Strategy 1 - Plan

Resting my head on top of the cold hard table restlessly, like a setting sun which was about to retire from it radiant horizons.

I couldn’t hear anything, except for the buzzing commotions among the classmates which made me even sleepier. This is just another typical lesson after lunch where everyone could either be so energetic or be so restless like me.

Peeking though the corner of my eye, I could find that the notorious cliché behind was chatting amongst themselves while some of the members were yawning away in the afternoon heat.

I could feel that they were staring at my back for all the while, especially since their member, Kobe, had not been coming to school for days. I wasn’t surprised when everyone suspects that I am responsible for Kobe’s disappearance since both of us went missing at the same time.

In fact Sheryl and I got down with a persistent flu after spending the night on top of the hospital in our wet uniforms. Coming to think of it, I’m actually surprised that I managed to survive from the coldness where strong gush of icy wind hitting us ruthlessly at that night.

Luckily we were found by the hospital staff at the next morning. But instead of being scolded, we were sent to the emergency ward as both of us almost suffered from hypothermia.

However, Sheryl was in a worse shape compare to mine as she required another 3 days in order to fully recovered.

Today is the third day ever since I saw that familiar face of her which bids farewell to me with her heartwarming smile on the day where I got discharged. I could still remember that stubborn face she gave me when I tried to persuade the doctor to let me stay for another 3 days. However Sheryl insisted that I shouldn’t worry about her and went to school instead.

These three days seems like a year. Every day seems so long, every lesson seems like days. It’s as if that the flow of time was retarding quietly, without anyone realizing it.

These had been the most boring and worst part of my life. Without her, I lose the ability of smiling. In fact I was grumpy all the while.

“Turn to page 35…”

It was the chemistry teacher who speaks in such a monotone where feelings don’t seem to exist in his words. Every of his word was as if computer-generated, cold and lifeless.

I could feel that I am raging deep inside me. My mind was questioning whether why did I waste my precious time over here while I can spend it to accompany Sheryl who is going to be discharge from hospital today.

Finally, I decided to make my mind to accompany Sheryl instead of wasting my life over here. However, it’s wasn’t easy to skip his lesson nor leaving this school halfway.

I got to plan…