chapter Forty-Eight-Smart Lisa, Fool Inigo

They were all in class when strategic analysis lecturer entered.

 "Good day, class," he greeted. "Good day, Mr. Eddy," they all responded.

 "Our last topic was on external analysis," he said, turning to Lisa and Inigo. "You two were not in class. So, Lisa, you're going to explain everything to the class about what you understand by industrial analysis," Mr. Eddy instructed as Lisa confidently walked to the front of the class.

Inigo followed her every move as she confidently explained the concept to the class. She appeared knowledgeable and poised.

 "This brings us to the end of my explanation," she said as she returned to her seat.

 "That was wonderful. She wasn't in school for a week, but she could explain everything perfectly. I'm so proud of her," Mr. Eddy commented.

 "Show off," Tera muttered under her breath as the bell rang, signaling the end of class.

Inigo was leaving the class at the same time as recca, who was coming out of her own lecture room.

 "So, have you made a decision to leave that fool and follow me?" Recca asked Inigo.

 "I prefer to follow someone like Lisa, who may seem foolish to you, than to go with someone who thinks she's smart," Inigo retorted as Recca slapped him.

 "Does that hurt?" he asked with a smirk as he walked away.

 "Prepare for what is coming your way," Recca muttered to herself as she left.

********************************************************Lisa, who had been searching for Recca, found her crying. "Recca, why are you crying? She asked, turning to see Recca covered in bruises.

 "What happened to you? Who did this to you?" Lisa inquired.

 "Lisa, no one did this to me. I'm fine," Recca insisted.

 "No, Recca. You're hiding something from me. Tell me, and I won't spare that person," Lisa asserted.

 "It was Inigo, Lisa," he beat me up because I refused to help him and because I exposed his secrets to you. He threatened to make my life miserable," Recca confessed tearfully.

 "I'm going to teach him a lesson," Lisa declared.

 "No, Lisa. Please don't. I don't want any trouble. I'm scared," Recca pleaded.

 "You don' t need to be scared. I'll handle it," Lisa reassured her before leaving.

 "Jackpot," Recca said, wiping her tears. "What do you think, Inigo? Get ready. I'm playing the music, and you're all going to dance to it. Especially you, Lisa. Such an idiot.