Mhorfell Academy of Gangsters (Now Published Under PSICOM Publishing)

Chapter 27: Aftermath

SKY'S POV

"P're, anong magandang regalo sa babaeng metikulosa, conservative, at mahilig sa pagbabasa ng libro?" biglaang tanong ni Marc. Kasalukuyang kaming mga lalaki lang ang naririto sa kusina gawa ng nasermunan na naman kami nina Kia kaya heto at kami ang nagluluto ng sarili naming almusal. 

At kung may magtatanong man kung kasama si Spade sa mga natalakan, oo, kasama siya pati na rin si Edward. I guess, no man could really win over the women's fury. With all honesty, I shouldn't really be here. Nadamay lang ako! I just got home hours before the curfew last night but Alexis pulled me out along the other guys to visit a newly-opened bar. 

I shouldn't be here! I should've eaten a delicious meal made by Kia, Courtney, and Thelina! I should've not been one of the victims of Thelina's undisputed dart shooting. And now... I have to get a taste of hell from these guys' cooking. I mean, I don't know any of us who can cook! Someone who can cook something edible to eat! 

"Marc, is that girl Krishna Crisanto? The daughter of a psychiatrist and general?" Ed asked, proving his great memory could really store confidential information of every student in this good damn school. 

None of us were surprised, actually. Marc asking about a girl is something that we've been used to. We would be surprised if he didn't. But strangely, the moment we came back from the Domzelle's hide-out, he is somewhat off. Quiet, serious, and isolated. Newly-published porn magazines and sex tapes can't even lure him out from his dark corner! I can't be surprise any further. 

Something happened. Something turned his switch off, I thought. 

I stopped from whipping the eggs and I looked at how magnificent Mark is on faking his smiles. "That girl has been one of my classmates on Biology. It would be best if you try to find a recent bestseller romance book for her. But please, don't ever include Fifty Shade of Grey on your list. Aside from it's not a recent one, it would only bust your innocent and nice guy facade." I told him. 

And it's not like I'm encouraging him on continuing his casanova role. It's just that I think this will help him ditch negative thoughts from what happened to him. With that, I returned on whipping the fucking eggs as Collen consistently burning the previous ones that I prepared for him. 

Jeez. I think it would cost a lifetime before we could possibly eat breakfast! 

All I can do aside from breaking my arm on whipping these eggs is observing everyone. Such as the person in front of me. The one who we assigned on peeling and slicing the fruits. Fortunately, he's doing a good job on it. Perhaps a task with a sharp tool would always be his specialty. "You doing good, Spade?"