My Bothersome Life - Chapter 367
“I’m going to ask my parents to pull out all the donations if this continues,” Miliana slammed her hands on the teacher’s desk.
Last night, the same song wouldn’t let us sleep. The earmuffs barely helped as we had to listen to the out of tune music at its full volume. With the poking adding to the pain, Miliana joined me in punching the pillows nearby. I shifted a bit away from her as I never knew a quiet and shy person like her would explode like this.
“That song! My arms,” she snapped.
“We’re doing everything that we can,” the teacher helplessly looked at his colleagues for help.
“Well you better. If this happens for one more day, the donations will be gone,” Miliana stared at the teacher with disgust.
I stiffened as Miliana slammed the door shut after we all left the office. Luke had already threatened them about pulling out the donations from the Roselia family a week ago. While we were somewhat used to the poking, the music took it on a whole new level. No matter where we searched the school, there were more door slams than everything else.
I rubbed my arms as the teacher gave us access to the high school section of the school. We had to get more healing from there as the teachers here didn’t have more mana left. I walked through the barrier separating the two sections with the identification tag Luke possessed. While walking in the hallway, I got another idea.
“What about we try setting up the tents in the high school section? There’s a barrier,” I turned to them.
“That could work!” Miliana suddenly grabbed my hands.
Instead of knocking on the door at the high school teachers’ office, Charles just opened the door. We all lost our respect for the teachers while the situation never improved. Luke walked towards the closest teacher from us as usual, “we’re going to set up some tents in the high school section near the courtyard. Please heal our arms.”
“I’m sure things aren’t that bad-,” the teacher was about to decline before she was cut off.
“The Monete, Lumiere and Locast families are also considering pulling out the donations in the school as well,” Alex crossed his arms after our discussion on our way here.
“Do you not see the bruises on our arms?” Miliana added.
“I’m only granting permission for tonight,” she sent a message to her colleagues to let them know.
The high school teachers didn’t suffer like the middle school ones. But after all the teachers in the office exhausted most of their mana like their colleagues in the other section, they started to look at us in a new light. We had to go to them now since the middle school teachers couldn’t use any more mana for the rest of the week.
After classes finished earlier than it usually did since all the teachers were tired, I walked into the cafeteria with my classmates. Everyone chattered about us in low voices as they have heard about the poking and the horrible music. Afraid that they would become the next victims, the tables and seats around us were empty.
“Can I know more about your fraction’s upcoming event?” One of them didn’t get the clue, sitting next to us.
“Which one of us?” Charles narrowed his eyes.
“Yours,” he glanced at Alex.
“We’ll be sending more news soon,” Alex wasn’t willing to have a conversation with him.
“Is there anything else you want to ask us?” Luke asked if he could leave us alone.
“No,” he squeaked out before quickly walking away.
Even Ellen and Allan didn’t speak to us, knowing we liked silence more than anything. The only sounds present at this table was the utensils being used. Normally, Luke and Alex would take the time to promote their fraction’s event, talking to more people. This gave others the chance to network with the most powerful fraction. However, both of them weren’t feeling generous today.
“Should we set up the tents here?” I found a good spot in the new courtyard.
“I think it should work,” Shelly agreed with me.
“What’s happening?” Ben walked up to us, finding all the camping supplies scattered on the ground.
“We’re sleeping here for today,” I explained.
“We got permission from the school,” Alex added.
In fact, the same scene repeated as the high schoolers wondered what was going on with middle schoolers entering their campus. Meanwhile, the other middle schoolers avoided us, walking the other direction as soon as they saw us walking towards them. I stopped meeting with Sienna and Delia as well.
“I heard from Cillian and Sienna,” Ben noticed our bad mood.
“We just hope that the situation improves,” Luke brightly smiled, feeling annoyed he had to respond to him.
“Is there anything else you want to ask us?” Alex wanted him to leave.
“Will you be helping us with the tents?” Charles supported Alex.
“I’ll try to make things easier for you guys,” Ben ran towards the crowd, asking them to stop gathering around where we were.
With Ben’s help, we were able to bask in silence in our tents. We didn’t even talk to each other most times, preferring to send messages instead. The intense study sessions also completely stopped ever since the loud music started to play. The teachers, getting scared of us whenever we knocked on their office, stopped giving us exams and offered to hand out free points.