He can't see the hidden camera, right?

"Did you say 'girls contest'?" Naomi asked and Travis nodded.

"Yeah. Every boy's school, at least the majority of them, if not all, usually have these girl's contests." Travis explained.

"And what do you guys do in this girl's contest?" Travis scratched the back of his head.

"Well, it's basically just dressing up as girls and having a competition. The prettiest boy in a girls outfit wins." He explained and Naomi almost burst out laughing. She covered her mouth to hold it in but her watery eyelids gave her out. "Don't hold on to the laughter, you'll turn blue." He said and she finally let out the laughter.

She laughed so hard that she ended up grabbing everyone's attention.

"To think such a thing exists. That's crazy." She said, "But it does sound fun. When is it held?"

"I'm guessing next Friday night." He answered, getting ready to put his ear pods on. "We have three judges. Miss Florence, Mr King and Mr Philip."

"Why'd they put those two as judges?"

"Because they're gay." He answered and put his ear pods back on, nodding his head to the music.

Naomi kept thinking of this as she walked towards her seat. She dropped her bag on her desk and sat down.

'Is it possible for me to be a judge simply because I'm female?' She wondered and suddenly got up. "Let me see those contests." She made her way to the front of the class to have a look.

Only a few boys in their class signed up for the contest. She pouted her lips and thought,

'Travis didn't sign up.' She looked back at him and placed her hand on her chin examining him closely. 'I wonder what he would look like wearing girls' clothes?' Random images popped up in her head but she immediately dispersed it.

The images made her feel like a pervert but she couldn't deny that they looked tempting. Sheepishly smiling, she walked back to her seat.

At the end of the day, it rained again but this time, Naomi was prepared with her umbrella intact. Travis also had an umbrella so while they headed for the dormitory, they walked alongside and chatted away, ignoring the sound of the heavy rain and disregarding the puddle of mud water in front of them.

Travis watched as Naomi made a few splashes with the mud water. She didn't care if she'd get it all over her shoes and legs.

"I'm going to take a bath anyway." She claimed and kept playing.

Travis couldn't take his eyes off her. She was truly extraordinary.

By the time Naomi was done taking a bath, it was dinner time. But before she went to the cafeteria, she decided to check the surveillance cameras she set up outside the dormitory and along the path ways.

There, she caught sight of Pete, who happened to be walking towards the direction she saw him go to the previous day.

"He's headed for the school border. What is he going to do there?" She clicked a few and accessed the cameras she put up that afternoon with no one knowing.

She watched carefully. He was indeed headed for the fence. And as if he knew someone was watching, he looked back and stared straight into the hidden camera, causing Naomi to flinch.

His cold gaze sent shivers down her spine. It was very different from the thoughtful look he gave her each time.

"He can't see the hidden camera, right?" She felt nervous but he turned his gaze towards the wall and made to climb the wall.

As if he had spring in his shoes, he jumped high and his hands caught the top of the fence. And with one swift move, he threw his body towards the other side. She guessed he landed flawlessly because it seems he was adept at doing that on a daily basis.

"Wow, he sure looks fit." She said to herself but shook her head. That wasn't the point. "He left the school. Does he do this every night? Just what is he going to do outside so late? It's suspicious."

"Hey, Naomi." Travis knocked on her door, startling her from her thoughts. "You ready yet?"

"Coming." She screamed back and hid her laptops. She opened her door. "Why did you suddenly knock? You scared the shit out of me."

"I'm sorry?" He wasn't sure about it. "Was I not supposed to knock?"

"Eh," she scratched the back of her head. "Nevermind. What do you want?"

"Miss Florence asked me to give this to you." He said, bringing out a wrapped package. "What's in it?" He wanted to open it without permission and her eyes widened. She immediately snatched it from him.

"Don't open it." She said and hid it behind herself. "Let me tell you something about girls, Travis." Her gaze suddenly turned cold. "Do not... And I mean, NEVER, open their belongings without permission. It will be the death of you, I tell ya."

She smiled with her eyes closed. It was a danger warning and seeing this dangerous smile, Travis took a step back. He has heard girls became vicious beasts when it came to their stuff but this was the first time he was seeing it for himself.

"I... I got it." He responded and she sighed. She walked into her room, placed the package on her desk and headed back for the door.

"Alright, let's go have dinner." She said and pushed him out, closed her door and locked it.

He looked back at her and she smiled broadly, erasing all traces of viciousness.

"Alright." He nodded.