. But that's not important right now, Bling is the issue. I know the principal has information about him."
Robin seemed a little down. She tried though. After all, she was a computerized person, so she cannot see the emotions of people. Everything she had stored inside of her were basically information people retrieved. Some she had found herself, but was shared to the school. To sum this, Robin will always be the "go-to" person to know someone's information. Even the principal has no clue about someone and will go to her.
Not just her, the person who created her, has a lot of information as well. But not as much as she does, since she was a computer and she has all the memory down.
Unlike a human being, their memories will fade and some will have a hard time remembering.
"Then what would you like me to do?" Robin asked in a nice manner.
The person looked up at her and shook his head. "You don't need to do anything. When Bling needs help, you should help him. Be nice to him. He looks like a little kid that needs support."
Robin noticed he has taken to a liking for Bling. "It seems you are interested in him. What are you planning to do with him?"
He began to stand up and walk over to Robin. He stretched his left arm out and with his hand, he touched Robin's chin. He started to laugh, "You have wits, Robin. That boy, Bling, is all I have got. He will help me accomplish my goal."
Robin tilted her head to look at him. She does not understand since she was a computer and a fake person. She saw how serious he was and questioned the seriousness. "What are your goals?"
He puts his hand away and left Robin's side. His back was the one now facing Robin. "You ask too many questions, Robin. Just be a good AI manager."
After that, he would not even look at Robin again and left the room. Robin stared at him walking and walking until he finally disappeared. Robin felt lonely, but only because she did not understand why someone would have to leave her after he had called her out.
When he was done using her, he should have told her to go back inside, yet he did not. Therefore, she went back inside.
A new day meant a new beginning. Beginning of everything, good or bad. This beginning could have been the blossoming of flowers, which meant a new adventure.
The golden boy, named Bling, woke up to see the time 12:00 p.m. It was already noontime and he missed his first lecture.
He quickly got out of bed and was cursing to himself. Where was Mike? He was supposed to wake him up! Maybe not. What if Mike thought Bling had no class today, so why did he have to wake him up?
Bling got out of the room quickly to the cafeteria. There were so many people in the cafeteria and he was hungry he had to wait in a long line.
He waited and waited until a familiar blue hair girl walked up to him.
"What's up?" she asked, this time in a friendly manner.
Bling scoffed at her and ignored her. He was too hungry to even deal with Believe.
However, being ignored was rude. The next moment he knew, Believe had already pulled onto his hair. "Do that again?"
Bling scoffed at her again, falling for her trap unbeknownst.
Believe smacked his head after two days of not being able to do that. She wanted to hit his head for relief, or maybe to smack for no reason.
"Okay, I get it," Bling said as he rolled his eyes. "What do you need?"
"I was just casually asking you what was up, like a friend," she said, and Bling knew she was just playing with him.
Again, he rolled his eyes, which made Believe mad. She could not believe he just did that to her like twice today.
"Want to play a game?" Bling asked.
Believe raised one of her eyebrows up.
"Let's see who can find someone with odd colors on them."
Believe did not get it. "What do you mean?"
Bling smirked and folded his arms. He began to say, "Someone who has really weird looking colors."
Weird colors. Believe totally tried to find someone with odd colors and she could not find any. Nobody in the lunchroom had odd colors and everyone was wearing their school uniforms.
Then, Bling tapped onto Believe's shoulder, which in return she turned to eye him.
"I found one," Bling said, "I don't need to look around because she was apparent. The person with odd colors is you." He laughed right after that. "Okay, I win, you buy me lunch."
Believe widened her eyes. She dropped her binders on the ground. She was too busy trying to think of what to argue with him that she did not bother picking up the binder. "You!"
Bling laughed again.
"Yeah, so buy me lunch, blue head," he said and gave her a snotty look.
She eyed at him as he got out of the line, making Believe wait in line instead. She was now his replacement and that was not what she had expected at all.
To think a blockhead had just played a trick with her, she could not accept it. Why was everything better than her? Even people she thinks was supposed to be lower than her?
