2 Silence Speaks

Those who possess a fighting spirit out in society are revered above all else. A fighting spirit that garners enough respect to nullify a conduct violation.

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"Go, Xaye! Show her why you're our future Attorney." Paije, my seatmate, whispered. I only smiled as a response.

Well, what else can I do?

Do I have another choice, when in fact this was all my plan?

Why do I really want to argue with the professor? To impress her? To show her what I got?

Well, honey. There's no need for it.

All of my professors know my capabilities.

There's nothing new to it, really.

I just have my own reasons.

"Ty?" Mrs. Sandoval searched for my eyes, trying to figure out what I'm thinking of. I'm a debater for all she know so it wouldn't take me a while to answer, yes?

Or am I planning something else?

Who knows?

I stood properly before I spoke.

"Yes, I repudiate fighting. But neither will I stand for a one-sided slaughter of the weak by the so-called strong. Besides, what is left to us if we don't fight for our rights? With all due respect to your perspective, I must say that being given a chance to fight and not using it will make you the same as an unmoving pig in an open cage. That's why those people who don't fight against those unreasonable people oppressing them will end up being livestock their entire lives." Most of my classmates smiled at my answer. But again, I'm still not done.

After all, I wouldn't be Anne Xaye Ty if I don't know how to provoke someone.

I smiled mischievously. This is where the game starts. "So tell me, Mrs. Sandoval, when that time comes when you need to fight and speak up for your life and freedom, would you just stay silent? Would you just sit down even if you know in yourself that you can stand up?" I saw Paije and some of my classmates smirk in my peripheral vision. Seems like they figured out what I want to happen.

"This is going to be. . .a very interesting show, isn't it, Harvey?" Mair asked her seatmate.

Mair Manuel, the tenth rank holder.

"Hope her plan won't backfire, though." Harvey looked at me with the 'are you sure with what you are doing?' look. I just rolled my eyes.

Harvey Dela Cuesta, the fourth rank holder, with Mathematics as his main subject.

'Of course I know what I'm doing. Don't worry, I always win.' I thought as I rolled my eyes at him.

I, then, looked into my professor's eyes who seemed surprised with my question.

That made me want to laugh.

While some of my classmates were watching very closely, waiting for an answer, for a next question, or arguments that would make it seem like we're in a novel series wherein the protagonists would throw heavy lines at each other.

However, I'm just not certain who's the protagonist between us in this situation. Me, or the professor?

But to our surprise, we got no answer.

Scratch that.

It's not surprising, is it?

Especially because this is a part of my plan. If the professor chose to just submit to the law, shut her mouth, and don't fight for what is right, how can she be a role model to us as our professor?

Of course it would also come to her mind that there will just be a little amount of respect for her that would be left in us if she chose to be a coward.

Especially with my explanations? She'll be in great danger if she chose to be a coward.

But if she chose to fight? Then it also means that she needs to disobey the school's principle. And would that be the best choice for a professor like her?

"So, Mrs. Sandoval, would you choose the coward choice and be a livestock your entire life?"

Impatient much, Xaye?

I put one of her fingers at my wrist-watch and started tapping the glassy part. As if saying, 'Tik. Tok. Tik. Tok. The time is ticking. What would it be?', Which made the professor even more nervous.

If I was a professor too and was asked the same question, I would've answered it in just a second. Ugh.

Feeling totally bored, I interrupted the silence of the professor.

I sat down, and crossed my legs. "Okay, that's it, Mrs. Sandoval. I got my answer already." My classmates seemed confused with what I said. So I pulled up the 'I'll explain it, guys' façade.

"W-what?" Asked Mrs. Sandoval, confused as well.

"Well, I am afraid to tell you too, that silence speaks." I smirked. The others slightly smiled because of how I mocked the professor.

What a coincidence, right? The professor's favorite line is what she truly feels.

I, then, looked straight into her eyes as I say,

"And that silence of yours speaks cowardice."