Chapter 49: Wednesday Cleaners


    I know I did present myself to write for the script, but it hasn''te to me yet that I also have a speech to write for today!


    One cold afternoon in the prince''s office, I was cramming and undecided to write whether to go write for the speech first or write for the script when someone knocked on the door. Instinctively, I immediately hide the papers in front of me in a drawer before responding to the consecutive knocks on the door.


    "Please,e in," I said as politely as I could.


    Eventually, the door swung open, and in it came Lucas and his shining presence as he smiled at me with a tray consisting of a cup of I think freshly-made tea by none other Lancelot and some short biscuits beside the cup. As of now, by the way, the afternoon training sessions with my mentors are already done, and now is my time to rest.


    "Hey there, Lucas."


    Feeling relieved that it is only him who entered here, I hastily brought back the paper that I was writing to earlier together with my quill. Lucas was already on the table and is now serving the tea and the biscuits on top of it before facing me.


    "Lancelot wants to give this to you personally, but he had some important errands to run today in just short notice, thus I presented myself to give this instead to you," he said. I smiled at his statement.


    "How thoughtful of Lancelot to do that for me," I said and smiled back at thed. "Thanks for bringing it here, Lucas."


    "No problem."


    He was just about to leave, bringing the tray with him, when I noticed Lucas pausing for a bit and took notice of what I was writing.


    "Is that for your uing speech?" he asked, which made my face flush for a split second.


    "Yes," I replied. "But I can''t seem to concentrate on writing this. You see, we also have a school eventing, and our ss needs to present a roley due to my suggestion. I volunteered to write for the script that I need to present to the whole ss tomorrow, and--"


    "Woah, slow down Krise. No need to panic." Lucas cuts me off while chuckling. I did not even realize I was going too fast with my statement.


    "I will be the one to write for your script, so no need to worry and go on with writing for your script." Lucas quickly added that made me look at him in disbelief.


    "Really? You would do that for me?"


    "Well" A yful smirk curved on his red, thin lips as he looked at me this time.


    "Only if you won''t tell Alex that I have done you a favor. You know him, he would be pissed if he knows about this."


    I chuckled at that. That ispletely urate.


    "Yes, I won''t tell him."


    Feeling giddy inside, I stood up from my seat, walked towards Lucas, and gave him a tight hug without much thinking about it.


    "Thank you, Lucas! I owe you one!"


    Lucas remained silent for a few minutes before he cleared his throat, as if snapping himself out of his thoughts.


    "S-sure. No problem." At this time, I decided to pull away from him and looked at him once more.


    "Anything for a friend." he quickly added.


    I can''t help but smile at that once again. Lucas is indeed sweet, thoughtful, and gentle, Lancelot as well. While Alex is the exact opposite of those two.


    "Well, I should be going now. I also have some errands to do as well."


    "Yeah Council duties, no?"


    "Yup. Exactly."


    After that brief conversation I had with Lucas, he already left the prince''s office and I was left eating the biscuits and drinking the tea that Lancelot prepared for me.


    "Mmmmm" I muttered as I took a sip. This tea and the biscuits are delicious, as expected of the very talented archbishop of Citadel.


    Since Lucas has already volunteered to take my ce in writing for the prince''s speech, then I guess I should work on our script as soon as possible as a way of doing my part.


    ---


    The next day at school. I was literally feeling happy when I was able to finish my script yesterday night before this day came.


    "A Snow White remake?" The whole ss asked in confusion as soon as I was able to share with them my idea for our uing role-y event. Mr. Pumpkin will let us n for the whole week.


    That means, no sses in the meantime.


    "Yes. I assume you are familiar with Snow White, right?" I asked with a hint of sarcasm intended.


    One of my ill-mannered ssmates in this section except for the ss president named Jill Harrington scowled at the idea that I presented.


    "Oh please, who else in this room is not familiar with that lousy fairytale? I say this whole concept of yours is too lousy and my fashion show idea is way much better than this whole thing." she continued.


    Yes, she was that girl who presented the fashion show idea in which the president immediately rejected.


    "Ms. Harrington, we did not ask for your opinion." The ss president, who is now seated on the teacher''s desk, spitefully said to the girl. Jill only rolled her eyes at him and took her seat once again.


    Then he turned his head to look at me. "Now, you may proceed."


    I suddenly felt awkward when the memories of the other day''s cafeteria snack with him shed inside my head without notice. We did not speak that much during that day, but had only talked about school and our future ns when we graduate. Other than that, we remained silent most of the time, which is again awkward on my part to be invited by someone like him.


    And I was able to know his first name as well, though I am not sure if I have heard it before which is William.


    "Krise? Is there something wrong?"


    The ss president''s voice ced me back in reality that made my face flush in embarrassment. I can''t believe I just doze off in front of this guy!


    "No nothing at all." I hurriedly responded while still trying to act normal. To avoid this awkward situation, I just peeled my gaze away from him and looked at my ssmates once again.


    "So, as I was saying, I made a script for the Snow White remake that I nned us to do. This one should be a short skit that will onlyst to an hour or two, I assume." I write the details on the board for the secretary to jot down on her logbook.


    In the next couple of minutes, I did nothing but write down and discussed with my ssmates the specific details of the script such as the venue for the event, which will be on the school gymnasium, the characters, the plot, the settings, the costumes that will be needed, and the props that will be needed for the y. All of that was immediately approved by the president.


    Good thing, some of my good ssmates, including my friends, have positively responded to my idea and volunteered to get the respective roles such as the make-up artist, costume designer, sound director, etc.


    All in all, the ss meeting went well and we all decided to start the rehearsals tomorrow when the script will be printed by the president and will be distributed to our ssmates.


    Or so I thought...


    I was feeling happy when school for today has finally ended for today and my ssmates have bid their goodbyes to one another before parting ways through the ssroom door. As for me, Iwas obliged to remain in our ssroom for me and my other four ssmates are the assigned cleaners for today.


    Yes, we have that ''cleaners'' system where a group of five students is assigned on their respective days to clean the room. This is to instill respect and discipline in us, students. Wednesday was the assigned day for our group.


    To start the cleaning, I tried to find the brooms to use when one of them spoke, a girl with short curly ck hair.


    "I think it''s in the utility room," she said.


    "Can''t we just clean this whole room using magic? Why do we need to undergo the hassle?" Jill asked, you know my ill-mannered ssmates. Yeah, unfortunately, she is part of the Wednesday group as well.


    "That would be against the rules," I said as a matter of fact.


    "Alright. I will be the one to pick up the brooms for us to use. Where is it located anyway?" I asked the girl who spoke earlier.


    "It''s in thest room of this hallway. Just walk straight and you will find it."


    "Alright. Thanks."


    With knowledge of where to find it, I hastily went out of the room and walked towards the utility facility as quickly as I could. It did not take long before I finally arrived at the mentioned facility.


    "There you are," I said and went inside.


    Surprisingly, the room is quite spacious with all the things that the school utilities could use for cleaning the entire school. I was humming to myself as I got all the brooms that we will need to start cleaning the room when I heard the loud banging of the door as it closed all of a sudden right at my face.


    And before I knew it, I was trapped inside the room.