And for a total of thirty minutes, Believe returned to the table with food. She did not know what he wanted to eat, so she got whatever she needed to. Since lunch was distributed differently than that of dinner, she could give him less food.
Bling gave her a serious look. "Why did you get me this much food?" This much meaning little.
"Shut up," she said and began to pick up the apple and without peeling it she thrust it inside Bling's mouth. "You told me to get you food, so this is what I got. You should not complain."
Now he learned his lesson. To make her buy food for him, he still gets beaten back. To think he had just won, he was tied with her. She could get any food she wants without wasting that much money. Why would she feed him? Bling was such a blockhead he did not even realize exchanging food was a payback.
Eating the apple, Bling decided to let go of this prank. He was so hungry and food could only solve the problem. When he noticed Believe was not eating anything, he offered her the food.
"I already ate, you blockhead," she claimed.
Well that was even better.
Once Bling was finished with eating, he and Believe walked out of the cafeteria. Bling was casually walking with his right arm holding onto his backpack in one strap, which was hanging over his shoulders.
Bling skipped his first class simply by missing it under his sleep. He had no other class today, which was a good thing for him. Believe also had her classes in the morning, so she was free for the rest of the day.
As they were walking, Believe started to move away from Bling when the atmosphere got all dark of a sudden. Bling was still a blockhead not knowing what this was all about.
"Why are you getting away from me for?" Bling questioned, not that all worried. He thought it was because he smelled bad that she had to move.
Believe shook her head without saying anything. Bling found it odd that she would not talk back at him when she always does that.
Before he even got to think about it, he dropped to the floor when someone pushed him to the side. Bling fell onto the floor head first, which made Believe laugh.
"What?!" Bling asked, very disappointed.
Believe pointed at his face while laughing to herself. "You got into a good mess."
Good? How was this even good at all?
Bling got up and folded his arms. He stared right at Believe, but then he noticed the entire hallway had been staring at him. Some were laughing, and some were chatting.
"What is this?" Bling questioned. This time, it was not the staring that made him feel weird. This time, it was because of an accident that caused him to fall onto the ground.
Believe caught onto Bling's arm and in the next moment, she had speed walked him outside of the building. They were next to the garden, the garden of which Bling went yesterday to calm himself down.
"You run really fast," Bling commented.
Believe waved her hand a 'no'. She was running out of breath. At least that was how Bling could see it.
"You only ran for literally three seconds and you are running out of breath? I couldn't even feel we were running."
"I just said," Believe said, "I mean… I didn't even run. That was part of my talent. I shouldn't be using it when I am not in danger."
"Oh so you were saving me from back there?" Bling questioned. He did not feel like thanking her at all.
Believe looked up at him and scoffed at him. "You know who that was? The guy who pushed you down? If you knew, you shouldn't be saying this at all and act all cocky and stuff."
Bling stopped and he was curious now. Who the heck pushed him down without even saying excuse me?
"That guy was Blaine," Believe said. "The all-knowing 2nd S student. He's full of himself and still everyone likes him."
Bling flinched at the last part. Did Believe have to mention that part at all? Did this mean he, Bling, was not being liked as an S student compared to Blaine? This was how it was? Wow, Bling got offended. He wished he was part of another generation so he would not be existing at the same time as Bling.
"So you like him, huh?" Bling asked out of nowhere.
Believe eyed at him and was shocked Bling would even say that. All she did was introduce who the person was, she did not do anything to make him say that, did she? Or was it because he was simply a blockhead to misinterpret the last part of the sentence?
She wanted to argue with him and began to open her mouth when—
"That's okay," Bling cut off what she was about to say. "I get it, he looks handsome, he has really cool white hair, and he is even taller than me. No wonder people would like him. Compared to me, the next S student, I am just nothing special and a blockhead. Everyone is wondering why I am an S student."
This speech had made Believe feel a little bit bad. She did not even mean it that way.
