The beginning of the next day went a lot smoother than Chad had predicted. There were no teacher vs. student spats in his Calculus class. Mr. Gredge seemed to have been talked to by some higher ups and was no longer mouthing off at the school board during class time. Instead, he was actually teaching the course. This still didn’t stop Sarah from verbally harassing him, but it seemed that he was doing his best to ignore her rather than send her to detention like the previous day. His face still turned a rageful red at every one of her comments. This was as much as Chad was able to pick up on when he lifted his head up from his homework during his brain break.

The next period went even smoother. Kobani happily greeted him and seemed to have recovered from that fever or whatever she was dealing with on her way home from school the day before. Mrs. Wenwir then started the class and it was just like any other, with the exception that Chad now sat in the front of the room. Overall, even though it was just the second day, his new schedule seemed to be falling into place smoothly.

After the bell rang signifying the end of the second period, he quickly said farewell to Kobani and walked out of the classroom with some pace. His legs were moving with haste, increasing his strides to reach his final destination even a smidge faster. Afterall, he needed to claim his spot. The spot in the top corner of the new football field stands. The one that overlooked the school, the field and the forest. The one that the little tyrant had stolen from him yesterday. His spot. Rose was kind enough to take her pesterous sister away so Chad could have his lunch spot back, but there was no guarantee that would happen today. That’s why he had to reach it before she did.

After climbing the aluminum stands that scaled almost as high as the school building, he let out a large sigh. His breath was heavier than usual and he had traces of sweat on his forehead, but it was worth it. He had claimed what was his. He took out from his plastic bag his usual lunch, but this time it didn’t consist of one of his mother’s baked goods. She had run out of time this week to make anything. He took special care when taking out his water bottle not to drop it between the stands. That’s what cost him his spot last time. Nothing but a class five hurricane could uproot Chad from his spot. He was determined not to lose his perfect oasis for eating lunch.

“You are in my spot!”

His opponent finally arrived.

The high pitched voice of the aforementioned tyrant pierced his eardrums. Her light feet allowed her to silently climb the stairs without him noticing. She now stood a few rows down with her hands on her hips.

“A lowlife such as yourself shouldn’t intrude on royalty’s property.”

Her eyes emitted a killing intent.

“Are you even listening to me? You’re in my spot, leave now! I warned you. There will be consequences for not following my commands!”

The view is sure lovely from up here.

Chad swiveled his body to face the other direction. He took in the beauty surrounding him. The nice fall colors of the trees preparing for winter went nicely with the auburn bricks the school was made of. The leaves were falling, creating a nice accent of orange and red throughout the green grass. Fall truly was beautiful.

“You’re in my spot! Now get out!”

He grimaced, but kept looking out into the distance.

He had determined since before Chivral arrived that ignoring her was probably his best bet. When somebody exerts this much energy while scolding someone, they ought to get tired at some point and just leave. This strategy was seeming to take a bit longer than he would’ve liked it too, but patience is a virtue. He just has to hold out a little longer until she becomes bored and leaves.

“Fine, I’ll just take my spot then.”

She walked up the final couple steps up to him. She then sat directly next to him, pushing her little body against him.

“What the hell are you doing?”

Chad, though surprised, didn’t move. They now sat on top of the bleachers leaning against each other. It was a battle of stubbornness and neither were planning on losing.

“I’m simply taking what’s mine. You should be grateful to even get the chance to graze my body, although you should be punished for not following my orders.”

She crossed her arms and pointed her nose in the air away from him.

“I can’t believe your audacity, taking my spot. How could you treat someone of my stature like this?”

“What is your problem?” Chad’s voice was filled with irritability.

“My only problem is that you are in my spot and you can easily amend that. Now move.”

A silence finally filled the air. Both sat still slightly pushed up against the other. Neither giving an inch. With their pride getting in the way of their comfort, they started eating their lunches. They didn’t look at each other and didn’t say anything to each other. The only sounds were the wind rattling the chain linked fence behind them and the chewing of food.

Chivral was wearing what seemed to be her usual outfit style, pink with a little clothing sprinkled in. Heck, every item she owned seemed to be pink. Her lunch bag was pink, even the containers where her food was neatly packed in were pink. He even noticed that hair binders holding her pink hair in free flowing pigtails were pink.

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“Are you so entranced that you can’t take your eyes off of me? It is only a natural response and is very common, though most people have to pay for the privilege to gaze upon my beauty.”

Crap.

He had been caught staring for too long and now she broke the comforting silence. It didn’t matter too much though, he simply turned his head away and took in his surroundings. No reply was needed for that snarky comment from this arrogant freshman. Chad had met a plethora of interesting personalities these past few days. Each one of them being just as weird and annoying as the last.

