Persistency

The bell rang, alerting the children of the break time. Their screams and shouts ranted in the air as they made their way to the dining hall. Diva and Hailey were seen walking side by side to the hall. On her held a smile that showed her discomforted state. For a conversation that started in the classroom with Emma's name being the dominant factor, she was tired.

' Can we change the topic, please? '. She asked politely.

Hailey who was about to say another word halted and looked at Diva. Her face though bright was a bit dull. Feeling guilty for her loquaciousness and selfishness, she pleaded with Diva. ' Am so sorry, it's just that each time I see him, I feel like.... '.

' I know '. Diva interrupted, having heard Hailey's thoughts. ' I used to feel that way too, but sometimes you have to act as though they are non-existent '.

Hailey widened her eyes at her words ' You do that? '. She asked, getting surprised at the passing minutes.

' I do, especially to those that are deadpan on getting me angry and all sad. You have to avoid all the negative emotions. You know to stay healthy '

' Wow... I can't believe this. My mother once told me that, but hearing it from your lips, it kind of simplifies it '. And to her words, Diva hummed and didn't contribute any more to maintain the silence, but her persistency became even more as the next minute, Hailey was talking again about Emma

' Speaking of the Devil '. Diva shut her eyes and her lips, restraining herself from speaking. ' I am serious, he is right in front of you. To your far left '. And to her persuasion, Diva succumbed and looked in the direction Hailey had said.

Emma and his friends were situated at the same place she had seen them the day before, but this time with cigarettes in their hands. Emma, she saw with one in-between his fingers and lips tinted with red lipstick. ' Is smoking allowed too? '. She asked as he dragged in a quantity of the smoke and puffed it into the air.

Hailey looked at her, confused as to which other thing she was referring to. ' Too? '. She asked.

' Yes. I have seen them three times with rolled-up sleeves and turned-up collars '. She said gaining a hiss from Hailey.

' They are not allowed, the rolled-up sleeves and smoking. These are just one set of human beings that prefer to do things in their own way, not minding if it is in the negative. They act like this because they have never been caught by the authorities or reported by the students '.

' Why have they not been reported? '.

' Well, because of the fear of not being beaten by them '.

Diva hummed in understanding as they entered the dining hall and to the counter and when she did pass, his eyes like a hawk trailed with her, measuring her every step.

' Man, why does that girl hates you so much? '. Asked Roger as the girls left the hallway. Their sharp hearing sense made them hear what the girls were talking about and when they smoked and discussed, pretending to be engrossed in a conversation they paid attention to the girls, especially to the new girl with great beauty.

' Yo. That girl likes you '. Marvin commented.

' No, she doesn't. She's just expressing their grievances '. Eclairs commented as took out another stick from the box.

Emma just kept looking, his eyes still following her till she sat on her seat.

' And her words carry more sense. She seemed to be very intelligent and quiet. Emma, get ready, cause man, you got yourself a new competition. You know that saying: Show me your friend and I will tell you who you are '.

' She is not a competition. She knows better than to talk about me. She wouldn't want to be the next '. He said and chuckled.

His friends looked at each other with confusion and in the silence, they watched him chuckling till he started laughing.

' Trying to understand Emma is preparing to be confused '. Roger concluded.

' Yeah, now you understand. It is all meaningless, 'cause this guy has gone nuts '. Marvin spoke.

Roger chuckled as he spoke to his friend. ' No, don't say so. Onyx won't like to hear it '. The duo laughed. But to Eclairs, he kept his thoughts to himself.