Ch.4

Morocco runs through the school door, only stopping when he bumps into his best friend--Caroline.

'Did you know butterflies wings can use their feet to taste?'

'Uh? What does that mean?'

'Like that's soooooo cute...'

Morocco looks at Caroline like she just told him he was bald(he was not. His beautiful black curls were neatly combed and then messed up by the running).

'Ew.'

Caroline snorts in a very unladylike manner, which is the norm for her but forbidden in her household.

Caroline has lush golden hair and is deemed the angel of 2nd grade secondary school. She comes from the Austin family which is so rich that they have a rolls royce in the countryside.

Another thing about her is that her obsession with butterflies has caused her to non-stop spout facts about them 24/7.

Anyways, the two troublemakers were gossiping as usual as they walked towards their classroom.

There is only one classroom for every grade as the house-classroom is not big enough.

'Austin!'

A boy in brown clothes with jade eyes and red hair runs towards them.

'Austin, I love you!'

It was Jason. The kid who has professed his 'undying love' for Caroline since they were in kindergarten.

Morocco shakes with silent laughter while Caroline rolls her eyes to the heavens and pray for patience for this idiot's sake.

Morocco wipes away an imaginary tear of laughter while Caroline and Jason yell and scream about love and hate, which they do every day.

After a bit of tugging and eye rolling, they finally manage to get away from the wailing Jason, who had been screaming about suicide and life without love, to their classroom.

Of course, a sniffling Jason will enter a few minutes later but that's for the future them to worry about.

The main thing to worry about right now is the fact that their class teacher, also their PE teacher, who is normally as healthy as a horse, is having a nosebleed.

'Miss are you alright?'

'Do you need more tissues?'

'Don't break your nose pressing on it!'

Jason, who said the last statement gets a bonk on the head by one of the older girls, who is glaring at him. Jason shivers and meekly shrinks into his chair.

'Miss? Miss??'

Everyone's eyes turn to Miss Chan's figure who is suddenly very quiet. With nose still bleeding, she is not moving and her eyes are turned up, the students can actually see the whites of her eyes.

'Miss Chan???'

'Miss Chan!'

'What's that motor noise? Is someone riding a car outside?'

In the chaos, Morocco realizes that Miss Chan is faint growling sounds and her muscles are starting to twitch.

Suddenly, screams and shouts of surprise vibrated all around the classroom as quite a few students slowly found themselves also sporting a nosebleed.

Around the classroom, there were 16 people out of thirty who had nosebleeds. The fear the others felt for their classmates was causing some of the kids to hyperventilate

'Ohmmp, mha noes ith bleeding!'

(Ohh, my nose is bleeding! ')

' Gahh! Jason, what are you doing?! '

' Owch, that hurts don't bite me! Renee!! '

'F- Flora, what are y-you doiING- ARGH! DON'T BITE ME!'

This time, the screams that flew around the classroom were not of surprise, but of panic and fear.

Morocco and Caroline are sitting at the desks near the window, so when Jason threw himself at them, Growling and screaming, instead of standing around and waiting for the explanation that would never come, that did a interesting, stupid, instinctual thing, which had three problems:

One They threw themselves out of the window (this is not normal for a person )

Two, it was the window of the second floor.

Three, the first grader's science experiment, 'butterfly cocoons' were right below them.And they were about to ruin the three months of hard work the first grader's had put into it.