5 Chapter5

Pdv Lyna.

Back to school today, I'm really lazy but when you have to go, you have to go. I go home to do my care and I put myself clean and sexy of course. You always have to be presentable and pretty. After all, we are the leaders, which is why we call our class, "the class of leaders." I dress in a uniform and I wear my badge, I look at myself in my mirror and everything is ok for this new school year. Hair yes, very smooth face, ironed coat, clean shoes and there you go, they are all at my feet. Call me "Lynou the Empress of Unbreakable Hearts".

Lyno: HEY, I WILL GO AND LEAVE YOU WITH YOUR IMAGINARY COUILLONNE FRIENDS. He said in a deafening cry.

Me: fuck do you have to scream so loud? I'm only ten meters away from you.

Lyno: Hurry up.

When it comes time to open the door, she opens herself and lets us see our parents loaded with luggage and business. We help them in, we say goodbye to them and we left after receiving kisses from mom of course.

Lyno: Because of you, we're almost late.

Me: then run instead of talking like a lady in depression.

Lyno: your belt.

I haven't even finished putting it on when he changes gears and cranks the car like a race car speed and power competition track.

Me: but how are you doing?

Lyno: You just told me to speed up. What exactly you want ?

Me: come on, come on. Look at the road.

We arrive at school just in time and join the leaders of our school. The principal is about to give his speech and here we are. The start of a new school year. The students with their ironed outfits, hot girls who have given their all to be the most beautiful possible and boys who have taken care of themselves. Their hair and clean shoes, everything is perfect. A mixture of perfume comes to me to where I am. This is the height of the smell. The principal then begins his speech at the beginning of the year and will therefore explain, why the class of leaders and what it is. It's a bit of a stretch, but these are the rules and you have to follow them.

Pdv Jozy

I had just woken up and it is already seven and fifteen minutes. And shit. I have more other solutions, I'm already late. I go in the shower and I do the rituals. I am wearing my well-ironed uniform with the pleats sticking out, a white shoe and socks. So there you have it, Mondays, Tuesdays and Wednesdays we are in uniform and the other days in what we want. I make a ponytail and everything is ready. I go downstairs and have a sandwich and my lunch for the break then the driver comes to pick me up for school. I arrive and head for the secretariat. The secretary is a man in his thirties, a little muscular, physically, he is not bad. He gives me an authorization card and tells me that my room is the third from the right. I then go and arrived in front of said room, I knock and at the invitation of the one I suppose to be the teacher, I enter the classroom.

The teacher: hi my darling. How are you ?

I'm fine, what about you .

The teacher: good too. Introduce yourself to the class.

Me: Me is Josepha kote. I am from newland. Thank you .

The teacher: go and sit next to Mademoiselle Evelyne, he said, pointing to a girl with glasses, in the last row and with glasses.

I will then sit down in my new place, get my stuff out and I take the French course. Well, I'm pretty good at it. After three hours which seemed endless to me, the bells ring afterwards and mark the beginning of the break.

Evelyne: are we going out to eat together? I've been there for the past year but have no friends here she said as she picked up these things.

Me: yes yes that tells me. Evelyne is too long for me, can I call you Eve? I said, pretending to beg.

Eve: yes, there is no problem. Let's go

Me: call me Josy.

We get out of the room and go to the canteen so we can look for something to eat, but I already have my food so we can say that I am just accompanying him. We sit at a table in the corner of the canteen and my new mate orders chicken fries while I take out my homemade food.

Eve: gosh. You've got it all figured out.

Me: yes we can say. Eat from my plate if you feel like it.

We are chatting and getting to know each other. She tells me about her arrival and her integration when I start to notice the commotion. But why are they agitating? What is their problem. They are still weird as a student here, students who fidget after a few minutes of meals, girls who take out their mirrors and arrange their hair and collar. It's almost ridiculous. I decide to ask Eve the question. I give her a questioning look and she sighs like she looks annoyed.

Eve: This is the class of leaders.

Me: class of leaders? What's this ? Because frankly, I have no idea, champion.

Eve: You didn't read the rules, I bet.

Me: why do that. It's the same rules everywhere. Explain to me this class of leaders story,

Eve: There is an exceptional class for every grade level at this high school. So there is the second for leaders, the first and the final for leaders. They are the sons of Township's senior executives. They are not necessarily smart but they pass all exams and homework. They are powerful people. But between them is the greatest of all bandits, he is as much a bandit as he is handsome. His name is Mau, he still hangs out with his best friend Lyna who herself is a twin. Her twin is Lyno.

Me: Is this all the fuss for them?

Eve: yes, the place at the corner resembling a VIP area, it is reserved exceptionally for them. And all other students are asked to clear the way when they arrive.

Me: ok I see. So in order not to have a problem, it is enough to not look for them.

Eve: exactly. Here they are .

They impose it squarely. Are these high school students?

Eve: here is God in front, Evans follows him, Lynda, Nicolas, Marielle, it is better not to be noticed by her, she is a fan of Mau, here is Marguerite who follows, Marianne, Lyno and then Mau and ....

Me: Lyna I say widening my eyes