Chapter4

Pdv Jellilah.

Already a month since we did our duty and already two months since we are in a new class and everything is fine despite our sometimes arguments.

This morning in particular I was in a bad mood and I didn't really want to talk to anyone but parents don't really care about your mood, when you're asked, you have to show up and that's all. So after getting dressed, I go down to the living room and introduce myself to my parents.

Me: Dad, you asked me no?

Mom: we have something to tell you.

Dad: We're going to move.

Me: and where are we going?

Dad: my work sends me on a mission to Morocco so we're going to settle there.

Me: ok, I say before leaving to go to school.

I don't talk to my parents because I understand that they don't really have a choice but also because I have nothing to say when they make these kinds of decisions. Do I want to leave? No desire but I hope to finish this year before we leave.

I come to school and I come to meet in the gathering and I heard that it's the results of our duty so we were all attentive. The principal looks surprised when he opens the card. The reason for his astonishment? We will soon find out. The first twenty-five came from our class and Aaron was the first, luck? I don't know but all I know is that we worked too much, really too much and we had a lot of fun too. Who said that efforts were not paying off? And well, this person is really wrong. Our effort paid off and really cash.

After the announcement of the results, the teachers invite us to go to class. When we arrive, we see our teacher really happy and smiling. Our full professor of course.

Me: you are rather happy this morning, I say by going to my place.

Irene: it's rather rare, what makes you so happy sir?

Teacher: I am proud of you children. I offer you all day.

After these words, he leaves the class very happy. I didn't even know that our success could so enchant someone who is not from our family. In my opinion, just and good people exist in this world. But after all, he's our teacher.

We spent the day having fun and repeating the scene in a loop, no one in the class resolved to admit that it is reality that is happening except Aaron who does not seem to have doubted a single second, as if it were self-evident so I decide to ask him the question.

Me: why are you so calm, I say, heading towards him and laying my hand around his blow.

Aaron: we worked hard and had a little fun to decompress when we had the pressure so I don't know why our result puts you in this state. We are a welded class. It can only go well, he says, looking me in the eyes. He was so beautiful, cute and full of confidence.

Rodrigue: ho, ho, it's enough sweet eyes he says while everyone was looking at us without saying a word.

Irene: are you jealous?

Rodrigue: I've seen elsewhere

We had fun without even imagining for a second what was going to happen to us. We were playing a truth action. We clear our benches and we all find ourselves in the middle of the room. It's Rodrigue who takes a bottle of water and turns it on herself, which unfortunately falls on me.

Rodrigue: Action or truth?

Me: truth.

Rodrigue: what do you think of Aaron?

Me: he's an interesting guy.

It's my turn to take this bottle and turn it. So immediately and in turn, a comrade in Pascal's name takes cards out of his pocket and we change games. It was the good mood and joy in our class. For our teachers, we had deserved this time in various ways. It's still ironic, the students we thought would decrease the percentage of school happens to be the smartest and moments in high school. The principal arrives in our room and has a very angry face given the scene she has just fallen into, her students playing card games.

Principal: is it by doing it this way that you are the first?

Me: What can it do to you?

Principal: I didn't come here for that, student Aaron will return to the normal class and immediately.

At these words, the whole class was up and no word comes out of the mouth of one of us. Will Aaron leave our class? It's very unfair and why should he leave? It would mean that he would be more friends with us and for me perhaps, we would still begin to be like his strangers than we have been all our lives. Seriously why he is asked this and why now. Everyone is hanging from the lips of our dear Aaron. And if his only goal was to return to this class. Against all expectations, he gets up and does his business, at that moment my heart tightens, I wanted to beg him not to do that and to pass at the right time we pass and that maybe it was our class that made him better. But on the other hand, it was perhaps better especially that I'm going soon.

Aaron: I won't go, sir. I'm right here, he says, re-laying his bag on the astonished gaze of all the twenty-four students remaining watching the scene.

Principal: Would you try to disobey me? She said angry.

Me: he said he wasn't moving so leave him alone, I say without thinking. But what I didn't expect is that all the comrades get up with their bags and especially with a very threatening air so our principal comes out of the class a little shameful.