Codename: Delphine Academy

Codename: Assumption

Started: Tuesday, May 5
Finished: Monday, July 6

(Update 5/30/20) Ya girl graduated. I am no longer in high school. Thank goodness. But I fear that these next few months are going to be interesting and worrying at the same time.

Ironic, isn't it?

A naturally calm and carefree person worried about who knows what. Life after high school, I guess that's what I'm worried about. 

I'm sure I'll be fine.

K. Cool.

Onto the chapter.

(Update 7/6/20) If you know where I got Atlas and Nine from... I love you guys. Anyways, I just used those specific names for a mechanic in this story and it will probably be explained in a later chapter. Don't count on that being soon. But it will be explained in another chapter. Just not this one.

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"I don't think we should go to the Shopping Centre for a while, huh?" C looks at the others, waiting for their input. "If it wasn't for N, then we would have gotten hurt, badly."

"I guess. . . Nothing piqued my interest there, anyway. It didn't matter whether or not we were there the entire time," K mutters, rolling his eyes.

"That's because you have no interests, K."

C looks at him with her eyebrows raised, smiling, "Isn't that right? Or do you even know?"

"No, C, you're wrong. I have interests. I'm always down to mess with N and T," He smiles, looking at the others, smugly.

"Leave me out of this," T quickly responds, eyeing K, "but I agree. We probably shouldn't go there for some time."

N sighs, switching off the tv and walks over to the others.

"I mean, it's not hard to mess with you, T. The difference with us and K is that he's a first-class asshole. He tries to do it whenever he pleases. C is probably the nicest out of us all of us and I primarily target K back," N explains, chuckling. " I'm sure that K just loved to mess with his friends before we arrived in this damn place."

"Oh, please, Princess. You're okay with me messing with you. I'm sure you love the attention I give you." K's ego and intention were clear to everyone but it was N who was his only target to tease.

She scoffs, not wasting her breath with a response. She then stares at him with a deadpan expression, supposedly denying his previous statement. 'Pig,' She thinks, still side-eyeing him.

C laughs, "The only person who loves your attention is yourself, K."

He chuckles, walking over to where N was standing. His eyes held more mischief as he stared into her eyes. 

He leans in and whispers in her ear, "I'm sure you don't think that's true, Sweetheart. You just love my attention, don't you?"

She clicks her tongue,  not bothering to whisper back, as she just eyes him as he stares back. "You think you're so special, don't you, King? I'm sure that's what you did before, huh? Flirted to all ends of the earth. . . Had the floor you walked on worshipped and you. . . Mister Popular. . . Had girls pursuing you left and right."

Her assumption caught him off guard. It caught all of them off guard. C looked at her with surprise, her mouth opening, and closing in disbelief. T raises his eyebrows, wondering where she got that assumption as no one mentioned anything like that before. Neither C nor T knew what was said before, but the assumption N made caused them both to look over where their companions were idle.