A long, awkward silence echoes through the room as soon as they sit. Georgina sits on the chair on the left side while the other two are on the right side in front of her. Giovanni is as comfortable as ever while the nerd girl fidget and didn't know where to look.
"Should I elaborate on the rules and regulation of this school again next morning's assembly? It looks like there are many students who forget about it in a short while." She breaks the silence.
"M-Ms. President, t-this... I-I'm sorry. Please don't report it to the guidance office..." the nerd girl said, trying to explain the situation and almost crying, but Georgina frown.
"You should think before you act. Doing such obscene action inside the ladies' comfort room? Didn't you have a sense of refinement or some reputation you want to protect? How shameless are you?" She said in an annoyed tone.
"I-I'm sorry. Forgive me..." she burst out crying.
"How about you Mr. Javier? You should be the one who takes responsibility for this, too. How can you enter a girl's comfort room without shame? Do you even regret what you did?"
She turn her look to him but no words came out on his mouth rather cross both arms.
"Argh! You... What the hell is wrong with you? How many times did you break the rules of St. Luke High? Don't tell me you don't know? After getting involve with the fight during lunch break, you skip classes and now you trespass inside the ladies comfort room and do those obscene things? Do you plan to break all rules here and give us a headache?" She snap but he didn't talk again. "I'm talking to you Mr. Javier..."
"It's my fault, okay? Give me all the punishment you think, then we're quits. I have a date so, can I go?"
Georgina clenches both fists and looks down to suppress her anger. She can hear the sob of this nerd woman and the protest of Giovanni. One more push, her brain will be sure to breakdown first before they can. All she wants to do is rest for the meantime and calm herself, but this thing happened.
"Fine. Write a reflection paper, two pieces of paper back to back. Reflect on what you did and go to school tomorrow earlier than the assigned time. Since you love playing inside the comfort room, use it well." She surrenders.
"What do you mean?" Giovanni asked.
"Clean all the comfort rooms inside the St. Luke High School for an entire week. If you try to hide or skip from this punishment, then you left me no choice. I'll report it to the guidance councilor and let them give you a one month suspension."
After saying all those words, she stands up. Both of them are shock to those words she utter but ignores them.
"You may go home. Don't forget what I said."
The next morning, the sunlight from outside the window already hits Georgina's face. She doesn't want to stand up or attend to school. This is the first time she felt exhausted for a long time, didn't even get a blink of sleep, not until this 5:00 o'clock in the morning. Now, someone is pulling her comforter while playing a siren sound with the loudest volume beside her ear. She tries to pull the comforter towards her but someone shrug her arms to wake-up.
"Argh! Let me sleep." She protested and turn her back.
"Wake up. It's getting late, you need to go to school for pete sake." She heard Warren's voice behind.
"I don't want to go, my head aches so much..." She reason out, cover herself with the comforter.
"Georgina Alvarez, are you not going to wake-up? Should I drag you inside the bathroom or I'll drag the pale with water on it here?" She jolt when a shout from a familiar voice came out of nowhere.
Her instinct move on its own and sits down, staring intensely in the front door where a tall, slim body figure and medium-length hair with fair skin stand-leans on the side with cross arms. It's her cousin, Margarette Martinez, an 18 years old and a high school student. She lives with her Auntie in the California so they do not expect her presence to come. But to see her here is not a good thing for Georgina.
"I can't believe this Gina, if I know Big Sis Marga is the only one who can wake you up. I let her in earlier." Warren said in disbelief.
"What are you doing here, Marga?" She asked with full of suspicion.
"Is this your way of greeting? You never change. Anyway, get up and fix yourself. We're getting late." She gives her a question mark look, but Marga heaves a sigh. "I'm going to study at St. Luke High School, too."
Her face turn serious but didn't let go of the suspicious stare. There's no way she'll stay here without a reason. Both Marga and the witch are a partner in crimes.
"Marga, don't tell me that the witch is here?" She asked, but Marga look away.
"Get up, we'll be late. Let's go downstairs Warren." Marga drags Warren outside her room.
A long silence lingers inside the room before the reality hits her. 'Did the witch received news that I met Giovanni Javier again?' Those kinds of question keep going inside her mind. She has a guts that something bad will going to happen so, she stands up and fixes herself as soon as possible. The witch is the real bad news rather than Marga. There's no way she'll not turn the table again. She can't find any reason for her to become obsessed with Giovanni, but one thing is for sure, the witch doesn't want her to be happy.
After almost half an hour of preparing and eating breakfast, they went to St. Luke High School, still not talking to each other. Only Marga and Warren are the one who catch up on each other. They reach the school after a 20-minute ride. Marga goes outside the car first and looks around the area as if checking all the details of the school building.
"It's pretty wide, not bad." She mumbles.
She ignore her opinion and went inside. Her eyes keep roaming around the area, especially in the parking lot. There are some students greet her but only smile back at them.
"Hey, Gina, wait for me," Marga almost run to catch up with her.
"What the hell? You have a foot, a talkative mouth, two eyes, two hands, two ears and most of all, you have a brain. Can't you use it well? Don't stick with me like a glue. There's nothing for you to report," she said with irritation. "Van and I are nothing but a mere stranger,"
"W-what? I-It's not like what you think. You're a Student Council President. It's your responsibility to take care of the transferee..." Georgina smirk, shrug her head in disbelief.
"Fine, give me your schedule." A smile came out on Marga's lips before she give a piece of paper.
The moment she saw the schedule listed on the paper, she almost crumpled it. Both hand trembles as she gives it back to Marga with annoyed look. Same schedule and section, 'Isn't it obvious?' She thought, massage her temple in anger. Like what is supposed to, the witch brought this woman here to watch over her, since Giovanni Javier is around. Neither both of them change, sticking their nose on her own business. She knows better than anyone the witch plans to make her follow whatever she wants again through blackmail. Everything happened before will repeat if no one tries to stop this little roundabout play. Once is enough, repeat the same is too much.
"Did the two of you plan this? Do you want to watch and report everything to that witch until your last breathe?" She mumbles with restraint in her voice.
"I-It's not like what you think Gina,"
"Don't deny the obvious. You never failed to follow her order so, you're expecting me to believe such a lie? I feel suffocated just the thought of Giovanni's presence so, don't tighten the grip more for me to die..." She hiss. "Tell the witch, don't meddle with my life again. I follow whatever she wants so, let me be... I'm old enough to manage myself."
After saying those words, she walks ahead, not minding if she bumps into someone. On the other side, Marga just follows her through gaze-crumple the paper while bite her lower lip. It's not like she wants to do anything to ruin her life. She's just following an order. She tousles her hair and looks around. New surroundings and people. She even didn't know where the location of her room was.
"Where should I go now?" She mumbles.
"Do you have a problem, Miss? Are you a new student?" Marga jolted out when someone touch her shoulder from behind. There she saw Joshua, the Vice-President of Student Council who pass by.
"W-who are you?"
"I'm Joshua Rodriguez, Student Council Vice President. You look like in trouble so, if you need help then ask me anything."
"I'm a transfer student, Margarette Martinez. This is my schedule. Help me find my room, at least." She gives the crumpled paper to him before her gaze turn away.
"We have the same class then. Follow me."