47 Like a Bane

The class scores must consistently be between 90% and 100%, stated clearly in the official rules located within the official digital rule book. 

At the moment Cehn was still number two with the number one for the entire school, Cher Zesteri, also officially identified as the most handsome boy among the middle-grade students.

Sorry, but with student Wong around, that would simply be a epic fail. Like, really – Cehn can be God level in looks, true, but Wong? Ah, he is in a league all in his own. This first ranked student is elusive since I have yet to see him; he never showed his face below the A level – not even on the field.

Of course, I can try searching for him but that would be needless trouble in itself and the entire student body, which I had no desire to bother with, might scold me.

Going over the materials and cross-referencing them and taking notes, I then sent my completed work to the allocated lecturers.

Finished, I stretched my slightly long limbs, somewhat happy that I no longer looked like a ten-year-old.

The only tragic thing now, is that I looked now like eleven, when really I should look fourteen, and my chest was still flat, like an airport runway, instead of two road bumps. Sad life.. Truly a tragic life.

Even though my hips were beginning to show a few curves, I was still somewhat flat as a pancake.

See where this is going?

My body is being a damn traitor!

Ah, how much I miss my old body, how I wish I could at least get it back …sigh.

Turning my gaze to look to the far left, I sneered. This roommate was like a bane.

It was enough that she would bother me when I ate, but even out here.

"Student Wu Jie..."

I daubed on a smile on my face and afforded this girl a glance filled with servitude, it was the sole means for this girl to quickly state what she truly wanted and buzz off. 

"Hello, student-"

"Student Wu Jie, have you completed your assignment for the weapons class?"

I felt speechless this is a repeat once again, my lips pressed into a straight line before I bit my lower lip so I would not make a mistake and blurt out something that would blow my cover.

"I take it you are finished... That's good. Come and help me with mine. After all, we are in the same class and share the same-"

"What? Is the student Lars a bit too full of herself? Have I not warned you not to ask my Wu Jie to do anything?"

Wincu appeared from her nap, I suppressed the utter contempt in my gaze at her appearance.

Looking like a wonderful example of a budding woman, Wincu looked more mature than normal forty-year-old girls (14). She had small but perky breasts, hips, long legs and a small waist. In normal clothing, with her long hair flowing, she looked extremely alluring. Just by looking at her, one can see that her beauty will be the cause of many broken hearts.

The other girl was pretty as well, but really her attitude was a turnoff, so I barely spared her a glance.

Average height, dark hair and bright eyes, at least it was what I remembered.

"Asientes-"

"We are not friends, we do not associate with each other, so please, student Lars – have some thoughts of where your place stands!"

Ah, Wincu has changed from the shy, pathetic meat shield from before.

Instead, her character is proud, smart and decisive.

Standing quickly, I dashed inside, attempting to look "scared" – though really I have honed my emotions in a way that even if I felt any, it would be easily dismissed. However, imitating it wasn't an easy feat.

"Student Asientes, student Wu Jie.."

Did I yawn, really? This was getting old this stupid roommate needs to take a big step back and stop being annoying.

Help her with making a weapon? – tch, she must be dreaming! There is no way I would sink so low as to do such a thing.

"The marks for weapon creation will be 40 points for creativity, 50 points for vocal explanation including crafting and its process the remaining 10 is just for presentation of your work. It is obvious that even if I help her make it, she will be unable to explain how it was crafted and its process."

I raised my voice so that Wincu could hear.

I have no problem helping, but should I assist like a fool so deeply?

Even if I may come off as weak and cowardly, it didn't mean that I would be a pushover.