Point of View: Louise

"I'm getting late!"

I heard the school bell ring twice! It must've been an alarm for the students who have been warned not to get late for the last time!

I hurriedly ran onto our school gate as fast as I can, in any way that can give me chances of avoiding myself from getting late!

I'm just really anxious of getting late, my life status a.k.a. my personal exaggerated record of my do's and do not's will be ruined if I do so!

My M.P.E.R. (my personal exaggerated record) is like my system, or should I say, there's this gigantic book hidden underground of our home and the contents of the book, there are provided lists of what I should do and not do for my entire life. But why? It's an heirloom connected to the book. The heirloom I'm talking about is the necklace given by my father, and I'm wearing it like now. What makes this heirloom thing a big thing is that it comes from my family's ancestors. Its purpose in life is to have such extraordinary adventures that most of the people can't have. Yet I am not sure when will this necklace give me that kind of outrageous mystery.

Our belief for our heirloom is genuinely a huge deal. I don't know if I really should believe their tale about this silver necklace but it's better to just follow what it says. The interesting fact about this necklace I'm wearing right now is hella 500 years old and it is made of real silver! Luckily nobody has the intention to steal this thing I'm wearing right now or I will be like the kind of a person finding a way to provide myself a flight to planet Pluto.

My mind flashbacks a bit. 'My darling, one day you'll realize how helpful this precious necklace is to you. Promise me to take care of it.' I remember my dad once told me this when I was still on my childish days. I also remember how we smiled each other after that conversation and I will never forget how he cuddles me very softly. I-I miss him. And that is also the reason why I am giving importance to this heirloom.

My flashback somewhat got cut as I heard the bell ring thrice which alarmed me that I should run real quick!

• • • • • ~ • • • • •
Whew, that was quick. I finally managed to attend our class in time. Glad that I've arrived here earlier than our teacher. What a relief.

Everyone inside this classroom looks so cool, bruh. I wish I'm that kind of a person who can make friends the easy way, but I'm not. And yeah, it's our first day of school, and it really gives me chills everytime I remember that introducing yourself in front of everyone is the major part of this day. Especially as a transferee of this school, it's really hard to adapt introductions 'cause basically I'm a shy type person.

"Hey, yo." It was someone's voice. Unfamiliar ones.

"Can I sit beside you?" Some guy suddenly started to talk and asked me that. No wonder why he have to go near me and tap my shoulder just to ask for a vacant seat.

"Y-yeah. Sure, sure! Why not? That seat is vacant and I don't think I have the right to stop somebody else from doing a free will. Good morning, anyway!" I have to be a calm person today, making friends is also my priority. I also wonder how was I able to greet in a very joyful way. I must have been a little bit hyped by this first day thing, I guess?

Anywho, I just want to say that on the other side of my brain feels very energetic, filled with excitement! It's been a long period of time since the school days.

Speaking of school days, where's our teacher? I'm already curious to know whether our teacher's a she or a he! Don't have me waiting!

I just sounded like I'm rushing things. Maybe give myself some moment to break and kindly wait for things to come and happen.

As all the class sees our teacher's arrival, I watched all of them hurriedly returned to their seats and behaves themselves like they never knew that was coming. How I saw them do that was kinda hilarious.

"Good morning, students!" That joyful tone of voice coming from our teacher had us all students stood up and greet back.

Like usual greetings in school, we've done it, but not until we remained silent and some startled as we realized that we haven't yet known our teacher's name. As if everyone was hella confused about what should they say or they might have just told themselves to stop 'cause they really don't know what to say leaving us all blank in words.

"Oh, don't bother yourselves from thinking of what could be my name, my dear students." Our teacher said, but his face looked like he's disappointed. And I guess it's because no one knows his name? No offense, bro.  "Although, in every classroom doors, there are displayed papers showing the lists, the names of the students and especially their adviser," He then paused his words.

How come a single student never notice the adviser's name anyway? I haven't notice it too. I guess we are blind, or 'notices people once they get beneficials only' is our kind of humanity.

"Good morning, Sir Alexander Burham! How are you today?" A student suddenly spoke up to our teacher, but with the use of happy-sounded intonation. All the students glimpsed their eyes to whoever that person is. And oh, that's his name?

The teacher also took a glimpse to that student but remained silent and is still standing in front of everyone in our class, but deeply inside I felt like he can't take that anymore. But although I've thought why is our adviser being like this? C'mon, educate us! It's not like it's a big deal that the new students weren't able to see your name on the said display!

"Oh, I-I'm sorry for the long pause, haha! My brain ordered me to take a li'l break." I guess his consciousness were the once making him get a little weird.

I also did not realize that none of us are sitting yet. What is this? Okay, never mind, they just recently sat down and then for like a millisecond I sat down too. And then everything went back to normal, as my eyes can see and my ear is surrounded by the usual classroom noise. What a cluster of confusion.

• • • • • •

4 minutes later.

My face shows an evident bored facial expression. Seeing people around, talking to each other, but why no one's talking to me?

I suddenly felt a gentle but avalanche tap. Who was that? I looked back to see who tapped my shoulder. And, yeah. It was the guy who tapped me, again. What's up with this guy?

