Chapter 3: [The Cliche Beginning] (2/2)
He caressed his swollen jaw and blinked his eyes.
It was not late as he learned he was missing something. The letter!!. He frantically scanned the floor around him while adjusting and braving his specs to stay still. But to his anguish, it was nowhere to be found.
”Well Well, What's this?”
Marcus's eyes broadened, his torso shuddered as his eyes met Gabriel clenching the letter open in his hands.
”Sir Gabriel I am very very sorry, Please return that to me, it is not worthy of your recognition!!. I implore of you sir”
Marcus stooped and implored as deeply as he could.
”Dear Alisha”
Marcus's along with the entire class went dormant as Gabriel commenced reading the letter, that too at the peak of his voice.
Alisha scurried her way to Gabriel and read it along with him. A minute later she was staring in repugnant at Marcus.
Heart broke, Marcus stood up and kept his head low. Dave rushed towards him and helped him up.
”What a waste!! Do you dare propose to my Lady?? She is destined to be mine and mine only.”
(Tch... Stupid hobo)
Gabriel seized Alisha's hand and bussed it.
Alisha's cheeks reddened as if she accepted his terms. She then scorned back at Marcus in contempt.
”Garbage”
All those good impressions that Marcus had composed inside his heart about the girl he liked were breaking apart. She was a Devil!.
”Let's Go, Marcus, Let's Get out of here”
Dave dived from his seat and pulled his friend's shoulders and helped him outside the classroom. Dave forbade his ears from the laughter and mutters of his inadequate classmate's behind.
They entered the boy's restroom and Dave pushed the door open, helping a dumbfound Marcus inside. He ambled him to the wash.
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After a minute-long thought of what had hit him, Marcus sprayed water on his face.
”Uggh, She sucks!! Doesn't she? Just like that thot who thought the MC was a retard. KEK!”
Dave chuckled as he cited the comics they read yesterday in a futile struggle to alter topics.
”Yeah”
”You should be delighted that she didn't accept you. A girl like her? Makes Me Laugh”
Dave resumed.
”Yeah”
”What's with you now?”
Dave inquired, annoyance lingering in his words. He didn't prefer the rigid manner Marcus was speaking.
”Nothing”
Dave pushed Marcus back.
”You forget what happened RIGHT NOW!! and be the Marcus I know. Why did you like someone like her??! Just because she was gorgeous?? Just because she was a noble? Huh?!! Huh??!”
”ANSWER ME MARCUS! If only glamour amounted to something in Love, then MEN COULD'VE FUCKED TREES GODDAMIT!!”
There was no reply, but a bellow which echoed from Marcus, from somewhere deep inside him.
”Ah *SIGH* Let it go, man”
Dave said as he plopped his hand on his friend's shoulder.
”Hmf *sniff*”
Marcus fell apart as tears gushed out from his apertures even though he kept on spraying water over his face.
”I am gonna make them pay, make them pay for what they put me through.”
Marcus cried, and losing his control, punched the mirror in front of him.
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An awkward minute passed.
”Mpfhhh”
Marcus winced, clenching his hand. In a matter of a second, a scream had permeated the lifeless setting in the restroom.
”That hurts a lot, AARGH FU*K”
”Pffft”
The laugh he held back scurried out of his nostrils as Dave snickered.
Marcus who gawked at his pathetic friend beside him smiled at last.
”This looks cool in comics though”
Marcus chuckled, wiping his tear.
”HEHEHE, I KNOW RIGHT!”
”Even the mirror's laughing at you”
”SHUT UP Dave!!”
”PFfft”
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After relieving themselves, Marcus and Dave exited the restroom with a resolve.
They buffed up their chest and sauntered towards the classroom. The door creaked open as Marcus pushed them with trembling hands.
Everyone gaped at Marcus.
Marcus, he who felt their eyes on him as he walked began withering his chest he had battled to saunter.
His heart was heavy, the pressure, made him want to recede and crumble. But a reassuring hand reached him from behind.
The optimistic glance of Dave nudged him forward, dismissing everyone from his thoughts. They had touched their chairs at the very end of the class.
Gabriel who sat at the very first line, sneered at them, holding Alisha's hand who was sitting beside him.
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The muttering class went silent at once as the teacher arrived. A woman in her early 30's leaned against the homeroom table. She had curly black hair and wore a wizard's hat on her head. Her skin was light and fair which stood out more against her black mage's cloak jacket.
Miss Sylvie was their homeroom teacher and she was a summoning mage by occupation. She had her bond perched upon her shoulder.
Her bond, Thunder Hawk was a Demon Monarch ranked beast. It stood elegantly on her shoulder while surveying the classroom.
”So students! Listen up”
Miss Sylvie paused for a second to confirm that everyone was paying attention and proceeded.
”Today is going to be the most momentous day of your life!!. Today is the day when you are going to be reborn as a Revoker!!”.
The classroom was crammed with the exclaims and shrills of the students. Some wailed in excitement whereas some had anxious breakdowns.
Miss Sylvie grinned at her students who were showing great interest in this topic.
”That's it, I wish you all the best. Students starting from the first bench, stand up and walk slowly towards the Awakening podium.”
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After some excited and enthusiastic skirmish which lasted 5 minutes, everyone was present at the Awakening Podium.
'This is it'
Marcus sat beside Dave on the allotted seats. He nervously clung to his jeans.
”Wish you, luck bro”
Dave's voice was wavering. Marcus was convinced that the guy beside him was appalled as well.
”Same Bro”
Both of them wished luck to each other. Dave and Marcus, both aspired of becoming the greatest Revokers the world had ever seen.
And their dreams were just about to happen.
The wind picked up pace as the podium abruptly began shaking.
The Grand Mages materialized out of thin air, each of them beholding their elegance and on their entry, rendered the podium to glint a blinding light.
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AUTHOR NOTE
EDITED CHAPTER!!.
DAVE = THOT SLAYER (Spam in the comments) (he'll soon be one ;)
CLICHE!!! I KNOW RIGHT. But I assure you, no cliches in the future chapters. DON'T LISTEN TO ME. READ ON.
BTW I AM STILL EDITING SO IF YOU STILL FIND SOME CLICHES OR MISTAKES, DON'T WORRY IT'LL BE SOON RECTIFIED. OR READ THE COMMENTS TO GET A CLEAR VIEW BECAUSE MANY OF THE READERS DOUBTS HAD BEEN CLEARED AND MAYBE YOURS MIGHT BE ONE OF THEM?.
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