[Sons of the seas 1] The Song Of His

12. protagonist of some paranormal thriller movie

Mr. Gareth stared at me. I couldn't help but fidget with the hem of my shirt and look down while standing at the door.

"Do you know what time it is?" He asked in an icy voice, really pissed at the disrespect that he had felt.

I didn't answer due to fear that he would yell feeling more disrespected.

"Anyone?" There! He went ahead and yelled it out loud. I slightly turned behind to glance at the rest of the class standing behind me with a similar posture. Everyone had cringed at the unexpected shout but didn't let a word out of their mouths.

I turned back to find N square, sorry Nelly look at his wrist watch and say, "five more minutes for the bell to go off, Mr. Gareth."

And being the best part, he would say that wouldn't he? Because he was the only freaking student in the entire class who was sitting inside the frigging classroom!

I had slowly dragged my aching ankle all the way over here, yet I had been the first one to arrive to face Mr. Gareth's wrath. For that second I had thought that only I was stupid enough to come here, while others skipped the class but I was wrong. Slowly but surely every single one of them was standing behind me, getting their freaking backsides in the same boat as mine.

And Mr. Gareth could make this scenario possible, and I admit that openly. He could make a student regret skipping his class. Like how he could make us run from America to Antarctica for his assignment.

"You all get detention!" He announced making everyone groan but mentally. And then there were some brave guys in the back who groaned loudly.

"And the groaning ones get additional two days of detection," he added making everyone go cemetery like quiet. It was like god himself felt pity on us that the bell went off signalling the end of his torture.

"Meet you all after school, in detention room," with a sarcastic smile, Mr. Gareth snorted before he left the class.

Groaning once again, louder this time, I turned around and dragged my aching ankle towards the locker. One more period and I would be done for the day. If I excluded the detection that is.

I winced at the pain when I reached the locker.

"You should show that to the nurse in infirmary," I looked up to find Kai leaning over the locker as he tapped away on his mobile. Colorful, bright lights illuminated his face making me conclude that it was another one of his mobile games.

"Nah, I'm fine," I sighed in exhaustion.

"You know yourself better. If you want to have that pain last longer, you do as you wish else take my advice and show it to the nurse." Not once did he raise his head to look at me while he spoke in a low volume for no one else to hear, other than me. I contemplated his words.

"And you can use that reason to escape your detention," he added quietly.

He did have a point. I needed to get it treated before walking back home. And to escape a detention, who wouldn't want to? But how did he know about my detention? I wanted to ask him about it but then dropped the idea at the last minute.

"I will get it treated before going to the next class," I confirmed it to him. I don't know why I told him that. Might have been because he cared enough to advise me to get my ankle looked at, I felt that it was my duty to inform about my next plan.

Hearing it, he nodded approvingly before straightening up and immediately he was off and what surprised me more was that during the whole ordeal, he never once looked up from his mobile.

Kai, I tell you. My subconscious mind shook her head at it. I had only dragged myself two steps when I heard a familiar voice call out to me, "Carlene!"

I looked over my shoulder to greet him, "hey Duncan!"

Duncan jogged to stand before me. His vibrant bag straps sparkled in the light indicating that there was a new bag slung over his shoulders. His eyes trained at my feet, "are you alright?"

"Not really," I honestly replied looking down at my aching ankle, "my ankle is troubling me."

"To the infirmary, then. Let's go!" Even before I could object, Duncan pulled my hand around his shoulder and was hauling me towards the infirmary.

"Duncan, relax! I am not that hopeless yet," I exclaimed trying to get out of his hold.

"Just, let me help you," he tightened his hands on my wrist as he continued.

"Else you will not leave me any other option other than carrying you all the way there," he added with a mischievous glint as he passed it to me.

"Please, don't be so grateful to me. I may die out of all the gratefulness I would owe to you," I deadpanned as I rolled my eyes at his words. He just sniggered at my words. It wasn't long before we were standing before the infirmary.

"This place looks deserted," I couldn't help but comment looking at the lack of life in sight. If I excluded Duncan of course.

"You sound like a protagonist of some paranormal thriller movie," Duncan retorted pushing the infirmary door open only to find an empty room.

"I feel like one," I snorted finding the situation very cliche for my taste. I thought it only happened in movies but here I was living it for my own. No wonder why those cliche movies run so much.

The door at the side opened and Nurse Elle came out wiping her hands.

"Oh!" She paused for a second and eyed the door from where she came from, nervously might I add. Recovering immediately, she said, "come in please. What happened?"

We entered the room as she sat down on the chair and gestured towards the other chair before her. Duncan slowly eased me on it as if I had a broken leg rather than a twisted ankle. Discreetly, I glanced towards the half open door from where nurse Elle had come out but found nothing unusual.

"I suppose she twisted her ankle," Duncan's voice grabbed my attention making me agree, "yeah, just twisted my feet badly. And it has been hurting from then."

Nurse Elle gestured me to lift my foot which I obliged for her to examine it. Involuntarily my eyes kept shifting towards the door which remained unchanged.

"It's nothing much, just a twist here," with that nurse Elle twisted my foot the other way making me yelp in pain and surprise. Or rather surprised pain. Both me and Duncan stared at her in shock while she mustered a sweet smile saying, "all done. Now she should be able to run rather than walk."

And true to her words, the pain had nullified to a mare throb. I rotated my foot in circles just to be sure and regretted not coming in here earlier.

"I'll write the permission slip for both of you," she said as she quickly started filling the page before tearing it from the pad and handing it over to us.

"Thank you, Nurse Elle," Duncan and I ended up thanking her in a sync which indeed made us to chuckle at it.

I got up from the chair and threw a one last glance at the door. There was nothing different about it but something near the doorframe sparkled in the sunlight. It looked like a metallic charm from a charm bracelet must had fallen down.

Before I could ponder what to do, Duncan dragged me out of the room. For some reason it felt that there was something wrong inside there but then I might have been watching a lot of paranormal thrillers as Duncan had put it.

I was lost in my own thoughts as Duncan went on talking something in the background that I paid least attention at. I only came back to present when coach Michaels shouted out loudly, scaring everyone in the corridor, "where is that arrogant scoundrel who thinks that he is a gift to the world?"

I couldn't help but look at other students' faces in the hope of understanding what was going on. Duncan's eyes met mine making him shrug when my expression turned quizzical. Even coach Michaels himself kept looking around expecting a reply from anyone at all.

When no one seemed to have read his mind with some telepathy skills, he finally took mercy upon us and saved us from further torture by shouting "Where is that devil's seed, West Zervos?"