"Hi! I bet you're looking for somebody to talk to! You don't have to make yourself feel uncomfortable just by letting yourself get lonely, I'm right here behind you." That soft voice coming from that guy made me feel I am secured from anything. But why? He never said he'll be my guardian. What the hell is going on with my mind?

And how did he figure out that I really am looking for somebody to talk to?

"Miss, your face looks really bored as hell. That look is really detectable." He added.

Oh, stupid me. How have I not realized that ACTIONS speak louder than WORDS do! Sigh sigh.

"Our teacher has given us FREE TIME, so why waste it?" He sounded like he is promoting friendship. It's not the time for advertising. Secondly, my face just look like this. For you to think that my face looks like I killed somebody, get out.

I suddenly felt myself weirdly comfortable with this situation right now. The way he speaks makes me think that he is pulling me to go enter his friendship.

Wait, something's moving around my neck. It's tickling me, and oh. It was my necklace. Why does it vibrates? My dad never told me about this necklace actually moves by itself?

It won't stop vibrating!

"Calm down Louise. What are you up to? Why do you keep looking around your neck? Y'know that needs some skills to do that body trick?"

Wait, what? What the hell is he talking about? Don't you see that my necklace is sort of, sort of tickling? And also, how does he know my name? I have no name tags or anything and I never told everyone else my name here!

"Dude, my necklace is shaking around my neck! And how the hell did you figured out my name?!"

"Girl, what are you doin'? We all have name tags! All of the students do, actually....?"

"Wait, what?!"

I appeared to be looking at my classmates and I've now realized that we do have names tags. How have I not noticed that until now? And is it not visible for him that my necklace is shaking?

He gently tapped my head. Why?

"Hey, Louise. Calm down, dude."

I ain't a dude! And what was the tap for?! I am getting the feeling that he is teasing me! We're not even close besties to be able to tap my head just like that! I don't let anybody else touch anything that I own from strangers!

"Louise, I'm not a stranger. Plus, all those friends you have met started from being strangers too. It's just the time that varies."

He held my right hand that was resting on my arm chair. And did he just read my mind?! What kind of sorcery is this!

"What do you think you are doing?!" I asked him loud as hell.

Yeah, what does he think he is doing?

"Making you feel comfortable..." He said with a grin on his face.

"What the fuck, dude. Get off from me!" I pushed him away from me. His presence has finally looked far enough for me now. He is so damn close to me, 0 meters away to be exact! "Do you think I feel comfortable with what you are doing?!" I asked him after he fells off the ground from my push earlier.

I am getting the nerves that he is some sort of a pervert!

And it took me 40 seconds to realize that all of the students and our teacher, saw what happened.

Guess what?

》》 School Office 《《
5 minutes later..

"This is all your fault, Charlie! You are such an a-" my speech was interrupted by Charlie.

"You know how much I like that fire coming from you, Louise."

That, th-that asshole!

"What a pervert! I don't even know how can this school control their temper against your naughty brain!" I told him loudly and furiously.

"That's enough." 
Yes, you heard it right. That's our principal. "Your argument won't help anything, and the decision of the campus faculty has already been finalized. You both have been given a penalty for suspension, for three days."

I cleared my throat after hearing that.

"Suspension already? What the hell are you all up to-" Charlie's talkshitting again.

Charlie won't stop talkin' trash! I don't know where the hell did he get this attitude from. Learn your manners, young man.

"SILENCE! You will be further given longer suspensions when you don't know how to limit your offenses, Charlie." The dean dictated Charlie.

More like you expel him from this school! What a fucktard! You ruined my first day of school!

"Sir, I didn't do anything wrong! Why am I also part of the suspension?" I worriedly asked him. I have to fight for the truth. This is just so unjustice because I did not do anything wrong! Only Charlie did!

"You let him disgrace you, Louise. And in that cas-"

"Sir, I beg your pardon!" I interrupted his unjustice speech. "Again, sir. Did nobody tell you that I did anything I can to get him away from me?!"

"Nobody did, so you are also suspended. Got it?" Now that is really unjustice!

This is all your fault, Charlie! Curse you and your life! May your souls suffer eternally!

"What a pointless evidence, sir. I assure you, I didn't have any intention for what happened. If you are going to ask the witnesses, they saw me pushed him away so that I can avoid his nasty li'l actions!"

"Well, the witnesses told me nothing about that one. But they should. But, again, they didn't. The decision will remain as decision. You'll be suspended too."

"...We'll see about that..."  Charlie whispered, but loudly. Yet I know that he made that whisper be louder on purpose so the dean can hear it well.

I'll curse your life, Charlie.

I didn't want to debate with the dean anymore. Nothing is worth fighting for. He'll never listen from what I'm saying.

And oh, yeah. His name is Charlie Clarkson. Based on his name tag. I think it would be better if I prefer to call him 'son of a shark.' but that shit ain't enough. He is one badass pervert who shouldn't be seen in my world.

Speaking of my world, how is my necklace? I mean, it stopped shaking since we've been brought to the office. How come I never noticed that?

But still, Charlie is going to suffer with my ultimate anger! Grrrr!

To be continued..