Chapter 1
Ayuki's:
I walked down the hallway on my own, because I tend to be with no one sometimes. Add to that the corridor is quiet and empty, and no students were walking around since the classes began five minutes earlier. That means, I'm so darn late. Oh well, pretty ladies often like to have time alone.
I've been wearing my nerdy outfit; a cool nerdy look to be precise. I don't want someone to make fun of me, and at least I have to preserve my fashion sense, even if I'm wearing something that might mark me as one of those nerds who just enjoy books and books only. I perfectly chose the right but basic outfit that is a pair of loose blue shirts that I let the edges hang together, flare and women's high waist cut jeans fashion denim pants elastic trouser and Balenciaga Black Speed: high-top stretch knit sneakers in black with black sole features memory sole technology for added comfort.
I braided my blonde hair to reveal my jawline and to highlight my cheeks. I often use eyeglasses to add some accessories, other than a necklace that I hid under my top. I purposely used a contact lens to conceal my true eye color, because I want it all to be in private.
As I approached the front door of my assigned classrom, I could hear the teacher's voice and her instructions to my classmates. Oh, yeah! I'm late, but I nevertheless love to sleep, and that's one of the reasons why I'm late. I just didn't have to hurry and push myself to go to my class because what's the point if I'm late already, right? It doesn't change anything.
I sighed heavily as I imagined my teacher was slowly turning into a red bull; smoke comes out of its nose because of my stubbornness. They're not probably going to hesitate to try to speak to me then, acknowledging that they're all clueless about my identity.
"Are you in my class?" she asked, as soon as I walked my foot in class. Her brow rose and tried to give me an imposing look, but sadly. I can't feel anything apart from the fact that she looks like a clown because of her too much blush on her cheeks, which makes me want to help her repair her face.
"Obviously, Miss. That's why I'm right here in front of you." I smiled sweetly.
"Are you making fun of me, young lady?" Uh-oh, fella. Now her neck is slowly turning red as a sign that she's smoking nuts. Kidding aside. Rather she’s now fuming mad.
"No, Miss. It depends on how will you comprehend my words." I literally retain my composure when facing her. Still smiling, but the difference is that I'm giving her a mocking smile.
"Get inside!" I didn't flinch, instead, out of annoyance, the side of my lips rose up. Her voice is irritating the hell out of me!
After she yelled right at my face, I pouted my lips. Did I do anything wrong to make her mad? Well, whatever. She's always like that to me before, whenever I get a chance to be in her class. It may be because her parents didn't give her a treat to whine at me like I stole her candy bars. Psh.
I entered the room and marched continuously to the empty chair that I saw by the window, when she abruptly called me back.
"Where are you going? Are you going to seat? Why don’t you introduce yourself first!" she screamed again when, in fact, she should only express those words in a classy manner. Just like serenity and tranquility, imagine that you're riding in a unicorn so you're not supposed to be angry.
Before I faced her again, I sighed. If she just knew who I am, she's not going to be able to yell at me like that. Like really, huh? In sight of my twin brother, huh? Tsk. Tsk. I pursed my lips even more.
"You told me to get inside. You didn't even say po that I wasn't allowed to sit po, and most of all you didn't say that I should introduce po." I mumbled back at the front of the desk. I used 'po' as a sign of respect since our world is located in the Philippines, so we used to say 'po' to the elders.
I don't know if she heard what I said, but because her face is now genuinely serious in solid red, I think she perfectly heard it. Oh, man. I'm afraid she might explode like a time bomb, and so I played with my lips as I grew my eyes bigger as I walked in front of them. Doesn't she know that I like it even more when I see that they're raging in anger? Instead of being scared, it makes me more happy when I get pissed.
“Introduce yourself now!!” She yelled up to the outmost of her throat.
Hey, Geez! Before her throat burst, I approached the whole class with my sweetest smile in the world.
I noticed that my twin brother was trying too hard to suppress his giggle. It just means that he likes what I am doing, so I secretly roll my eyes to him. I'm a tripper that would make you burst out of frustration and he's a tripper that would make you laugh at your ass out.
"Ayuki Blythe. 17 years old. You have nothing to expect about me so, yeah. Anyway, naniniwala ako sa kasabihang pag pangit ka, pangit kana talaga at wala ka nang magagawa, and I thank you!" Small laughter has flooded the entire room because of what I said. The last line from sayings in the Tagalog language is that I believe that when you're ugly, you can't do anything because that's what you really are. Well, it's easier to use this line to those people who have an awful and nasty attitude.
"Are you really making the hell out of fun of my class?!"
"If that's your perception in this beautiful world po." I'm sincerely responding to her and giving her a smile.
After a small commotion because of my appearance, finally—my ass is going to get a chance to meet and greet my chair! Duh. It's tiring to stand up like it may not be so long. Hehe.
"Shut your mouth and behave now, class. Good morning to all of you, I'm Tiara Torres again, and I'm going to be your spell and potion professor."
Oh, boy. I like the name of her! Tiara—sounds like a crown and is able to assert the throne. I'm going forward to my desk and I'm lightly supporting my chin because I'm wondering, and my chin is my source of wisdom.
"I will be discussing about how to make a love potion...”
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Akimiro's:
I didn't leave my attention to my twin sister, who now looks innocently at our professor like she didn't do something wrong before. Tsk. Tsk. Walang sinasanto, or no one is above her.
I'm at the back of the class, which is just behind my sister. I'm with Light Anax—the name of our group. They're all royalties that were my childhood friends, and one of them is my cousin, since our parents were friends before.
Ayuki doesn't want to declare that she's my twin. Since then, she's kept it as a secret. I don't know why she has to conceal her identity. We're dizygotic or non-identical twins, so they will be having a hard time to say that we’re a twin because we don't even look like that. However, if you look closely, particularly our eyes, you will be able to recognize our similarities.
I look back at her, who now has her head down over her elbows, while her upper body is leaning slightly to the table. She's hoping to go back to sleep as she normally did before. Yeah, Tss. She's lazy to listen because she's already had her advance reading so she already knows what the discussion is going to be for today.
"Miro, does your sister hit her head somewhere when you were little?" Kaizer bent over and whispered, though his eyesight did not leave my sister with doesn’t give a single fvck about her surroundings. It's Kaizer Matthew Thompson, my cousin, and the child of the Queen of Underworld—Tita Leah. He's the most talkative guys in the group.
"Yeah, right. Look at her, she’s not even listening to the discussion! She should get a good scolding from you." Jayden's ass in my back butted in. Jayden Carter Hilton, the guy who likes to make fun of the others, but can't even handle it when you piss him off. He's quick to lose his patience all the darn time. Tss.
"Shut your mouth, fvckers. Even if she's sleeping, she can still hear you." I replied as I smirked inwardly. She can enhance her hearing ability so clearly, she could hear us.
"What do you mean by that?” Asked by my friend, Cody Mason Melton. Surprisingly that he spoke, he's a quiet type of a person, and he just tends not to meddle in anyone's business. He's got a younger brother—Raven who's a hundred percent an opposite of him particularly in personality.
"Look at her."
They're both turning their heads to the woman who's now giving them the strongest death glare, and the two of them shut their mouths. She's still leaning over her desk, staring straight at us.
"I told you." I chuckled as I saw the two of them weep because of the intensity of my sister's eyes. They were both anxious for simply turning pale in an instance. Tss.
