Everyday, I Fight! 20 Chapter 18: Those Who Live.

I still felt uneasy being hugged by a girl. I mean, I'm a girl, but I'm also sort of... still... a boy.

"I survived." I faked a smile and pushed her aside gently.

"Hmm..." Lucy only expressed her boredom.

"Who did this to my bed?!" I was utterly shocked by the new bed in front of me.

A pink coloured bed will fluffs and frills covering from head to toe. Why am I being cursed by pink color! Considering my tired self, it looked like heaven, but inside, for some reason I felt blood boil to my brain.

"Hahaha..." a.n.a.lise gave out a dry laugh, proving herself guilty, "Your... welcome?"

Her expression showed symptoms of anxiety and guilt.

"Whatever." I mumbled and sighed, giving up to her, without a fight.

"Its useless to fight with a girl, much less argue with a.n.a.lise... they always end up crying..." I thought to myself, as I laid comfortably on the soft bed with a bedsheet wrapping myself in it.

"Good night!" a.n.a.lise exclaimed with a cheerfully goofy smile that resembled Carmine.

"Mhm." I could just nod and turn to face the wall, still feeling slightly homesick.

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The next few days pa.s.sed by quickly while I was adjusting to the new life at campus. It was quite boring when cla.s.ses ended because being in school again seemed more like being back in prison.

During the times when I was alone, a.n.a.lise would always come, chat with me and tire me out. It was exhausting!

But thanks to her naturally-born gossiping ability, kinda freaky if you ask me, I was able to get a lot of information out of her. Apparently, a.n.a.lise's element was sound. In other words, vibration, to be precise.

Sound has been known as the 5th elemental, but always shrouded in mystery. Most of this element was only written in ancient books and till this day, no one knows the 5th elemental's exact usages. So people simply don't value the Sound element anymore.

"What a waste..." I often wondered, "but, may be I could help her some way... after all, I am used to sound equipments very well..."

"Ah, but a dual mage, huh? How lucky~" I thought to myself, feeling a pinch of jealousy, "Water and Sound are nice combinations..."

"Did you know?" a.n.a.lise continued, "The new dorm head selection is going underway... and best of all!!! Get this! I applied to be a candidate!"

"Oh, I see, congrats." I tried to avoid an utterly boring subject, yawning even.

"Hehehe..." a.n.a.lise produced an evil smirk, "Then did you know that you've been randomly selected to be a candidate too?"

"Stop kidding." I rolled my eyes, still yawning and stuffing my mouth with that horrible bread from the canteen.

"Yuck." I carelessly thought as I chewed.

"You have it so easy." I heard a.n.a.lise mumble and then sigh.

Her face was like a sad young maiden you'd see often in black and white movies back in Earth.

"Well, I have afternoon cla.s.ses," I tried to dodge the seemingly heavy topic, "See ya, 'kay?"

I left in a hurry.

"Oh gosh this dorm is so noisy," my head ached.

As my gaze shifted, the corner of my eyes caught the attention of a poster. "Vote for Gloria, The Unbeatable Champion and Troublemaker!!! She's always up to something..."

As I strolled casually towards the poster, the entire mob of talkative students in that hallway, simmered down. Only whispers were thrown back and forth.

I stared at the poster for five seconds and held in in my hand.

"OMG," I thought to myself, still keeping a poker face, "a.n.a.lise wasn't kidding... these pathetic bunch of cowards... there's no way I wanna be their boss!!"

I sighed and crumpled the poster and threw it in the bin next to me.

I turned back to glance at the people behind, another sigh, and I left upstairs to M:709. It was annoying, what else was I supposed to say?

"Ah, you're back?" Lucy asked, holding a book in her hand.

"You're finished with the old book?" I asked, curious.

"Yeah. It was not bad. I like this one though..." Lucy was about to continue her lecture, but I stopped her before she had the chance to begin.

"I just came here to pick some books."

"Want me to vote for you?" Lucy asked with a sly smirk.

"I don't care either way." I nonchalantly replied, paying no value to anything.

"Fine, fine," she seemed delighted, "But remember to practice well for the mana test coming up soon... hear it's gonna be tough this year." she reminded me just as I was about to exit the room.

"Yeah." I replied without turning back as I shut the door behind me.

In truth, my mind just exploded.

"Oh no," I thought to myself, "not the mana test! I'll seriously be in a pinch if they find out about this... I do not want to stand out right now. My plan's gonna be ruined!! I have to talk to the princ.i.p.al and escape this...!"

< secretary="" jo="" lin's="" pov="">

"That d.a.m.n girl!" I cursed her with every bit of hatred, "What a pest to this beautiful school! She'll ruin the reputation and glory... first a teacher and now this!"

Gloria Gale Windstorm, a cunning and devious little mischief maker. A troublesome brat that does not know her place!

