Chapter 148 A New Year: Poor Sam (1/2)
It was the first day of school in the year. Everyone that was heading to Sakura Academy couldn't wait to get there. In fact, most of the new students had been so excited that they couldn't really sleep the previous night and was ready to go way ahead of time.
After all, Kyle was the Student President and he would be greeting the new students at the gate. AT THE GATE!!
So everyone basically dressed up as much as one can dress up while wearing a school uniform and following school regulation hairstyles. Did that stop them from trying? Heck no. Light make up was done, but so slight that it would go unnoticed (or so they thought). Scented powder. Coy looks practiced in front of the mirro. The duck face, too.
You know, the usual.
”Urgh, I'm so hot,” Kyle complained as he stood at the gate.
Kay looked at him, ”It's 7am. The sun isn't up high yet. What nonsense are you spouting so early in the morning?”
Kyle grinned at her, wriggling his eyebrows, pointed at himself and said, ”My dear sister. Hear me properly. I. Am. SO. HOT.”
”Shameless,” Kay muttered, hitting him on the shoulder.
”The real question is, though,” Kyle started as he smiled and waved some students in, ”Why are there so many students coming in so early? Didn't they get the memo that we're starting at 8am?”
”You mean the same memo that said you'd be here greeting them when they come in?” Kay asked back.
”Oh.”
”Yes, brother. Oh,” Kay replied, ”I think the whole Kazuya episode has fried your brains.”
”Perhaps,” Kyle acknowledged, ”I've never been on edge and made so many plans in such little time. So I guess taking a break by coming to school is good.”
Kay laughed, ”Only you would say coming to school is taking a break!”
”But it's true!” Kyle protested, ”I work harder during school holidays than I do in school!”
Kay nodded, ”You do have a point.”
Kyle suddenly stopped one girl, flashing her his Million-Dollar Watt Smile as he said, ”I'm so sorry, Belinda. But make-up, no matter how light, isn't allowed in school.”
Then, he gently wiped her eyebrows and said, ”Foundation is fine, but don't go drawing eyebrows, okay? You're beautiful without it, anyway.”
Belinda just stood there, nodding, eyes wide open, ”O-okay, I'll wipe it off now. I'm so sorry Student Council President Kyle.”
”Gosh, that's a mouthful. Just Senior Kyle is fine,” Kyle said, giving her another smile.
”Okay Senior Kyle, I won't do this again, Senior Kyle,” Belinda said in a gush, the tips of her ears all red. She then practically ran to the bathroom, her heart beating in her chest while internally screaming, 'omigosh omigosh omigosh! Kyle talked to me! He touched me! I'm never going to wash my eyebrows again. Wait. I have to! NOOOOOOOOOOO'
”That was lethal, dear brother,” Kay tsked at him.
Kyle gave her a slow smile, and proceeded to do it again to another girl.
[They're going to start coming to school with make-up again just to have you do that, you know] Kay admonished him.
[I know there would be some who would do that, but I won't be here tomorrow now, would I? Anyway, if I catch them again, I'd just give them really sad look at them while saying in disappointment, 'I thought you meant it when you said you wouldn't do it'.]
[You mean, you'd guilt trip them? That's mean, brother.]
[No. Mean is when I make them cry. This gets the job done and the message across much faster, don't you think?]
[I see your manipulative streak is coming out again]
[As long as it gets the job done, dear sister. Anything is fair game]
Just then, this rather energetic girl came rushing at them and grabbed Kay by the hands, ”You're Kayla Smith, right? Right?? And you must be Kyle Smith!! Of course, you are. You're SO much more handsome in real life. I thought the Insta pics were touched up but it looks like it had been filtered down! Gosh. Don't you get mobbed or something?”
Kyle turned to look at Kay, who was busy trying to hold in her laughter.
”She's like the female version of Xing Han, isn't she? I mean, the old Xing Han,” Kyle said then turned to her, smiling as he said, ”Calm down, Betty.”
”OH GOSH! You know my name!!”
”Er, yes. Your name tag says so,” Kyle said with a grin.
She looked down and saw her name tag right and went, ”Ooooh, I forgot. Hee hee.”
”Beatrice is inside the Hall if you're looking for her. If you don't see her there, then she's backstage,” Kyle told her.
”How did you know I was looking for her?! Are you a mind reader?! You are, aren't you?!” Betty gasped, staring at Kyle.
By this time, they attracted a whole lot of attention because of the ruckus that was being made. That, and the fact that Betty was monoplizing Kyle's attention and he wasn't smiling or greeting the newcomers in.
Kyle put his hand on her shoulder and gently pushed her forward, saying, ”Beatrice told us about you and to keep an eye out for you. So, go. She's probably waiting for you. Couldn't stop talking about you either.”