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Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Lesson 1: Deadly Valentine (3)

Lesson 1: Deadly Valentine

Nodding in constant, we all fell into silent for a moment as we recall ‘Love’ unfortunate fate, that we have no choice but to sacrifice.



‘Love’ was at the top for years before we came into the school. We quickly overtake their position in less than half a year. At that time, they were furious, dropping from the top to the second. We are like their enemies. Things wouldn’t have ended that way if ‘Love’ didn’t chose to take us on as enemies. If they are calmed enough to make peace, probably we wouldn’t be able to keep our title for so long.


Going against us, was like putting themselves at the mouth of a tiger. Back then, when we first gain so much popularity, we have people backing us up from things like that. Gradually, before they realize, the entire school is up against them.


Ever since then, every time they walked past us they bow their head so low that I would have thought they wanted to kiss their own chest. They stop having their meals in the canteen.



I recalled one of the scariest incidents that I witness with my own eyes; ‘Love’ was in the canteen having their meals. Guys started to crowd around, teasing them, asking them for an amount to sleep with them. Girls started spitting into their food, and if ‘Love’ were to stare back; a slap will land directly onto their face.



I do feel bad for the humiliation that they have to go through, but a part of me was relieved that Bitch was not the one to have to go through. Not long after suffering from too much humiliation, one by one, ‘Love’, dropped out of school. With such an end result, most likely things for ‘Love’ would come to the end. Yet, for our cruel school, no way it will end just like that. Rumors are being spread that they are seen selling their bodies at the red light district. Since then, I was never so afraid to lose my title.



I looked at L, K, and Jing’s reaction, everybody have that same kind of agony as they displayed on their face. At that time, we were supposed to be acting like we enjoyed watching their humiliation and enjoying the revenge that people are avenging for us. Though deep down, I can see that my clique felt the same way as I do. We felt sorry for them, and guilty.



I caught unexpectedly, S smiling when she was recalling ‘Love’, I didn’t notice much at that time, I thought that probably I mistaken her intention of her smile. I let the matter rest and didn’t think so much into it anymore. If I knew, at that time, that smile wasn’t a mistake; I would have prevented our clique from breaking up.


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