"Miss Lin," a familiar voice called out to me, "You seem under the weather, everything alright?"

"Wh-what?" I grasped hold of the current situation, embarra.s.sed by my lack of concentration, "I'm extremely sorry, Miss Princ.i.p.al, it seems I do have a problem, actually."

The teachers and the princ.i.p.al looked at me seriously, with great expectancy now.

"Well, you see," I cleared my throat and drunk gulps of water, easing myself, "Dorm - A's new head is going to be decided in three days time and a candidate here..." I paused as I looked at the princ.i.p.al and then towards the paper on hand, "simply bothers me."

"Go on," The princ.i.p.al stared into my eyes, evaluating my tension and not even glancing at the papers on her desk.

"Had she guessed?" I thought to myself, "No, no. Impossible!"

"As it stands, I sincerely think and would like to point out that Miss Gloria Gale Windstorm is an unworthy candidate in this selection." I continued, paying no attention towards the teachers who seemed to have an attachment to that brat, glaring at me, "Miss Gloria is just a transfer student and has no idea about our customs. She is, but a first year student, not to mention... way too young."

I paused once again, with a frown, clearly eyeing the other teachers.

Finally, Mrs. Stapleson, the mathematics teacher, stood up.

"Miss Princ.i.p.al," she spoke with slight anger, "Miss Lin here is discriminating a young fragile girl, a genius of the upcoming generation in fact, accusing her... instead of giving her a chance!"

At this, Mr. Frosters, mage of spells pointed out, "Indeed, I second the opinion of Mrs. Stapleson. While I had been one-sided towards Miss Gloria in the beginning, she is in fact, outstanding and talented in magic! In her cla.s.s, I believe she is the fastest learner..."

"But this does not mean that we can trust her with an entire building full of students..." Mr. Falwalk expressed his point of view, "She is talented as an individual and has bravery and courage. Adding to her special background and age... but! The main question is, can you trust her with the lives of others?"

"Yes," I thought with a wicked smile on my face, "exactly what I wanted to hear. Now the bickering starts."

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"Silence! All of you!" Miss Princ.i.p.al declared, her voice echoing loudly.

The entire room of bickering teachers froze and sat down respectively. All, except me.

"Miss Jo Lin, please continue," she sighed, touching her forehead.

"Well, what I am trying to say is simple..." I went on, "I would like for Miss Gloria Gale Windstorm to be eliminated from being the candidate for Dorm-A!" I declared.

"But very few of the teachers agree with you." Miss Princ.i.p.al pointed out.

"That's because I coaxed them, all except for Mr. Frosters, who is too focused on discipline and upright." I thought to myself, "It was already hard enough for me to make him agree with me previously when declining that brat's entrance application form...!"

"That is because they are too attached with a particular student and pity her. However, Miss Princ.i.p.al, I am thinking for those who are not as strong as Miss Gloria and reside in that dorm." I insisted, "What if she left those children behind and neglected her responsibilities? Just like the one before her... another chaos and this school will suffer it's reputation and the parents of students will lose who-knows-how-much."

"Very well." The princ.i.p.al sighed and agreed with me, "The school must always come first. Besides, I cannot risk another disaster after the previous one..."

"Hehehe..." I secretly applauded myself as the princ.i.p.al changed to another topic, "You are finished, little brat!"

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"But what is wrong with me meeting the princ.i.p.al!" I shouted angrily at the d.a.m.n Secretary, who kept on pushing me away.

"Ah?" she was ticked off even more now, though I'd give a d.a.m.n about that, "You are disqualified already from the head candidate list and you dare to meet the princ.i.p.al? What rights do you have?"

"Eh?" I didn't know that, but whatever, "Who gives a d.a.m.n about that s.h.i.t! I just want to speak with her!! Let me through!"

I tried to force my way in, but then she just grabbed my collar and threw me towards the window and the sound that echoed in the silent hall was quite loud and yet... no one from cla.s.s exited.

"Tch, a sound barrier, huh?" I whispered to myself.

The window was as hard as brick and it didn't even shatter.

"Another d.a.m.ned dual mage..." I thought, p.i.s.sed off.

"Hmph. Ignorant and reckless." she went on, "Pathetic."

But just as I was about to stand up and fight, she uttered some enchantment and chains of mana pulled me towards the wall and held me tight. The more I struggled, the more it tightened.

"You. Should. Learn. Manners. Brat." her demon-like eyes seemed to penetrate me.

"s.h.i.t!" I was stuck in a jam, "s.h.i.t, s.h.i.t, s.h.i.t, s.h.i.t!!"

"..."

A voice spoke from the hallway to my left, "Miss Secretary, what are you doing?"

"Such a gentle, stern voice..." I couldn't help but think.

