Is My Life Ordinary? - Chapter 147

“So in conclusion it turns out that Henry is the one who was saved by our President?”

“Yeah that’s right.” Iris said.

“So what’s the plan?” I asked her. “You thought of something, right? If not about others but you did some work in this, yes?”

“Of course I did. Who do you think I am?”

“Spoiled child?” I said instinctively.

Olivia chuckled a bit but stopped instantly when Iris sneered at her.

“Anyway since we know he won’t betray the President, it’s useless to turn him against the President. Instead we force him to do the same thing that got him into trouble like last time.” Iris said in confidence.

“What did he do?” I asked.

“His temper is really bad. And I mean it literally. So, because of it he got into a small dispute with another student of his class. Reason was something stupid, more like it was over some girl or something. Some group of students were trying to bully a girl so he stepped up and that’s when he broke the kids nose with a single punch and that wasn’t the end of it. Teachers had to pull them apart. The other kid had his right arm fractured and nose broken along with a dislocated jaw.”

“By just one kid?”

Isn’t that too much just for a middle schooler?

“Yes, he was trained with some kind of martial arts ever since he was a kid so he had much more strength and the other kid was too fragile or as the informant says.” Iris said.

“…”

“Since his temper is too short even for a normal person there are students, Council members too look out for him. We just need him to separate them from him and then you do your thing,” Iris chuckled along with Olivia.

“My thing?”

“Yeah, your thing. You are too good to irritate people.” Iris said with a wide smug on her face.

“What? My thing? That isn’t true.” I protested.

“Going on, we just need to record it and be done.” Iris said.

Well that sounds good but is that really good? If the President recruited him then he must know the demerits of having him. His short temper along with ridiculous strength. At all possibilities getting Henry to lose would be almost non-existent.

Then what?

The information is good enough to lay out the traps beforehand. And since the President doesn’t know about my alliance with Iris then he mustn’t be alarmed about Henry’s weakness being leaked.

And the information that Iris got is from her father’s contacts so the President wouldn’t be knowing about it also.

“That’s a decent plan,” I said.

All merits taking into account, it helds an upper hand against the demerits.

“Alright. But how will we do that?” Iris asked.

“Huh? You just thought of it and didn’t think of the execution?”

So all this was just a theoretical plan? Is she a klutz or a real idiot?

“Don’t look at me like that. If anything you should be thankful and feel gratitude to me. If I were to spoon feed you then wouldn’t it be boring? Alos you don’t get to judge me, on the other hand I judge you for thinking I will do everything.” Iris hissed at me.

And beside her, her friend seemed to be having fun watching our fight.

“Alright, alright. I will do something about it. So by that time you please find something on the others.” I said as I was about to leave.

“You don’t have to point that out. Also you remember our deal, right?” she said.

“I remember.”

…

“Does any of you know about the suicide that took place last year?”

What? Did the target aim come right to me instead?

It was 15 minutes ago when Henry entered the classroom along with another member of the Council. Using some excuse they asked the teacher to leave the classroom and incidentally the teacher also agreed.

And that’s how he ended up here.

“Anyone?” He said.

“…”

Peter tried to glance at me but I didn’t react to it.

“You there. What’s your name?” Henry pointed out Peter.

Of course he will, if you will look at me like that. The main motive of this was to check who was involved in that incident along with me. And whoever reacted to it, it would mean he/she is involved.

“Me?”

“No, the person behind you.”

Peter stood up. All gazes turned to him.

“Do you know anything about that incident?” Henry asked.

“… No.” Peter answered.

“Really?”

“Yes.”

Peter didn’t back down.

“Do you happen to know about it?” Henry asked.

“Yeah I know about the incident but I don’t know who was involved in it.” Peter said without wavering.

“Is that so? Alright then sit down,” Henry said feeling a bit disappointed.

Similar to how Henry is loyal to the President, Peter is also the same. So if your plan is to take out some information from him, it would end in vain.

“If there is nothing I will be taking my leave. Thank you for your cooperation.” He politely said.

But his appearance seemed a bit different from what I had assumed. Although I imagined him to be in control in public, this is way off the charts. He never raised his voice, not even a little bit. But from our first meeting I assumed he was always short tempered or was it because I insulted his benefactor? If so then I think I have a great plan to completely defeat him.

…

The sky, mid-afternoon, a beautiful canvas graced with sky blues and pure milky whites. The blue in the depths beyond and the smooth, rounded, sugary sweet clouds in the foreground; Stained white wooden porches, green plastic lawn and garden chairs and a yellow butterfly dancing above the steamy urban pavement with an invisible partner to a made up song.

With nothing else to do till late evening I decided to head home.

On the way I encountered quite peculiar things.

A stray dog that was the first I have seen in a while. Our locality has called some department to take care of such stray animals quite some times so watching one seemed a bit weird and of course I had to be precautious of it.

Trying to avoid it, I passed by it and took a different route than usual. Am I afraid of dogs? Who knows, it has teeth that could tear apart a skin in a matter of seconds, along with those teeths came the ferocity and above all if he wasn’t vaccinated, a small bit from him could be fatal. So the question is, am I afraid of dogs? Yes, most likely.

The other route was kind of a circular way.

On the way I encountered another weird thing. A tree had fallen down in the middle of the road. Apparently from the crowd around it says a small truck was passing by and with sudden brakes it’s lock latched out and it went down in an instant. Fortunately no one was around that area.

So I had to re-route again.

It was the second time I had changed my route.

I walked to a whole new path, I was following the route advised by the maps in my phone. Apparently it turned out all the close routes are either jammed or have some issues like construction so I had to take the longest route. And what else, the estimated time was almost forty five minutes. How ridiculous is that?

But I still had to go home so I started to walk the advised path.

Walking in a new area was still a bit pleasant and weird also. I wonder if it’s because I’m not following the usual routine but it’s been quite some time since I have started to not follow that routine.

Either it is to go to Lily’s house, or do some late night adventures.

Anyway, I was starting to sweat… a lot. It was like I would melt any minute. Should I get a bike or something like that? I mean it’s not good for me to travel this long.

*Honk-Honk*

I heard a horn sound behind me. But I was too lazy to turn around and say it to pipe down. I was already starting to lose my temper. Even with the slightest bit of noise I was starting to get irritated. And with the sun it got worse and worse.

*Honk-Honk*

*Honk-Honk*

“What is it?” I said as I turned around.

Neither this car was going forward or stopping, it was just moving beside me.

“Allen?” with only the face out from the driver’s window my father’s face popped out.

“…? Dad, what are you doing here?” I asked as I walked a few steps back.

“I could ask you the same question. How come you are here?” he was confused as me.

“I will tell you but open the gates. I don’t think I can last longer.”

TO BE CONTINUED…