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The Good Upclass Chapter 60: The Hard Life Of The Living
Well and Allen Mar had already finished their lunch and yet the three bloke men in formal black and white suits had not gone out of the private room still. The doubts within Allen Mar’s mind had grew stronger and more intense already, and he could only pray that it would not get worse. But no, he could not resist. Contrary to what he had been begging himself for, he could only think and think of something sadder. An outcome so great he would kill not to let it happen. “Hey,” well broke Allen Mar’s silence and poke him by the left shoulder. “It’s almost time. We only have not more than ten minutes, I believe, before the afternoon session begins. Don’t you think we should start going off now and walk back to the school?” the amount of worry on Well’s face was obviously visible. He now had the idea what it was like being late in the class, so he probably did not want to be late again. Not especially that he did not know who his teacher was yet, and what things could he or she do to stu
The Good Upclass Chapter 61: Purgatory
“Do you still remember when I told you that I love mathematics and I think it is just the most useful thing in the world?” Well asked as soon as they got out of the classroom after ninety big minutes of being stuck in hell with their teacher that seemed like an evil woman walking– well, that was according to Well himself. “Ah, yes. I can still remember it. You only said it earlier this morning, so how can I forget that?” Allen Mar said, glimpsing at Well who had been staring away past the corridor where their classmates dashed through like they were in a hurry and trying to catch up with something very, very important. But the two boys seemed to not giving a fuck about those people. After a second or two of checking up with the others, he followed up. “Why? What about it?” “I’m taking that back now. All of it. Ever since the moment I walked into that fucking room and heard her speak, I realized that Mathematics is not for me. God, who would have thought there is a Mathematics specia
The Good Upclass Chapter 62: A School of Demons
Well instantly looked at Allen Mar with a confused face. “I haven’t come to that stage yet. Although yes, I have to admit that I also find people here a little skeptical, hideous, and suspicious, but apart from that, I don’t think I would come to a conclusion about leaving. I have told myself, ever since the day I realized this city is nothing but just one big messy puzzle, that if I keep myself away from people as much as possible, maybe I can survive four years living here alone,” Well explained casually, with his hands gesturing in the air. “Anyway, when is the semestral break? You know, a one or two weeks of no class after examinations,” Well inquired. But suddenly, all he ever got from his friend Allen Mar was a long and empty stare. “What’s the matter? Do you have no idea? It’s okay if you don’t know the answer, though. No pressure.” “No, Well. Of course, I definitely know the answer. I’ve talked to different students here before the class started and I asked them everything I
The Good Upclass Chapter 63: Don Betito Hospital
When the class on their first day of school was over, the two newly recognized best friends decided to walk together on their way home. It seemed that not a lot of students in the West Berg University had been doing it, so they found themselves strange and unique in a way that they were the only ones who were walking out with a company. Everyone, literally everyone, had been walking only all by themselves. No one to talk to, no one to laugh with, and no one to tell their experiences and how their first day in school went like. Well and Allen Mar totally knew that maybe it was part of the rules. It was never out of their funny little brains that in a school setting as strict as West Berge, it was no impossible to have a rule that prohibited students to hang out with their fellow students. However, if it was indeed a law to be followed inside the campus, the two of them were surely the first to ever abide and violate it. “You have not told me where you live yet,” Well asked Allen Mar
The Good Upclass Chapter 64: Only The Rich and The Healthy
“We are now here, sir!” The taxi cab driver reminded the guys when they finally landed at their chosen destination, the Don Betito Private Hospital. “Lucky you, the traffic was not that heavy, we are able to arrive here ten minutes earlier than the estimated time of arrival.” The taxi cab driver jumped out of his seat, opened the door of the car on his side, and then maneuvered around to open the door of Well in the front seat and of Allen Mar in the backseat. “Thank you very much, sir,” Well said as he handed the driver his fair payment with excess cash for a tip. “Take care of yourself, sir. And thank you again for driving us all the way up to here. I really appreciate it,” Well added as he tucked his hands into his pocket and walked right next to his friend, Allen Mar. Together, they walked into the vicinity of the huge, mostly colored blue and white building of the Don Betito Hospital. “No problem, sir. Just like what I have told you before, I don’t mind giving you of service.
The Good Upclass Chapter 65: Quick Turn of Events
The two new friends walked further and with each step they took, a new discovery had been uncovered. Stuff like golden door knobs, and cobblestones made of sapphires caught their attention. “Good Lord, this place is so sick!” Allen Mar yelled as soon as he recognized those small but impossible not to be seen details. “Are you really sure I am admitting here? Because I still can’t fathom the fact that this would bring down all your fortune at once! I won’t be surprised anymore if their injections and other medical equipment are made out of gold, too!” Allen Mar yelled in wonder and amazement. However, even he, himself, found it difficult to figure out if that amazement he felt was a positive one or a negative one. Because really, the faces of the boys were enough to justify that Allen Mar was not exaggerating and making things sound intense. He did not have to do it. “You have been asking the same question for like twenty times already. Do you think repeating it would guarantee a diff
The Good Upclass Chapter 66: Something's Wrong, Something's Fishy
When the doctor told Well to just wait outside until the immediate operation was over, Well could not help but just obey with the rules. However, deep inside him, he was already anxious, nervous, and panicking. Emotions had been mixing up in his stomach that he found it very difficult to breath anymore. They had been clogging his throat, making him lose control of his breathing. Different scenarios had been playing in his head to the extent that he was lost already and could not distinguish the reality from the hallucinations. Hope had been the only chance he had. And although his abdomen churned in fear, and the back of his neck had been filled with goosebumps, Well only braved the situation and sat on one of the chairs at the waiting area, believing in his friend, Allen Mar that he would survive the operation no matter what. Prayers came out of his lips unconsciously without him knowing it. His nerves had never been feeling this tight. The flowing of blood all over his body had bee
The Good Upclass Chapter 67: Allen Mar Is Missing
Well did not know what move he should do next. He did not know what to believe as well. Everyone seemed to be lying. Everything seemed to be skeptical. Every place seemed to be dangerous. He thought, now that his friend Allen Mar had suddenly disappeared without really leaving any traces, he had nowhere to go to. He was his only safe haven— at least that was what he thought. Well believed that whatever it was that had been happening, there should always be a reason why it happened. And in this case, no one else would be much willing to take all the odds and brave the east wind to find the truth behind every mystery. He gave himself a few minutes to let everything sink in. It was hard at first, of course. But now that he had finally acknowledged the fact that none of it was unreal and danger and mystery were indeed lurking around the corners, he pulled himself up and began taking necessary actions that he thought he needed to make. Well was not a detective. He will never be. However,
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