"You are-!" but the Secretary was stopped by the maiden.

"I thought you only punished kids with a ruler... not magic!" the stranger defended me.

She was an albino, soft silky hair and red eyes. Actually, if anything, she reminded me of vampires... but they might not exist in this world.

"This brat deserves more than a simple ruler, Miss!" the Secretary was hesitant.

"Oh? What has such a tiny kid done?" the albino girl casually and harmlessly asked.

"Hahaha... 'tiny,' she says..." I thought to myself, sarcastically, "My pride..."

"She argued with me and then dashed towards the princ.i.p.al's quarters just to complain... she even threw a tantrum!" Jo Lin was covering up with white lies now.

I glared at her, but she glared back at me.

"Its just a kid..." the albino girl shed a few tears of pity, "a detention is fine, right? Surely, you won't punish a silly little girl for something like this... especially with magic!"

"I-If you put it th-that way..." Secretary Jo Lin was silenced.

"Come on, child," the albino girl helped me up, "try and stand."

"Really... 'child,' hahaha..." I thought to myself, couldn't help but feel my pride being shattered to bits.

"I'm a third year student. My name is Angela Refunde." she smiled at me and said these words, wiping the dirt off my skirt.

"Come to me anytime if you need help." Angela said as she waved to me and then said goodbye and left.

"What a strange girl..." I thought.

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"Hi," I opened the door of the detention room and what a sight to behold as my lips greeted the familiar face in front of me... a.n.a.lise!

"Hey," her mood was in the gutters and she simply flung her head in the other direction, not seeming to care.

"Hmph, birds of a feather." Secretary Jo Lin snickered before closing the door shut.

The room was silent. There was no one else.

There were ten tables and ten chairs in the room. This room was called the 1st Year Detention room. Each Year had a separate detention room, for mischevious students and troublemakers. Funny, how they separated detention rooms like they were cages to keep us 'in'.

Incidentally, this was my second time in the detention room. Last time, was when I stayed in the 5th Year's Detention Room, right next to the princ.i.p.al's office.

"Wow," I thought to myself, "Is this a sort of accomplishment? In a new world, and yet, stuck in detention like in the previous world... seriously, some things never change."

I heaved a long and heavy sigh.

"Could you not breathe on my neck please?" a.n.a.lise asked me, seemingly slightly annoyed.

"Hahaha... sorry?" I tried to not make things more awkward.

"You know what your problem is?" she glared at me, as I was taken aback, "You just don't know when someone wants to draw the line and have some personal s.p.a.ce...!"

I simply nodded vigorously, not daring to say anything else.

"Has she got a stomach ache? Nah, may be it's just a rough day for her..." I thought to myself.

a.n.a.lise turned her shoulder and properly sat in front of me.

"..."

Utter silence.

*Sniffle* *Sniffle*

"Eh?" I peeked ahead, a little bit, utterly dumbfounded.

"W-why are you crying?!" I ask hastily, unable to keep my cool.

*Sob* *Sob*

"Ah~ please stop," I politely asked, panicking myself, "What should I do? What should I do?!"

Suddenly, she quieted down and stood up. She glared at me, once more.

"Oh no," I couldn't help but think, "not another childish tantrum..."

"Why are you so popular!" a.n.a.lise shouted, pointing at me in an utterly rude way.

"Po-po-popular...? Me?" I asked, a bit confused, myself.

"The h.e.l.l is she talking about!?" I tried to calmly think.
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"You're always at the centre... I HATE YOU!" she snapped and quieted down suddenly.

"THE h.e.l.l!" I stood up from that stupid desk and chair setting, unable to keep myself at bay, "Who do you think you are!? Insulting me and taking me for granted!"

"It's always my fault, isn't it! No way!" she argued without reason.

"d.a.m.n brat!" I shouted, "The h.e.l.l are you p.i.s.sing me off and blaming me without logic??! You don't even know me!"

I huffed and puffed, breathing in and out, clearly still glaring at her.

"Detention is over." the speaker (a tiny gadget imbued with magic on top of the desk) said.

"You'd do well to remember your place." I shot daggers at a.n.a.lise's sobbing face before I left.

Her face shifted immediately, from painful tears to a pale face filled with fright.

As I exited, familiar thoughts crossed my mind, almost like a bad dream.

"Who needs these losers anyway? Pathetic. All I need is to LIVE, nothing else."

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For the next two days we didn't speak. a.n.a.lise had even slept on Lucy's bed, while Lucy reluctantly slept between us.

We didn't even go to the same bathroom anymore. Sometimes I'd skip cla.s.s, just so that I wouldn't have to sit in the same room and breathe the same air as her...

"So annoying," I thought, "Nothing but juice boxes here... why can't I have some cigarettes? d.a.m.ned other world!"

