"Again. Why does he do this to us? Why can't he let us finish our friday's in PEACE." Emphasized the poor brooding Naomi to her posse of five. The tall bean-stalk of a stick was Rene, he waved his hands lack-lusteredly with a dim expression. "Ugh, let the teacher be. He's only got one more year with us before he sends us out of this school."

"Yeah, he probably thinks this is his last chance to change us for the better... Or something. I don't know." Judy added, her plump cheeks puffing in frustration. The other two girls present just exchange indifferent glances before sighing at the given assignment from their homeroom teacher.

On the far corner of the microwave-heated classroom was a loud group of teens glued to their phones, yelling curses and bloody murder to the other people on screen before a defeat was plastered on their screens.

"Noob!" Cried out a smaller male from the side before he got a piss-angry glare from one of the others. "Whatever Bryle, I told you to watch the mid! What did you do? JUNGLE." Criticized a clean-cut looking male with slinted eyes of dissapointement.

"Jungle my ass, I was trying to look out for the other hidden hero who DID pass by the top and not the mid! If you're looking for someone to blame, look at Nick and Fadi! Hell they looked like they played blind!"

"Bryle shut up! I was dead!" Retorted Nick, pushing his glasses up in irritation.

Fadi, the large boy that he was, scoffed as loud as it sounded like a cough. He looked like he was about to throw the phone at bryle from the other corner before he shook his head. " I was saving your damn ass from being killed by that Puppet Hero!"

"These jargons." Muttered Rellan from the front of the room, looking to the addicted players before he turned to the girls in the circle with him. "I'll never understand. Play, sure. But not say."

"Guys, be quiet. President has an announcement." Called out a familiar voice from all the senseless bickering in the back, their secretary had just tried to silence the classroom which almost came to an abrupt halt before a short girl walked on top of the platform in front of the classroom.

The petite girl cupped her hands near her mouth before yelling out, "Guys, listen up. Before we all go, we have to go to the library. Teacher Roger just said to go there to write down something as a class."

"Huh?"

"Ugggghhhh..."

"Why...?"

Loud retorts and hushed murmurs echoed the small room of 42 students, she puts her hands up and flails them in attempt to get back their attention. "Guys! Guys, come on. We just need to go there now and we'll just see what we'll do next. Okay? Everyone close the electric fans and turn off the light--" The president then turns to Jy, their secretary. "--Jy, please lock up before we leave. Okay? I'll go ahead to prepare the chairs."

The stout and intimidating looking woman then nods her head, "Alright."

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The Fool. 42. Library. Not him. Cries. Death. Beginnings. 28. Head.