A warm day again. The sun is giving its light like everyday because it is the job of sun.
Xun and Taraka entering the class today together somehow.
A coincidence.. maybe..or not..
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Today I and Xun are in school earlier than usual. The classroom quiet because no one is here.
We could've sat on the 1st benches, but as good students we are sitting in the middle. All desks empty.. none has come yet.
I and Xun beside each other. Xun sitting at the side of my desk.
A few minutes passed without anything happening..
The desks are now slowly filling up as students are coming.
Taraka, wanna play a game? Xun said with joy and happy.
What game? I asked serious.
The game of the elites. The game of survival. The game of dominance and the game for the smart people like me.
"Pen fight"
I get it but you are not smart...
I am smarter than you. I have twice as much brain than you. Xun said confidently, fixing his tie.
Xun, 2 times 0 is actually zero too... I said confidently to roast him..
But he just stared at me speechless. My answer was just too perfect... haha.
Anyway, so how are we going to play it? What are the rules? I asked, breaking the short silence.
There isn't any rules; just flick the pen with fingers and the game will continue until one's pen falls off the desk. Xun said, smiling after that deadly stare.
I get it. But our desks are so small. How are we gonna play it? I asked, looking at the desk's size.
I thought you had brain cells. Our benches are flat; let's just connect them. Xun said, grinning.
It was 0... actually... I thought.
Okay, sounds nice. I said, pushing my bench, connecting it, forgetting the thought I had earlier.
Now its time. Xun announced.
We both put ours on the desk on each corner.
I will flick 1st, Taraka. Xun said, getting into position like he is shooting some kind of sniper.
Okay. But I will win. I said, getting my position too.
This pen is 12 cm long. If I flick its corner with 2.123 newton force it will reach Taraka's pen and make it fall. Xun calculated.
Hey, flick fast. I said, annoyed, looking at the bitch.
Here we go! Xun flicked it with his index finger.
The pen spinning, getting closer and closer to mine.
Oh fuck! Will I lose in my first game?..
No.. its impossible. He has no brain.
The pen is coming.
What will happen?
No, no, its hitting. The spin will absolutely hit mine.
No.. it can't be.. Taraka closed his eyes, Xun smirking..
Drop* A drop sound? Did I lose? I opened my eyes, feared.
Oh, wait?
Xun's pen fallen on the ground. I noticed.
Mehhh! I knew it. I shouted, laughing.
You are noob.. you are shit.. Got lost in your own flick.
Haha.. hahahaaa. I laughed harder.
Hey, you motherfucker, stop laughing! Xun said.
Come, let's play one more game. Xun said, raging. I will win this time.
Hahah, noob! Now wanna play again...
Hey? Can I join you guys? One student came and said.
Huh who? Banjiro, you wanna play? I said, looking at the council member Banjiro.
Banjiro, the extrovert kid. We aren't friends but not enemies either, so him playing ain't a bad thing. And we are both council members.
Yes! I want to play, I am bored. Banjiro said.
Well! We certainly don't mind. Xun said with inviting look.
Come, let's play! We put our pens in position on the desk.
I will strike fast. Banjiro said confidently.
Okay. We both agreed.
Banjiro took a heavy breath.
Pen breathing, 2nd form... burst of the sun, Banjiro mumbled, flicking his pen.
The pen spun like crazy. Getting closer to Xun's pen.
Oh shit! He is good.. I mumbled.
And in the 1st try, Xun's pen got struck, flying off the table. And somehow Banjiro's pen is still there.
So its your turn, Taraka. Banjiro said, smiling.
I struck the pen slowly. Like very slowly, closing the distance a bit. So in my next strike I can strike Banjiro off.
Huh, fuck, where is my pen? Xun is still finding under benches.
Ew~ creep.
What are you doing inside my desk? A girl said.
Finding my pen. Xun said confidently.
Get out. Eww, disgusting~
Uhh, sorry!! Forgive me, please--
Now Banjiro is striking.
Pen breathing. 7th form, ultimate death. Banjiro struck his pen hard.
In an instance my pen flew in front of my eyes.
What did just happen? I thought, the pen getting close to my eyes.
And then..
The pen hit me and falling to the ground.
Ouch, my nose.. it hurts. I said, picking it up from the ground.
Wanna play again? Banjiro said, smiling.
My nose got struck... but I wanna play again.
Ye. Yes! I said, putting it again fast and furious.
And slowly that day the crowd of players got bigger and bigger, more people gathering.
Many of my classmates played. Even a guy from Class B came.
Our bond got deepened in the years.. the feeling of warmth..
The first good memory with my class.
I could've solved math, but I liked it. I liked wasting my time on a game.
But I will say I didn't waste it. I met my classmates truly today.
Maybe I have made Banjiro my friend too.
Wait a second..
Xun?
Oh? He is still finding his pen.
Fuck! Where is it? My mom will kill me if I lost it.
Well.. I will blame him for buying a cheap plastic pen.
Oh wait, our pen is same... Whatever, its still his fault.. I mumbled, smiling.
A few minutes passed again as I saw the crowd slowly getting thin. They are getting bored too maybe?
I looked at my clock.. still 40 minutes left till Assembly.. pretty much time.
And I wasted 20 minutes?
Its the best 20 minutes wasted. I smiled with joy.
Taraka do you have an extra pen? Xun shouted suddenly. I couldn't find it and the girls are calling me pervert..
Although,I have one..
Sorry,Xun I don't have any pen. I said in a apologetic voice.
Fuck...