Chapter 3: Group Project
Today, I finally felt good enough to go to school. It was mostly to do with the fact that our English project group was gonna be decided today. I couldn't really miss it because not doing it wasn't an option, even though it was just twenty percent of the grade, it was an immediate fail to fail in the project.
I was sitting far away from him, wishing for someone, anyone, other than him, would take me in their group. But when has fate been kind to me. If it was before she was a thing, I would have been so happy and excited like a hound on arrival of his beloved human after the end of a workday instead I felt hurt as if the hound was left on some random street hungry and beaten by his beloved hunan in the middle of night on Christmas eve.
The group was supposed to be of four people, he asked me to be the third member of his group, first of course being his girlfriend. If the group was of two people he wouldn't have even bothered to ask me. But I was not strong enough to reject his offer.
We were still missing a fourth member. He was too shy to ask anyone else and his girlfriend turned out to be more under the shell than him. Truly a perfect couple.
So, I had to find a fourth member all by myself, while those two love birds sit back and do whatever old couples in their sixties do. Teasing each other, flirting in a the cutest cleanest way possible. It was a sight to be puked at for sure.
After like five minutes left for the period to be over, I still couldn't find anyone willing to join us. Most had already seattled into their respective groups with their bffs or something. Those left were too stupid and cocky for a group project. They knew nothing and spoke like had fifteen phds. They had no real friends, I doubt anyone even considered them as friends. They had no interest in doing any real work. I didn't want these types of creatures in my group.
Having no choice I had to restort to the last and only option- the Teacher. She wasn't that bad, just everything she spoke felt straight out of a conspiracy Facebook page for people in their late sixties with no real work to do other than nag others on how terrible they are. She seemed to think of herself as a rebel when in reality all she did was boost about how good and perfect the system was and how we, the students, are the reason for it's failure. I really didn't want to talk to her, she might just admit one of those cocky kids in our group and later give me a lecture on why not taking them in is a terrible for child straving next to the school temple. But it's wasn't like I had another choice so I crossed my fingers and went to her.
"We are missing a student", I said in the most neutral sounding way possible, I wasn't in a mood on a lecture on how shit I was in talking.
"See, I told you there must be some group missing a few members", she turned back to a girl behind her,"you don't need to do the project all alone".
"Bu-", she got ignored like parents ignore child beggars.
"This would be your missing member. Now name all your group members so I can add it to your list."
I glanced at her as the Teacher finished searching through her papers. I couldn't recognise her she wasn't the new girl or something just someone my eyes hadn't been to.
"Here name of the group and its members", she handed me a paper filled with details of only three other groups, I figured most were still busy figuring out their name. I took the paper back to the lovebirds.
"So here the final member, now what do you want the name of the group to be?"
A long pause, both of them staring at me as if I just walked over them in bed.
"I don't know, what do you think?", after a minute or two he finally comprehended what I asked. "I am not good with names, either.", she followed.
"What about you?", I truned back to the new girl.
"Ah...", she glitched as if she was giving an oral test and the examiner asked the only question they had left thinking it wasn't important. "What about the Beatles?". She appeared to be terrible at names as well. She could have chosen any name and she chose the group with four members.
"Seriously?", I asked in disbelief.
"Any problem?", she gave the look that dictators give when someone questions their authority.
"No", I wasn't intimated just wasn't interested in an argument.
"So Beatles it is", Arun trying to end whatever we were having, something he was exceptionally terrible at.
I didn't want to waste anymore time so, I began writing the list as fast as I could."Wait, forgot to ask your name."
"Now you remember to ask ", she replied like mothers do when you forget to throw out the trash,"Akria, it is Akria."
"Full name. I don't have all the time in the world", I said trying to get back dominance.
"Just Aria, my parents forgot to give me a surname", she said in the most stoic and serious tone possible.
"Ha, ha, very funny."
She sighed and rolled her eyes as if I just said earth was flat.
I was honestly excepting futher explanation, you don't just throw a boom like that and except me to act serious with no questions.
The bell rang before any more tension would build up. Teacher screamed on top of her lungs to bring the sheet back to.
"Rest students can submit their group names and members in the Telegram group, latest by 8p.m. Understood?", she spoke almost like threatening to kill their eniter families and kill them at last so they can see true pain.
The class shamelessly said yes, enough though not even half of them had any intention of doing so.
"And what is your name?", she spoke as if she was threatening me on gunpoint.
"Lila."
She disappeared just as I finished the sentence, like she was Batman. I looked back to see the lovebirds gone. It was recess and I had no one to eat with.
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