A/N: Don't play the song yet.

Diane's POV
My class is Phil (Philanthropy) but when I arrive, the room's locked, gathering students. Jeez... Why does this has to occur? We're not even in high school! I wandered around meeting Scissor Girl near Raph, Shawn, Thea my BTS partner, Martha one of my closest buddies and... Christian... UGH! I hate that turd! Luckily, he didn't see me.

A while later, I spotted someone who caught my eye. Kendra Ace G. Lake. She's really mysterious. We're classmates back on 3rd grade and she's more friendly than today. I even remember the time when she draws on her notebook too. However; I kept thinking the same question in my mind. Why is she so quiet? She's not that silent before. Believe me. She got herself detention after disturbing her seatmate last time. Now, she doesn't bother to at least mind the person beside her who's trying to get the attention. Somehow, it's like Halia didn't exist on her time.

Kendra's POV
I'm leaning against the classroom wall with my hands on my pockets. It's a good thing that the nuisance isn't in the same class as I am. Finally, I won't have to worry about her. Aside from Raph, Jill, Thea, Diane, Shawn, Christian & Martha as my mates, I could also sight my past classmates such as... Chloe? I thought she transfered a year ago. Or did she then returned? I'm curious. What's more curious is that Diane kept murmuring while looking at me. As she passes by, I heard a statement that slipped from her mouth.

"I wonder why you're so quiet?"

I froze. Me? So quiet? I wonder why she thought of me like that. It's puzzling. Since I'm distracted by that, I didn't notice the 👽 "alien" at my right. Actually, he was dubbed as Alien because of his weirdness. And besides, I don't wanna talk to anybody. For a moment, he left me. Good. His real name is Jay Kersh Roman. Even if his second name is meaningful, nobody cares.

Suddenly a woman, opened the front door. Ah. She's Mrs. Hazel Sancho. I bet she's our adviser.

"Calling the entire soon-to-be-Philanthropy pupils inside!" she cried. We all rounded up at the entrance but got halted by Tr. Hazel. What the? She's telling us to go in.

"One more thing." she added. "Your seats are all arranged. So you have to seat at the chair that has your name on it."

Uh... It doesn't matter if our seats are arranged. We can seat wherever we want! But it do matters that we have to listen. Aish! At last, Mrs. Sancho let us in. Once I went inside, I stopped from my tracks, moved aside and started scanning for my name. The names are printed then they're taped at the backrest of the chair. Plus, the seats are not separated. WHY?! Anyway, I need to focus on searching .... Huh? Why can't I find mine? It's not around at the back, middle or first of neither the 1st, 2nd and 3rd set. That's when I looked down... Eh?! My seat... is just in front of me all along? BTW, this is the structure of the class:

.....ARGH! WHY?! Why do I get to seat in front?! Also, who do these seats get to join?! I barely know my seatmates! Even if I've known Raph for 5 months, I still don't understand him! Firstly, I'm gonna take my seat then... complain! In my head. As for the other mate, Rob, he's a junior swimmer. I've overheard that he's joining swimming tournaments all over the country, winning gold, silver & bronze medals like that. In addition, he's been training 4 - 5 in the morning of Tuesdays up to Saturdays... Meh... That's what I know.

"Good morning to each and one of the students here!" Mrs. H. Sancho welcomed us once we're down on our places. "My name is Mrs. Hazel A. Sancho, your class adviser and the teacher of science. For your introductions, everybody will be grouped to their old classmates making up the members of different classrooms. Beginning with Class 6-A until 6-H then the 3 transferees."

WHAAT?!!! Crud... I'm part of 6-A! Dang it! This is worse than I imagined. But as long as I'm not the no. 1 to present, I'm fine. Both Raph and Rob are away; I just noticed it. I moved to where my group is and they seem to be chatting of some sort.

"Oh Kendra." Martha surprisingly called me by my first name. Well, actually she's been calling me Lake recently. "We've discussed our positions so... you're the lead."

"EH?!!! Why do shocking things kept rising in my hatred life?!" I said, feeling alarmed. One: my parents' death. Two: Halia, the bothering nuisance showed up. Three: I promptly have friends... again. For: blah, blah, blah up to fifteen: I get to start the Philanthropy initiation. Whats next? Someone telling me why I'm the leading introducer?

"You should've come quickly, ya turtle." Jill teased. I guess that the half of this school will be about torturing me. "Or ya shouldn't have ended being no.1."

She's so irritating. She's simply uttering them words to annoy me.

"Eheheh..." Diane shoved Jill away from me. "She doesn't mean that actually."