"Wait, you misunderstood me," she tried to clarify. "Who said I like him?"
"Oh yeah?" Bling tilted his head up and folded his arms. "Even if you didn't say you like him, it is apparent in your words."
Believe got mad and smacked his head.
"Do I have to explain to you that I don't like him so you wouldn't misunderstand me?!"
Bling flinched again.
"He is a mean person," Believe said as she started to walk.
"You too," Bling stated the truth. "Two people who are mean can like each other."
"Stop interrupting me," she yelled. "Being a part of the upper division is bad. Blaine considers himself as the boss. He likes to do things his own way and if anybody gets in his way, he will seriously cut your head off—not in the literal sense but you get what I mean. So I, even you, should try to stay away as far as possible from him."
Just like Brick, Reid had said not to stay close to Brick. Why are these two students so different? And they were the two students who operate missions for Professor Heloza. What a nice thing to know about actually.
"He must have finished his mission," Believe said, "Normally you wouldn't see him because he is doing his missions. When he's gone, it's a good thing. When he's back, the whole school goes bad."
But then Believe stopped walking. She had to finally admit… She looked at Bling who caught up to her from the walk. She looked away and patted onto his right shoulder. "That is why you should make things right. When Blaine leaves the school after this year… there won't be these outbreaks… So I am hoping, being the new S student, I look forward to your actions. But that doesn't mean I will accept you as my partner still!"
Bling was just about to think she had a sudden change of heart. Up until her last sentence, it totally made him let go of those thoughts. Listening to Believe never gets him to be satisfied. Just when she did, she would always have to ruin it.
"Come on, let's go," she said.
"Where are we going?" he asked.
"To see your results," Believe said in an evil tone. "Let's see if you stayed in your S rank."
Bling rolled his eyes and followed her.
When the both of them reached the bulletin board, a herd of people had just walked by. Bling noticed they had walked into a room that looks like a ballroom. He was curious who these groups of people were.
"Oh, sorry, I have to go," she waved goodbye to him but then she stopped. "Wait, you're coming with me."
Bling got pulled in the arm by Believe. The both of them walked in to the ballroom. Bling was shocked to see so many people at this gathering. What was this all about?
"To answer your question," Believe whispered, "This is the student council and Lionheart meeting."
Huh? Why did he have to come in as well? He was not a member of both clubs.
"Good afternoon," the president of student council club announced as he stepped onto the podium.
Everyone greeted at him in return.
Bling did the same but in an awkward way. When he studied Believe, he found out that she holds high respect to the president. He rolled his eyes and decided to just listen.
"Everyone, I have come to speak to you all briefly about our club," he says, but then directed his attention at the golden boy. He gestured his arm out and asked if Bling would like to come up to the podium as well.
Bling saw everyone's faces. Suddenly he felt the whole world had put a spotlight on him. It shined so bright he could go blind, just like the girl with grey eyes. Maybe that was how she got blind, just maybe.
"What?" Finally he questioned.
"As president of the club, I would like you to join our club," he stated in a very generous tone.
Just then another person had spoken up right after, but in a very demanding way, "No, if you were to choose which club, it would be us, Lionheart. We sincerely like to invite you as part of our club."
Bling rolled his eyes. The results has not even got out yet, why are they panicking and fighting over him? Bling wished he was not an S student from the beginning.
"Uh," Bling stuttered. "I mean… it's cool you guys like to have me, but I want to tell you guys something. I am not special, I don't have very good abilities, and I don't know how to be an active member of a club. I have never been to a club so I don't think I will ever."
Believe almost dropped her jaws down. She saw how Bling acted when he said his rejection. She could see he was being a little honest about himself.
"So I am here to say that I am going to decline the offer," Bling stated and bowed.
Some people started laughing as he bowed. He did not have to be too nice about it at all. Rejecting the offer can be as harsh as ever, since he had blood higher than all of them.
The president raised his eyebrow and sighed as he continued to say, "It is sad that you don't want to be part of us. But as president, I would like to become friends with you, now is that something you would be happy to accept?"
