“Now, if you excuse us,” my ever brave friend added and tugged me along with her. We walked straight at the center part to join our fellow rookies.
How many times has it been? I mean, how many times has it been that I am being threatened by the club’s vice-president? It’s becoming redundant but I am still not getting that sort of bitchy revenge they are talking about. Is there more into it? My hunches tell me so, but I ain’t have no solid proof yet.
My thoughts was taken aback to reality when I heard palms being clashed into each other for a clap. It happens trice in front. Looking forward, I saw Shamcey’s hands pressed on each other. She was the one who gave out that three times claps so at get our attentions.
“Alright! Eyes on here everyone,” she instructed, which everyone di
