7 The Untold Rumours

(Who could that be?)

When I noticed that someone is staring at me behind that red car, which is three hundred meters away from here, I tried to call that person out. I could not determine what the gender of that person is.

So I chased the person running, but when I reached the red car. I saw nothing, but luckily that person left something behind that might help me in finding that person's whereabouts.

It was a keychain that contains the initials of Seiruno High School, which is the school that I am currently attending. This keychain is a requirement for third years who is also attending the school.

(You just made it easier for me to look for you, stalker)

I head back to the house and locked everything, from windows to doors and also the gate. That person may be a student, but that doesn't mean we are safe from being ambushed.

That person might have friends that are a part of a gang or something. Call me paranoid or something, but it doesn't hurt to be extra careful since our lives might be at stake here.

Then I head back to my room to sleep, and as I head upstairs, I saw Augustine heading downstairs.

"Bro, you still alive? Damn, it hasn't been an hour since I carried you in your room," I chipped in while trying to hold my laughter.

"Damn, bro, I want to puke," he responded while stumbling at the stairs.

"Go to the restroom, then puke there. Dont you dare puke anywhere else," I replied and went upstairs to my room.

"Bro, help me. My stomach is killing me," he begged before I even head upstairs.

"What would you do without me?" I responded while mocking him a little.

He was too drunk that he even can't hold a glass of water and needed someone to help him with it. The only one who can help him is me since we live in the same house.

It took hours before Augustine feel better, and given that we still have classes tomorrow, Augustine and I should sleep because the time is already two 'o clock at midnight. Which only leaves us with only five hours of sleep.

Augustine slept on the sofa in the living room while I decide where to rest, but I decided that I'll stay awake for the rest of the remaining hours. All I did while Augustine was sleeping is watch movies and also worked out for a bit.

After several movies, I didn't notice that it was already morning because I was so focused on what I am watching that it left me mesmerized. Preparing breakfast without any amount of sleep is something you shouldn't do.

I almost burned the whole house while cooking, but obviously, I won't let that happen since this house is the only place where I feel relieved. And I called Augustine and told him to wake and prepare for school.

(That's what happens to someone who forces themselves to drink the amount they can't possibly hold)

"Gosh, my head hurts. What happened to me last night? How did I get home?" Early in the morning, and this is what Augustine chipped in.

"That's all? No Good morning or anything? Is this how you treat your savior?" I responded while trying to hold my laughter.

If you were to see his face, you would probably laugh so hard. Because before I watched movies, I thought of something to make myself to keep from sleeping.

He was sleeping so soundly that I wasn't able to resist the temptation to draw things in his face. And trust me, what I drew on his face is a real piece of art.

(Wait till he sees his face in the bathroom)

"Hurry up and prepare for school. It's already past seven so, hurry up!" I yelled and watched as Augustine ran to the stairs because he realized that there's only an hour before his late for class.

I won't be attending classes today and chill for the rest of the day, but will still work my shift later at the store. When I finished preparing breakfast, I heard Augustine called my name.

And honestly, I laughed so hard because he kept on cursing me while his still upstairs. After he finished preparing and head down again for breakfast, he asked why I'm still not ready.

"I'll be chilling here today," I responded.

"What if I dont attend school and chill here with you? What do you think?" He responded while looking at me with funny eyes.

"I think you forgot something," I answered while smiling mockingly.

"I forgot. I have to take a supplementary exam because I failed last time. Aish, then I'll be leaving," He responded with frustrations.

"Wait, bring these chicken wings and eat on your way there," I added before he leaves the house.

After he left, I cleaned the house for a bit, then slept for almost half the day. It sure is refreshing to have a long-awaited rest that I've always wanted. Then my alarm ringed because of my shift at the store.

Looking at my watch, I still have two hours before my shift since I alarmed my phone earlier than my work at the store. I prepared and went to a nearby mall in the neighborhood to buy some stuff.

When I arrived, it surprised me to see that there are only a countable number of people inside. But I realized that maybe because it's still early. After I bought all the stuff, then my next stop is towards the store.

I still have an hour left before my shift, but I started early. You know, it's something newbies used to impress their boss. I saw it in an article on the internet that if you want your boss to trust you, show some respect and love for your work.

When I arrived in front of the store, my boss was inside waiting at the counter for customers. I saw her face looking all gloomy. Maybe because there's still a single customer buying since morning.

Then I concluded that I need to triple the sales for the day because I hate seeing someone sad because of simple things such as money. When I enter the store, my boss stood up and greeted me.

(I want to know what happened, but I'll mind my problems. And help in whatever I can do)

She tried to be happy and hide her sadness, so I pretended that I didn't notice and greeted her back happily. Because that way, she can smile even though it's only for a while.

And project making her smile was successful. She left the store and will be back before the end of my shift. Before opening the store, I searched for tips to help the store be much noticeable.

And luckily, I saw some useful advice and tried to use it at the store. And hopefully, it works well. After waiting for at least an hour, customers flooded the store, which made me happy but also tired.

(I'm glad that the tip I saw online turned out to be very useful)

But most of the customers are regulars, and some are acquaintances of them. Weirdly, every time they buy a product, they ask me for a picture with them. I need to comply since it's also an extra effort to gain some future customers.

(Small sacrifices might lead to higher opportunities)

The store is doing well, and many customers are still flooding inside, but some students shoplifted. They did not imagine that I won't let them be, and when I inspected. I noticed their uniforms are from the same school as the guys who tried to extort money last night.

At least three of them looked decent, but the remaining four are not. When I told them to hand in the products, they were aggressive and attacked me. Since I thought they were all minors, I let them be. But the wallet of one of them has fallen from their pockets.

I saw their ID, and it says there that these guys are all college students from a university far from the store. I don't want to fight them since they are too many, and also the reputation of the store is at stake.

(If I want to protect the store and also raise its popularity, I need something that would make me viral)

Then the perfect idea came to me faster than anything in my mind, and that idea is to let them beat me up. It was hard, but at least I could earn the respect of everyone. Then the college student bolted the store, and I could retrieve the stolen goods.

However, I saw students from my school watching the fight and started gossiping about me. As if I have done something wrong to them, they even looked at me with disgust.

Their gazes made me feel that they know something that I don't know what it's all about. When I tried to ask one of them, they all ran.

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