12 o'clock

2

"I think I'm gonna fail this test," Presley whined as she tapped her legs constantly.

"Says who?" Zion yawned at her words.

"Says Joanna Presley," Simon stated as he rested his jaws on his palms.

"Joanna Presley, please come and take your paper," the teacher called out and handed in the checked papers.

"14.5 out of 15," the top sheet read on it.

"Where did this 0.5 have to go?" Presley groaned as she flung her arms in the air.

We all stared at her exclamations.

"Nora Smith," the teacher called out.

I quickly got up and headed forward to receive my paper.

"13 out of 15," it said.

"Ahh. It's an A," I let out a breath of relief.

"I'll definitely get a 12, I'm telling ya'll," Josie said.

"Zion Hambro"

"11," Zion smiled shamelessly as he bragged about the 'B' he got.

"Josie Silvi"

"Guess what?" Josie asked as she slowly flipped the paper.

"12," we all read out.

"See? I can predict future. I see nothing but failure in all of your lives. If you don't believe me that's your loss," Josie boasted.

"Surely," Abby said.

"Oh my god, Abby we both got 12.75!" Simon exclaimed as he jumped out from his seat after he took a sneak peak at Abby's mark sheet.

"High five, bro," Abby raised her palm.

"Why does Zion always have to be the odd one out? I mean why does he need to get a B while we all got As and A*s?" Presley marked.

"I'm unique," Zion faked a smile. He did nothing but welcome our disgusted looks.

...

12:00 pm

The bell rang for the lunch break.

"Nora! Quick quick!" Josie waved her hands at me.

We both rushed downstairs to look for the mystery prince.

We were the first people to get downstairs, just to find an empty cafeteria.

"You sure we'll find him here?" I asked as I panted after running down 3 floors.

Josie didn't speak. Her eyes started functioning like a scanner, looking for the guy.

"Is this guy the o--"

"There he is!" Josie shouted as she shook my shoulders.

"Where?" I flinched.

"There there! Right behind that pillar!"

I tried to shorten my eyes to see the person.

"Blue bag," Josie figured.

"Oh ho! Found hi-- wait a second. That's the guy?" I gulped.

Josie gave me a sharp glare.

"Okay nevermind," I surrendered.

Josie stared at him with a frown.

I wondered what was going on inside her head.

"Do you think he looks kinda suspicious?" Josie asked with her eyes fixed to the guy.

"This is why I asked you. He looks like nothing but a skinny criminal," I laughed.

"Shut up," Josie laughed along.

...

"Abby what's wrong?" Simon asked as he spotted her crying at the corner.

"Nothing," Abby wiped out her tears.

"Tell me, Abby," Simon sat beside Abby to listen to her.

"Our biology teacher is a pervert," Abby said, clenching her jaws.

"What? What has he done?" Simon asked with concern.

"He touched me," Abby sobbed.

"T-touched you? Where?" Simon asked.

Abby pointed at her waist.

"Do you think we should report him?"

"I don't know," Abby shook her head.

"Be careful from now onwards, okay? I'll let others know about this too," Simon comforted.

Abby nodded.

...