I sighed as I looked up at the clouds above.

"So you're here." I heard Lucy's voice from behind, "what's up with you two lately?"

"Nothing." I avoided the subject.

"Yeah, sure, sure." she simply agreed, "So spill."

"I have no clue." I sighed, my eyes full of drowsiness, and my head feeling like a mush, "One second she is angry, then she throws a tantrum, then she cries and finally yells at me. Good Lord."

"Hmm... Why would she do that?" Lucy asked, but her statement bugged me.

"Why not ask her if you can't trust me?" I snorted and then a dried laugh followed.

"C'mon, it's not like that..." Lucy went on, "I'm sure it must've been unreasonable to you, but very meaningful to her."

"Whatever." I simply let out a sigh, "I'm tired... May be I'll fake a sick leave?"

"Nope." Lucy grabbed hold of my arm, "Let's go and settle things. I want my old bed back."

"Hey, hey," I jokingly played along, "You can't be serious..."

"Of course I am!" She kinda let her voice out loud, the first time I'm hearing it, "What a pathetic little argument." She claimed while dragging me out the terrace, into the building and down the stairs.

"Slow down, we're gonna fall down if you keep dragging me!" I tried to get her to walk a bit slower, but instead, she mumbled something and suddenly, we floated in the air and flew down like a bullet to a target.

"Whoa!" I closed my eyes.

"...!"

Opening my eyes again, my frown and displeasure came swirling back to me. Here we were, right in front of a.n.a.lise, who stood in front, frozen like a statue, clearly somewhat angry herself.

"Lucy, why are you with her?" a.n.a.lise asked, her face the color purple.

I couldn't help but notice the few people in the hall way, staring at us. Obviously, they understood that a.n.a.lise and I had a fight. Perhaps a.n.a.lise told them, or they understood by how we were acting out towards each other...

"Ignore them, ignore them." I repeatedly told myself, again and again.

"I just want my bed back." Lucy stated out of the blue.

"Oh sure! Side with her!" a.n.a.lise spouted whatever came into her mouth.

"I will, don't worry." Lucy grabbed a.n.a.lise's arm with her other hand, used the floating spell and jumped out of the window, dragging us along with her.

"Thank goodness it's the second floor!" I heaved a heavy sigh.

"Look," Lucy pointed out.

Both of us stared into the open field where a crowd of students flocked together. They were cheering with joy.

"You both argued so much that you forgot today is the day Dorm A's head will be selected... oh, it has already been decided on." Lucy corrected herself.

"Who cares? Unlike a jealous-somebody, I was disqualified three days ago by that d.a.m.n Secretary." I replied to Lucy.

a.n.a.lise stood there, still and wide-eyed, staring at me.

"I-I-I, I quit the selections too, thinking I was being looked down on..." a.n.a.lise said, looking at me, straight in the eye.

"By who~?" Lucy asked, a strange confidence in her voice.

"Gloria. I thought you were looking down on me and..." her face flushed into a bright pink colour.

"See?" Lucy proclaimed with a smirk, "Told ya so!"

"Huh? No way, why would I look down on you?" I asked, feeling awkward and unsure.

"Because...!" a.n.a.lise paused and then with teary eyes, went on, "You're always the centre of attention and so popular! Everyone knows who you are...but I'm just some 1st Year girl. So when I heard that you quit from the compet.i.tion, I couldn't help it!"

"That still doesn't justify what you did." I bluntly told her off.

"I know! I know, but those girls were whispering and snickering at me...! They kept on repeating those lines so... so, I..." a.n.a.lise began to sob again, "Besides, even you told me to know my place... ah..."

"Deja vu," I thought, "What to do now...?"

"Just hug her and you two quit this stupid argument." Lucy gave me a push and I lost my balance.

"Ah, um... sorry, I guess?" I froze in front of her.

We were super close to each other. I was super embarra.s.sed!

"I've never hugged another girl before...!" the thought popped up in my head, "Sure I've been hugged, but this is... a bit-"

a.n.a.lise hugged me, putting her weigh on me, crying and soaking my uniform.

"Stop that," I hugged her tightly, "I'll have to clean your sn.o.bs..."

Pretty soon, as if a huge shackle had been stripped off me, even my tear glands ran loose. We both sobbed for a long long time.

A new feeling blossomed within me, yearning to be set free, happy, nostalgic... yet filled with sadness...

The last I cried so much was when he betrayed me.

"It hurts." I whispered, still sobbing and sniffling.

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Who won?

That's obvious, it was the super sweet senior named Angela, whom I met back in the silent corridors. Apparently, she was also a candidate in the compet.i.tion. She will be the new head of Dorm A. Awesome!

In any case, I'm relieved. At least this person isn't sn.o.bby, right? Hahaha...