"Oh, I do mean it! Haha!" Scissorgirl mocked me. "That's what ya get!"

"That's it!" I growled. I sat back at my chair, having enough nonsense. Do you ever feel like running away from the people torturing you? I do.

Minutes flew by that every Philan (shortcut of Philanthropy; can be Phil) kid are on their rightful places.

(A/N:I'm gonna skip the introductions)

Generally speaking on the various class teams, they each have different intros yet still boring. Goes to the new guys too. The one that caught my interest was Yasmine. Zyanna mentioned that she's a silent artist. I assume she's a loner like me. Or probably she's another silentor comparable to the silent artist on my left. Yup. Comparable to Raph Goldriver.

Next, is checking our attendance. All appears to be in presence except for--

"Eldred Panthos?" Tr. Hazel called.

...Him. Who the heck is Eldred, by the way? The room is in mute mode. I looked around to see where Eld's chair location is and I spotted it beside Rainshine girl. Judging by her expression, she doesn't know him.

"Here!" shouted by somebody very near. Glancing at the front door, there's a guy standing whose eyebrows are connected. Glimpsing back at D, her reaction shows that she knew him but not in an appreciative way.

*Recess*

No one's POV
Kendra's leaning by the reilings in the roof, listening to music through her wireless headphones. She haven't realized yet that someone's watching her. Not you, reader.

The peaceful relaxation of the little Lake has ended in a moment. And it's Diane's fault for barging in while talking out loud.

Still, due to K's headphones, she might not hear a thing. So her peaceful relaxation continues. D. Rainshine, on the other hand, she's grumbling as she walks in circles.

"Ugh!!! I hate being with dork face!" beginning with her complaints. "A.K.A. Eldred. I can't believe this! I hate that guy! Also, I almost sat with the bad boy in school! Why is my life so miserable?! Aaargh!!!"

In Kendra's thoughts~"Since when did she became a complainer? She's like ruining my life."

"I'd rather sit with Christian than him!" the Jeon fangirl carried on. "Even though I hate that guy too. I can't even imagine dork face being nice! I wanna change sits---and you're not paying attention!"

Diane yelled at the loner, who's confused.

"Huh?" she asked, taking her headphones off. "You're talking to me?"

"Graaah! Who else?!" Diane responded.

K: "Will ya calm down? Don't judge others."
D: "I have a reasonable complain."
K: "I don't think so."
D: "He kept saying bad words! Plus, he's saying he's having s-e-x!"
K: "Wait. What?"
D: "I mean, what the F!?!?!?! Something's wrong with his brain!"
K: "He's watching pornography or something like that."
D: "I don't give a damn about dork face!... Wait a sec... Don't tell me you're watching those too!"
K: "What the heck is wrong with you, woman?! I bet you're watching them!"
D: "I do not!"
K: "Then shut up! You're much worse than Halia."

K. Lake groaned her last sentence as she left the school top followed by Diane.

Yasmine's POV
Woah... What was that? I'm sitting at the roof at the door to the school roof, minding my own business in coloring when Kendra came to hear music through her earphones then the BTS geek stormed in, growling resentfully. I kinda felt bored therefore I'm eavesdropping on their conversation. It's humorous but...weird. Diane's complaining Eldred's bad side that it turned into a cringy topic. Which is funny too. Lol.

*Lunch break*

Halia's POV
Ah... Lunch. My favorite subject. Though dismissal is better. I dashed towards the school canteen excitedly, lined up, grabbed my tray of food and find for a table. I located my black -haired buddy on table number 12. Forgot that it's her regular table. I walked over there with a smile plated on my face.

"You again?" I heard her grunt. Why is she sooooooo... glum? Did something happened in her class?

"How it's going?" I questioned, sitting down.

"Nothing much." Kendra replied. "Ever know Eldred Panthos?"

"The Bad Boy Genius? Yes. I know him."

"Good. Cause I think that Diane has a crush on him."

.....It took me 5 seconds before I react.

Me/H: "Woah! Woah! Woah!... Wait. Whaaat?! But--I thought--she--Gaaah! Since when?!"
K: "Well, she's talking about him this recess. More like tons of talking."

I'm starting to lose my mind, since I'm overactive, making K to say, "Chill." Grasping my mini - carton box of milk, I'm drinking it for it what cools me.

"Sooo... Who's your boyfriend next to you?"

I spitted my milk, what a waste, and coughed, facing at my left.

"Does it mind if I stay here?" Oh look. It's the blonde Bolt. "I'm still getting to understand the other kids in SLE."

