Chapter 87

Hello Guys, it's Harry Louverne here. Un... it'd be the first time I'm going to be narrating so please excuse any form of my rudeness.

Un...How should I start....

Let me start by describing what I'm doing. Currently, I'm sitting inside my class, next to my best friend, you got it guys- It's our 'PRINCE CHARMING- BRANDON JOHNSON'

He is standing near his seat, talking to other girls of my class while I'm sitting here and writing down all this s*it!

Everything was going smoothly, when Mr. Patrick, our expressionless maths teacher, arrived. He had 4 more students with him, who came and occupied the front seats.

He said nothing. He just took a colored chalk and wrote 'Surprise Test' on the board.

This man never fails to give me a mental roller coaster ride style heart attack!

"Now sit down everyone, I'm giving out the papers." He said and slammed the papers on our desks.

"This is something we studied in yesterday's class, so you should be able to do these." He said as he sat on his chair and watched us like an octopus.

It's okay, that topic was easy.

I consoled myself.

'In this world, you really have to do everything yourself.' I thought as I shook my head.

I looked at the first question...

"Daniel has 5 fishes, the speed of the train he is travelling is 35 km/hr. Find the distance of the moon from earth."

Alright, I need help.

I looked at Brandon-

"Sir, I'm done." He said with a smile as he got up with his paper.

"...It's been just 5 minutes since I gave you the papers..."Mr. Patrick said as he looked at his watch.

"Yes." Brandon said.

You jerk!! We are no more friends!!!

I tried to grab his attention by any means. First I whispered "Brandon.. Brandon...."

"What is it, Mr. Louverne? Are you done too?" Mr. Patrick said.

"Un- No sir" I said as I looked back into my paper.

Jeez! Are all teachers superhumans or something? They can literally even trace your eyelash movements when you write an exam.

And otherwise, even if you're getting yourselves beaten up by bullies, they will act as if they were born blind!

Now, since I didn't know what to do... I did something which everyone does...

I looked around the class to see what everyone else was doing.

Everything looked normal…

Then I saw Johnny Tedson…

He had his tablet in front of him, showing a Jesus Christ photo on its screen.

....Dude, no matter how much you pray... even God gives up on you when it comes to mathematics.

Mr. Patrick stared at his screen, then moved back towards his teachers table.

As soon as Mr. Patrick left, Tedson swiped the screen and opened a different tab on the browser.

...It showed all the answers....

He just sat down and copied!!

...What the f**k dude!! I NEED your BRAIN!!

But he definitely motivated me. I crossed my arms and closed my eyes.

Alright, think Harry think!

........

"Brandon help!" I whispered yet again.

Look...you are a human(At least that's what I believe if you're reading this). You, my friend, are an animal with the maximum thinking skills and amazing memory capacity.

I and Brandon have the same type of brain...the only difference is...when he thinks, he is a pro. When I think...I stop and wonder...

'Er…what was I supposed to think about again?'

Damn!! It's frustrating!! Listen, you idiot!!

I shot glares at Brandon, who did not even look my way. He was continuously looking the other way.

I finally traced his eyes and looked at what he was looking.

I should have known...

It was Kate Roberts, sitting at the first bench. Today their class has a combined class with us as their teacher is on a leave and so, Mr. Patrick decided to take their charge.

I feel sorry for him.

Now that I know he's staring at Kate, I'm sure he won't care even if the sky falls on us!

He bit his nails while looking at Kate Roberts.

....Dude just what are you trying to do? Are you a girl secretly looking at her crush??

Damn!! No time for it!! I took out my pencil and threw it at him.

He took the pencil and looked towards me.

FINALLY!!!

SOMETHING GREATER THAN THE SKY FALLING AT US HAS HAPPENED!!

"Oh hey Harry." He said with a smile.

"Tell me the answer of all the questions!!" I whisper shouted.

"In this world, you have to do everything yourself." He said "...Who was the one who said that, Harry?"

"Huh? How do you know that?! Did I speak my mind?" I said.

He didn't say anything, he just smiled and looked at Kate again.

Agh!! Damn you!!!

I'm really gonna cry now!!

"Brandy please help!!" I said.

I was literally putting my pride inside my shoes to pass this test.

He turned back again and said "Ask me in a better way."

OH MY GOD

CAN I PLEASE TWIST YOUR BALLS AND THROW YOU DOWN A CLIFF THAT CHASES DOWN A GUTTER?!!

BUT…

Calm down me...

"How should I ask you 'nicely"? Should I give you death threats?" I whispered.

"Think yourself. I don't do such stuff like begging for help so how would I know." He said.

WELL SORRY FOR BEING STUPID ENOUGH TO KEEP YOU AS MY FRIEND!!

"Would you say that if I were Kate?" I said.

"...You're making me sick. Don't you dare compare yourself to my Katty!" He said.

WHO'S THE SICK ONE HERE?? AT LEAST I DON'T GET TURNED ON BY JUST LOOKING AT MY CRUSH!

"...B- Brandon really help...I don't wanna fail this...." I said.

Damn I'm so embarrassed!!! I hope this school is hit by a terrorist attack this very moment and someone just comes and kills me!!

"...Which question is it?" He said.

FINALLY!!!

I COULD HEAR FIREWORKS AND VICTORY MUSIC IN THE BACKGROUND.

"It's-"

"ALRIGHT, time up! I'm collecting your papers now" Mr. Patrick said.

"Wait! I'm not done!!" I said to myself as I bit my fingers. I always do that when I panic or when I'm nervous.

"Brandon help!!" I said as I turned towards him.

"*Slurp* Roger" He said as he gulped in some cup noodles "*Slurp~~~* Hmm these are pretty good." He said.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING??!! AND WHERE DID YOU GET THIS FROM??!!" I shouted as Mr. Patrick collected the papers and almost reached our seat.

"Oh…this? I-"

"FORGET IT!! QUICKLY DO IT, BRANDON!!" I shouted.

"And your paper, sir?" Mr. Patrick said.

"Sir, it's right here." Brandon said and handed over the paper to Mr. Patrick.

Wait!! He filled in all the answers!! But when???

"Happy now, Harry? I did all the questions." Brandon said with a smile.

"Brandon..." I broke down into tears-

"Ah!" Brandon said.

"What?" I said.

"Well you see, I was in a hurry so...I wrote my name on your answer sheet." Brandon said.

"Huh?"

HUUUUUUUUHHHH???!!!!

"You-"

"*Slurp* *Slurp* Oh!! Hold this for me Harry-- Katty~" Brandon shouted and ran away towards Kate.

The next day in Mr. Patrick's class....

"I would like to ask...why do I have two papers of Brandon Johnson with me?" Mr. Patrick said.

"Sir, one of them...is mine" I said as I got up nervously.

"And may I know why you wrote Brandon's name?" He said.

"Err... sir, I wrote that subconsciously...." I said.

".....are you so much into him when you give your exam?" Mr. Patrick said.

"Yes- oh no no sir" I said.

Everyone started hooting and whistling.

"Guys, it's not what you think, right Brandon?" I said.

"...Harry, I'm sorry I can't reciprocate your feelings." Brandon said "But we can still be friends, right?" Brandon said.

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU, YOU ULTIMATE JERK!!" I shouted.

I wish you guys never have friends like Brandon Johnson.

But if you do...

I feel ya, man!

-To be continued