Bling rolled his eyes again. He never had friends and even if they do want to become friends, it did not mean they will have a good relationship in the end. Some just consider them as friends, but not in the most literal sense.
"Of course I don't to cause you guys too much trouble since I rejected both offers. But what if I said I want to establish my own kind of club?" Bling asked in return.
Believe just stopped there examining his movements. She could see some interesting flawless nature around Bling. She still did not like the fact that he was determined S. Nobody would believe that they both were partners.
The president smirked and thought of the idea silly. "I am surprised you can make that idea up. Will there be people following you? Do you know how to control the club? But of course, I have yet to know. I think you might be a great president. Though it is just sad you will become enemies with me if you do create one or join the other."
"Okay," Bling said and looked at everyone at the conference room, "I announce that I am going to have my club be different than any other club." After he stated his final words, Bling turned around to walk out of the room.
"To think you would be far more reasonable than Blaine," the president said as Bling kept walking. "You're just like him but you have a way different view than he does. I very much appreciate your thinking, Bling. Welcome to the world of enemies."
In just an hour, the boy with golden features finished setting up his new club. He still had no idea why he even created it. He was only trying to fight back the president, and did not really think he will establish one at all.
When he finished requesting, he saw two figures. Those two were students from earlier. Nick and Reid.
"Hey," Bling greeted.
"I heard you are going to make a club," it was Nick who started talking.
"Right," Bling nodded as he responded, "Of course everyone would be talking about it. I can't believe the school is full of rumors."
"You used the wrong word," Nick retorted, "The thing is you are actually creating one, which isn't a rumor anymore. This is truth, man."
But then Reid walked over to Bling and placed his palm of the hand over Bling's head. "I see. You were brought to the meeting by a girl. I think she felt responsible for having the situation getting worse, you know, since she is a member of the student council club."
Bling rolled his eyes. "Well, it's her fault for bringing me anyway. I mean, maybe it was not entirely her fault because maybe the president told the club he wanted me to join."
"Say," Nick began, "Then why did you reject their offer? And then creating your own?"
Bling sighed and put on his backpack. "To be honest, I was not very happy with the president. I didn't like the scene there. He made me the spotlight and everyone's fighting over me. This is just some crap, for being an S student, everyone is trying to take advantage of me. I know that deep down in his mind, he wants to use me."
Nick started to laugh and patted onto Bling's shoulders. "I get you. Everyone doesn't liked to be used. Since you are the S student, they should be respecting you instead. Inviting you in, he is still acting like the boss of everything even though he has blood lower than you, right? That's why we believe in the person who leads, which should be an S student. And that is why, in the morning, we said we will join you."
"I don't care," Bling said, "I made one so I don't have to be free of something. If I am in a club, they won't be able to invite me. But I don't want to be in someone else's club because they would start fighting each other because of me. In the end, it is better to just make your own and then you don't have to deal with it. Of course, I know I will be forming lots of enemies because of this stupid situation."
Nick and Reid smiled.
"Who cares? You're better than them, they are lower ranking than you. If they form enemies with you, that just mean they suck."
The golden boy nodded but he was not really in the mood. After all, he did not care too much. People were always like that anyway, and back when he was in his hometown.
Before Bling reached the front door, he turned to face the both of them. "How would you two like to be my right and left hand man? I don't know how to be a leader, so I will need helpers. If you guys don't want to, I don't care still."
"Why would we reject the offer?" Nick wondered as he placed his arm around Bling's shoulder. "Of course we would, you are our true leader."
"Yeah then the rest is up to you guys, okay?" Bling said, "Because… I want to be as lazy as ever. I don't want to do too much work."
Then, the three of them broke into laughter.
Composing music was hard. Monitoring the screen is always so interesting and boring. He could be staring at it all day.
He had been writing for hours and hours, and nothing interesting came up as he wrote. Until his roommate came back inside the room.
"Oh hey, Bling," Mike said.
