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The Good Upclass Chapter 135: Helping Hand.
“What are you planning to do?” Well felt the need of asking that specific question to Arjay because the very moment he heard him cursing about their terror subject teacher, he felt that something was off. There was an urge. A strong feeling of anguish and anger, strong enough that he felt he could kill a person just by his words coming off his mouth. “Nothing. I just think he needs some lessons. He needs to learn. And sometimes, in order to learn something, you need to do it the hard way. And by saying the hard way, do you what I mean?” There was a smirk on his face. A creepy, lunatic and revengeful face marking his face. It was not a pleasant view to see for Well. Well looked away. He did not want to get engaged with that kind of question, but at the same time, he could not dodge it. He had to deal with it. “Uhm, actually, I have no idea what you are talking about. What do you mean by that?” “Very simple, to be honest,” he replied. “I just want to prank him, or land him a play, so
The Good Upclass Chapter 136: Hide!
“I recognize that voice!” Well yelled as soon as he heard the voice that echoed through the door of the detention room, coming from the other side of the wall. “Me, too. I think we can both agree that it is. . .” Right before Arjay could even finish his sentence, Well chimed in. “Allen Mar,” unexpectedly, they said in unison.After a short eye for an eye contact, Well quickly headed to the door and then banged it as loud and as hard as he could. He was trying to make himself be heard to get help. They badly needed it. They badly needed someone to open the door for them or else the mess will even get messier. If they would not escape– or in this case, escape with the hell of a friend, then they most likely would not make it before the class in the afternoon would be over. “Hey! Allen Mar, is that you? Please, we need your help! We have to get out of this room now!” Well shouted on top of his lungs. Beside him, Arjay Macmillian was silent for almost ten seconds. Until one moment, som
The Good Upclass Chapter 137: Seek Revenge.
“I recognize that voice!” Well yelled as soon as he heard the voice that echoed through the door of the detention room, coming from the other side of the wall. “Me, too. I think we can both agree that it is. . .” Right before Arjay could even finish his sentence, Well chimed in. “Allen Mar,” unexpectedly, they said in unison.After a short eye for an eye contact, Well quickly headed to the door and then banged it as loud and as hard as he could. He was trying to make himself be heard to get help. They badly needed it. They badly needed someone to open the door for them or else the mess will even get messier. If they would not escape– or in this case, escape with the hell of a friend, then they most likely would not make it before the class in the afternoon would be over. “Hey! Allen Mar, is that you? Please, we need your help! We have to get out of this room now!” Well shouted on top of his lungs. Beside him, Arjay Macmillian was silent for almost ten seconds. Until one moment, som
The Good Upclass Chapter 138: Futures and Flashbacks
“Hey!” Well called. His voice echoed like a wailing siren in the vastness and bleakness of the dusk. On the other hand, Binsent Anchorman had been caught in a lull. Well had been trying to get his attention for quite a while already but still he was too stuck in a rut that he had not heard a thing. And so, Well got no choice but to poke him by th shoulders to make sure that he would turn around this time. “I said hey!” Well repeated. This time, there was a certain sharpness in his voice sharp enough to pierce through the daydream that caught all the attention of the man beside him. “Are you still with me?” Well asked, his eyebrows trying to collide with each other but a part of him said it was too unnecessary for them to do that. “Oh, yes! Yes! I am still with you. Sorry, but what was it again?” Binsent Anchorman moved his head to the direction of the young man, and now that his attention had been diverted to him finally, he made sure he heard every word that Well would utter the f
The Good Upclass Chapter 139: Humiliation
The door creaked open, and a very familiar figure swept the doorway with intimidating aura, and a shadow that painted the path black. A strong gust of wind yelled with glee, as the curtains danced along the rhtyhm in the air. Well and Arjay, while their heart beated to their fastest, were left unmoved on their spots as they followed the figure with their eyes. It might have felt scary and anxious, but the two managed to compose themselves as they trusted the possibility that Allen Mar had already found his place to hide on. He was in a safer spot. Much safer to where the two boys sent in the detention room were. He was hiding behind the giant cupboard, stuck between two long and narrow bookshelves brimming with thick, old literature books and bulky encyclopedias. Although he was inhaling all the dusts and feeling all the heat, he could rest assure that he will not be busted for as long as he was hiding in there. Meanwhile, the real burden of concerns would be on the side of both Well
The Good Upclass Chapter 140: Stay
The door creaked open, and a very familiar figure swept the doorway with hiintimidating aura, and a shadow that painted the path black. A strong gust of wind yelled with glee, as the curtains danced along the rhtyhm in the air. Well and Arjay, while their heart beated to their fastest, were left unmoved on their spots as they followed the figure with their eyes. It might have felt scary and anxious, but the two managed to compose themselves as they trusted the possibility that Allen Mar had already found his place to hide on.He was in a safer spot. Much safer to where the two boys sent in the detention room were. He was hiding behind the giant cupboard, stuck between two long and narrow bookshelves brimming with thick, old literature books and bulky encyclopedias. Although he was inhaling all the dusts and feeling all the heat, he could rest assure that he will not be busted for as long as he was hiding in there. Meanwhile, the real burden of concerns would be on the side of both Wel
The Good Upclass Chapter 141: Stay (part 2)
The door creaked open, and a very familiar figure swept the doorway with hiintimidating aura, and a shadow that painted the path black. A strong gust of wind yelled with glee, as the curtains danced along the rhtyhm in the air. Well and Arjay, while their heart beated to their fastest, were left unmoved on their spots as they followed the figure with their eyes. It might have felt scary and anxious, but the two managed to compose themselves as they trusted the possibility that Allen Mar had already found his place to hide on.He was in a safer spot. Much safer to where the two boys sent in the detention room were. He was hiding behind the giant cupboard, stuck between two long and narrow bookshelves brimming with thick, old literature books and bulky encyclopedias. Although he was inhaling all the dusts and feeling all the heat, he could rest assure that he will not be busted for as long as he was hiding in there. Meanwhile, the real burden of concerns would be on the side of both Wel
The Good Upclass Chapter 142: The Heir
Well was such a party pooper. He sucked at everything that involved too much crowd, too many lights, too many speeches, and too many talks with literally everyone he would meet in the hallway. If it was not for the unlimited wines and the responsibility of being the next CEO of the Smith Coffee Shop, he would have left the party already. “Mr. Well,” A soft tap on the shoulder suddenly sent a shock on his body, causing him to react unconsciously and turn around to face whoever it was that called my name. “Yes? What is it?” he answered as he grabbed a glass of martini off of the tray of the waiter who passed by in front of him. He took a sip from it and moved a toast with a group of billionaires– his Dad’s affiliates, who were standing about a meter away from him. “Your father wants you to get ready. Your promotion will be announced in a while,” the woman said. If Well was not mistaken, she was his Dad’s secretary– who was soon to be his secretary as well. I had a talk with Dad a
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