"We don't mind." I answered, facing back at Lake. "Kendra. This is Bolt Roget, the transferee in Forbearance. Bolt this is Kendra Lake, my friend."

"Aw... Too bad." the provoking girl muttered. Well, thank goodness Roget didn't heard it. I hate people who angers me with love and cheesy sayings. Bleh!

*Timeskip to evening*

Kendra's POV
I'm at my bed, tuning my dad's precious Fernando guitar which he left together with a couple of possessions. Most of them became mine like his laptop and wiredless headphones. Now I'm done modulating the musical instrument, I beggined singing one of my favorite songs my parents used to sing to me.

A/N: Start the music! *Play*

🎶"You and I
We're like fireworks and symphonies exploding in the sky
With you, I'm alive
Like all the missing pieces of my heart, they finally collide

So stop time right here in the moonlight
'Cause I don't ever wanna close my eyes"🎶

Just as I'm into the pre-chorus, I kinda heard some "RINGING!!!" Yet it's sorta feint, now that I'm gettin to the zone.

🎶"Without you, I feel broke
Like I'm half of a whole
Without you, I've got no hand to hold
Without you, I feel torn
Like a sail in a storm
Without you, I'm just a sad song
I'm just a sad song

With you, I fall
It's like I'm leaving all my past and silhouettes up on the wall
With you, I'm a beautiful mess
It's like we're standing hand and hand with all our fears up on the edge

So stop time right here in the moonlight
'Cause I don't ever wanna close my eyes

Without you, I feel broke
Like I'm half of a whole
Without you, I've got no hand to hold
Without you, I feel torn
Like a sail in a storm
Without you, I'm just a sad song

You're the perfect melody
The only harmony
I wanna hear
You're my favourite part of me
With you standing next to me
I've got nothing to fear

Without you, I feel broke
Like I'm half of a whole
Without you, I've got no hand to hold
Without you, I feel torn
Like a sail in a storm
Without you

Without you, I feel broke
Like I'm half of a whole
Without you, I've got no hand to hold
Without you, I feel torn
Like a sail in a storm
Without you, I'm just a sad song
I'm just a sad song"🎶

... A touching song relieves everything. I've missed them. To be honest, I like singing identical to playing guitar yet not that much. But... I'm keeping them as secrets. I don't wanna let anybody be aware.

There goes "RINGING!!!" again, afterwards. I distinguish that it's coming from my cell. I answered it without discovering who it was from the I.D. caller.

"Hello?" putting back the Fernando at the guitar stand.

"Really?! Kendra?! Really?!" shrieked by the person who's at the other end of the phone. It caused me to pull it elsewhere for it was so sudden. "You're running by ignoring me the last 64 calls &25 texts?!"

64 and 25? That many? Was the song that long? I peeked at the I.D. caller with the name 'Diane' on it.

"Oh. Jeon's girl."I said, dragging my phone to my ear. "Ya have a problem?"

"Yes! I do have a problem!"
"Oh cool. Bye then."
"Hey! Wai---"

I hang up before her mouth. I do love shutting people. It would be obvious that she'll---"KRIIIIIING!!!"...There it is... I answered it and came the screaming.

"How dare ya ha---" I hanged up her calls twice. That's fun. "KRIIIIIING!!!" Kesh!... She's highly persistent. I answered it once more and this time I'll listen.

Me/K: "What?"
D: "Don't what me! You know what you'd said to Halia in lunch this afternoon!"
Me/K: "Your crush?"
D: "He's not my ding-dang crush
Me/K: "Why didn't you tell me so?"
D: "Why?! Are you mocking me?!"
Me/K: "Maybe."
D: "Err...graaah!!!"

...She hang up. That was intense. I feel my cellphone vibrated, telling me there's a message from...ugh! The overactive Kookie girl.

CrazyadmirerofJeon

D: 1st of all, I hate dork face
D: 2nd of all, he's not my crush
D: 3rd of all, I'm into Jungkookie

As predicted from Jeon's girl :K

D: 4th of all, I'm not his girl

Whatevs :K

D: 5th of all

Blahblahblah :K

D: DON'T SHIP MEH WITH ANYONE!!!

Chrisiane :K

D: 💢💢💢💢💢💢💢💢💢💢💢💢💢
D: GOODNIGHT

D: END OF STORY

😛 :K

I've ultimately forced her to pay for her complaints and annoyance. Revenge≈completed.

A/N: Meh... Felt lazy to update. And besides, it's too early.