"Yeah hey," Bling greeted in return as he sat down on his own chair.
Mike closed his laptop and put his headphones down. He walked over to Bling and clapped his hands, stating, "Congratulations, you passed the exam!"
"Yeah yeah," Bling said.
"Why the long face?"
Bling rolled his eyes. He had been rolling his eyes up until now. Always in constant motion and every hour or so. He found it very funny.
"You know what?" Bling said, "I created a club."
Mike stopped smiling, and instead, nodded as he walked to his closet. "That's nice to know."
"That's your response?" the golden boy had not expected Mike to just walk away like that.
Mike chuckled and shook his head. "What else do you want me to say?"
"Do you want to join?" Bling asked out of the blue.
"I think I will pass," Mike declined. "I'm not into clubs. And besides, I am the editor… and the website administrator… and the creator of Robin… and lots of stuff."
Bling scratched his head, wondering when will Mike ever stop saying he was the creator of Robin, because everyone should know that you create something you just own it. Joining a club does not have anything to do with creations, right? Or… does it?
"Yeah so you getting paid for them?" Bling asked, seriously.
"Okay," Mike stopped Bling from making the situation too serious. "I get it, but I really got no time for a club. I mean, I don't want to become rivals with anyone—"
"Wait, you know what my club is, huh?"
Mike paused and then looked at Bling. "Yeah, what is it?"
Bling sighed and shook his head.
But Mike laughed. "I'm just kidding. How would I not know? You are making a club for yourself. You don't want to be either a part of the student council or Lionheart. I understand all of that, but don't include me in. I really have so many other things going on in my life."
"Like what? Your debt? How about you tell me, if you join my club, I help you pay off."
Subsequently, Mike's eyes were widened. He looked at Bling in a very serious way. "No way! You are making my life even harder. I work for the school… and the student council, and Lionheart, and basically everything. And why do you care about your club so much, just after you created it?"
"Yeah you said you work for everything, so you work for me too. I am not telling you to stay in my club and leave the rest. I am saying our club could be divided, like 1/10 of your time and dedication. And to answer the last question of yours, I am only doing this because I want to help people and be a part of a club where everyone appreciate each other with no classification."
Mike felt like he was betrayed. But he needed the money, so how could he back down the offer? Maybe others would, but Mike cannot find others who can help him. He was just glad to have met Bling and become his roommate.
"Fine."
Sitting by the bench, she thought about what happened earlier. Maybe she did see through him. And maybe she was right. He was probably going to be the one to fix things straight. She wanted to laugh to herself that she had chosen the student council club. She wanted to be part of something strong, so that was why she chose student council.
Lionheart was her first choice, but then she did not like how Lionheart use their system; therefore, causing her to join student council.
She had never thought about creating a club for real, but Bling could. How nice would it have been a club that was easygoing, just like he was. She could not imagine herself in that kind of club, though.
She envied. And envied too much that she hated Bling. Although she would contradict herself and admit it would be nice to have him as a partner.
Before going back to the dormitory, she watched the sunset. Its dark orange had melted into a mixture of colors. Those warm colors gave her a shiver. She could see the cold colors eating in, and it was, since it was going to be nighttime soon.
An interruption caused Believe to look at her watch. Something had beeped and she saw a message. She opened the message and a light blue screen had appeared in front of her.
"Hello, this is Professor Utonium," the professor stated. "I would like to have you both meet up with me tomorrow at my office. I have received a mission from the principal and I would like both of you to accomplish the mission as quickly as possible. Remember our base is located at the US, and this time we are going to New York as havoc wreaked up in the cities."
"I'm on it, Professor Utonium," Believe agreed and ended the call.
Then, she left back to the dorms and prepared her suitcase. They will be flying to New York and it will be a little cramped in there. And before she finished packing, she researched about New York. It is definitely better to know about the history, weather, culture, and everything about a different place first before going there without any knowledge. Unlike that one certain blockhead, Believe was way more prepared.