Princess of the Silver Ocean - Chapter 18

Her eyes widened as she realised she was thinking out loud.

“Sorry,” she softly said.

The teacher resumed, causing the students to pay attention to him again. Well, the students pretended to pay attention. Some were falling asleep.

“Yes, it is amazing,” he said with a smile on his face, delighted that at least one of his students was enjoying his lesson.

The rest of the lesson went by quickly as she was very focused on her note-taking. When the teacher had left after the lesson ended, the students stood up and walked to the back of the class, where their lockers were placed. They had to change into their PE uniform. She groaned softly as she walked to the back, mainly because she was not in the right state of mind for any physical activities, at least that was according to her deductions.

“Oh, cheer up, Nexi,” she heard her say as the fairy gave her a light pat on the shoulder.

“PE isn’t so bad. Well, at least for me. You,” the fairy stared her up and down, “you, on the other hand, are different.”

She sighed at the fairy’s remark and guessed that Nexi was not as physically fit as she was. This was probably one of the subjects the princess hated the most. When she stood by her locker, she smiled as she was delighted to find that the locker had Nexi’s name written on it, so she was able to find it easily. However, her smile quickly vanished when she saw that the locker had a password in the form of numbers.

“Great,” she said sarcastically.

The fairy’s locker was on her right. She wondered if the fairy knew what Nexi’s locker password was. It would help her a lot if she did know, but it could also cause her to have a problem. It was not like she could just ask the fairy, “Hey, do you know the password to my locker? I kinda forgot.” The red-haired fairy would be suspicious about why she doesn’t know the password to her own locker.

This was all because no one knew about her amnesia except the teachers, and it’s not like she does not want to tell the fairy. She just cannot afford to let anyone know right now. Not until she has reliable information on who she can trust.

“Hurry up, Nexi,” the fairy said, taking out her PE uniform and waiting for her.

“The whole class has left, and you’ve been staring at your locker for like two minutes now. We are gonna be late,” she added.

Astoria began to think of what Nexi’s password would be. Based on the current information she knows, her deductions led her to believe that it may not be related to her father. However, it could be the day her mother passed away or maybe…

“Okay, I got it,” she finally said, guessing that the password was the princess’ birthday.

The fairy thought that she was responding to her, but she was saying how she might have an idea of the password. She slowly pressed her fingers on the numbers, her heart beating loudly and a bit of anxiety evident on her face. The fairy did not think anything of her best friend’s facial expression. After a few seconds, the locker opened.

“Yes,” she said, a triumphant smile on her face.

‘So, the password really was Nexi’s birthday.’

Why the princess had such an easy password that anyone would know was beyond her.

“This girl seriously needs to reconsider changing her password. Honestly, it’s too easy,” she said.

Before the fairy could respond to her, she quickly took out the uniform. She headed for the bathroom, the fairy following behind her with a calculative look. They quickly changed into the uniform and headed to the track field, which she noticed was massive.

Actually, the whole academy was massive. When one entered the academy, they would feel like they have suddenly entered another city. She put her hands in her pockets and stood next to the class president.

“Hi,” she casually greeted him.

The president smiled at her, revealing his perfectly aligned teeth.

“Hi,” he responded.

“Hi, class president,” the fairy chimed in, softly grinning.

“If it’s about the homework that you still owe Miss Owonia,” he said, raising his palm towards her face, “then no. I’m not letting you copy it.”

“But we have her next period, and I was so busy last night that-”

“Not my problem,” he told her, cutting her off.

The fairy pouted. She watched the scene unfold and found out something interesting. She raised an eyebrow as she looked at them. With her analytical skills, she came to the conclusion that these two were secretly dating. Either that or they have a huge crush on each other, but none of them wants to admit it. Maybe she was reading their interaction too deeply, but her hunch has never been wrong.

“Good day, class,” a male voice greeted.

The students turned to face the man. This man was huge, bulky, and buff, and he looked like he belonged in the military, not here as a PE teacher. The students greeted back. He was Mr. Vlakos, a giant. His height was that of five tall people standing on each other’s shoulders. Her mouth was wide open as she was fascinated by the creature in front of her.

“Today, I want to test your stamina again,” he began, flipping through the pages on his clipboard.

The students grumbled.

“Two months ago, I recorded the time you each took to run a full lap around the field. Some results were excellent. Others,” he said, ignoring their continuous grumbling and staring at one particular student who was a half-elf, “were not so excellent.”

The half-elf blushed in embarrassment. Mr. Vlakos began reading out the order the students would take when they had to run their lap. Laurelai’s record was at six minutes and forty-eight seconds, while the class president was at five minutes and twenty-one seconds. They currently had the best records in the class.

‘Now that is super impressive considering how big this track field is.’

The problem was that Nexi’s record was the second worst one, twenty-five minutes and thirty-two seconds. The half-elf had the worst record, sitting at twenty-five minutes and fifty-four seconds. She had to improve Nexi’s record, and that was her plan. As the students began to run their laps in the order they were given, Astoria started to warm up.

“Wow,” Laurelai said, “someone is taking this really seriously.”

“Of course, I have to. My record is embarrassing me right now,” she lied to the red-haired fairy.

After twenty minutes of other students running and completing their turns, it was finally her turn.

“Miss Nexi Callan,” the teacher called out her name.

She breathed out and walked to the starting position, telling herself that she did not have to try so hard. She just needed to improve the record and finish the lap in less than twenty-five minutes.

“No need to get competitive, Astoria,” she mumbled to herself, ” just improve Nexi’s record.”

She has always been a competitive person. The thought of losing frustrated her, and she loved the thrill one gets from winning. That thrilling sensation always made her feel like she was on top of the world.

“Tsk, who am I kidding?” she softly said, tightening her ponytail.

“Let’s finish in less than ten minutes.”

Her competitive aura was fully emerging, causing the students and Mr.. Vlakos to watch with eager eyes.