Chivral seemed to think of herself as some sort of goddess, constantly demanding obedience for her requests from those around her, or at least him. She was definitely quite different from her sister, who was a totally different problem. Rose held an aura of royalty around her, fitting of the student council president, but she didn’t come across like… this. She wasn’t one to look down on other people, she gave stern orders for the benefit of the school, not herself. In terms of ordering people around, the sisters were similar but Chivral’s orders seemed a lot more sinister and egotistical.

Rose was just as curious of a personality as her little sister, perhaps even more so. When Chad had first met her, he didn’t even recognize her. Eventually he made the connection that she was the student council president, but the way she held and composed herself outside of school was completely different. It was almost as if she was a different person. This absolutely perplexed him. He wasn’t quite so knowledgeable about bipolarness, but that usually dealt with longer lasting mood swings and seemed to be heavily linked with poor mental health. What Rose was displaying didn’t seem like mood swings, more like complete personality flips. Of course he wasn’t a doctor, so he could be entirely wrong with this diagnosis.

Wait a minute.

He had a perfect opportunity laying in front of him. The sister to the person who perplexed him the most was sitting right next to him. It was also the person he was trying to overtake control over for the reigns of the student council. Rose was his enemy, and he needed information. Maybe he could utilize her two sided personality as a means to gain sway in the student council. Either way, accumulating information about her was a must. Perhaps he should change how he acts to her sister.

“Hey Chiv, do-”

“Use my full name when you address me, peasant.”

“Wha-”

He had heard Rose call to her sister in this abbreviated manner the day before, so he thought it would make him come across more friendly. This seemed to have been a mistake, but a minor setback only meant a major comeback. He wasn’t about to back down.

“Oh sorry, anyways-”

“Say it.”

He looked at her. She still had her arms crossed, but was now scowling at him.

“Say my full name. With some passion, you should be grateful to have my name leave your lips.”

Am I really about to listen to this brat’s commands?

He gritted his teeth and gave in.

“Fine… Chivral Visca, can I ask you-”

“My middle name! You forgot my middle name,” her eyes glowed with a sadistic joy.

“I don’t know your middle name.”

She smiled.

“Cresselia, my middle name is Cresselia. Now say it, say my full name all together.”

She now looked up at him like a child looking at a toy they yearned for. Her prior malice seemed to settle down.

“Um ok, Chivral Cresselia Visca,”

She blushed hot red at his words, but Chad was too busy forcing these words from his mouth to notice.

“Can I ask you a question about your sister?”

“Hmm?”

She raised an eyebrow and titled her small head at his question. For a moment her child dictator act seemed to fade. Not for too long though.

“What about my sister?”

It would be best to get straight to the point, but he didn’t want to be too blunt since it was her family he was asking about.

“Why is she so… different when she’s away from school?”

“Different?”

She stared at him.

“You know, when she’s not at school. She’s a lot more laid back and doesn’t quite act like… like a president.”

“She’s always the same big sis. I don’t know what you’re talking about. She treats me the same whether we’re at school or not.”

With eyebrows raised, he looked at the confused tyrant even more confused. She had just dropped a bombshell.

No way, there’s no way. She definitely acts differently.

Chivral seemed completely ignorant of her sister’s switching personalities. Maybe he could have been imagining it all? He trusted himself enough to rule that possibility out, so why does she, her own sister, not know of Rose’s weird quirk.

Clearing his throat, he changed tactics.

“Then let me switch questions. What is your sister like?”

“Aren’t you friends with her? Shouldn’t you know what she’s like?”

There’s that”f” word again.

His mom was referring to the student council as his friends the other day, but how could people become friends in just a few days? Plus, he wouldn’t want to be friends with these crazy girls anyways, although he may need to for his plan to succeed.

“I just would like to hear what you think about your sister, that’s all. It’s interesting to hear other people’s perspectives.”

“Oh,” She looked off into the distance, “My sister… is a great sister. Whenever I’m sad or in trouble, she always takes care of me. She can be hard on me at times, but I still love her. She’s always there for me and I can always rely on her. I’m truly blessed to have her as my big sister…”

Chad’s mouth opened with how sincere she was being. It was as if she was speaking from her heart. She glanced back at him and her face turned red. After slapping his shoulder, she buried her face into her knees.

“D-don’t look at me like that! Take your foul gaze away from me, you scum!”

He smiled and he let out a small laugh.

“Seems like you have some humanity after all.”

“The hell is that supposed to mean? You better beg for forgiveness for your little comment. Get down on your knees right now and beg… Do it!”

He turned back his eyes to the green field out in front of him. Raising a chip to his mouth, he smiled.

“Hey did you hear me? Down on your knees, grovel below me!”

All he could hear was the nice crunch from the corn chip he just bit into, the rest was white noise in the background.

Man, this is a pretty good chip. Nice weather. I always enjoyed eating lunch outside.