Chapter 2 Coming out of comfort.

Ella walked into Mr Frank's class. It was her worst subject ever, History. She hated the subject but had to do it because it was among her subjects and an important one at that.

She looked around for Alex but couldn't find her. "Where could that girl be?"

Just then, from a corner of the class, Alex appeared. She waved so that Alex would see her.

"Why are you late?" Ella whispered.

"Why are you whispering?" Alex asked.

"Just answer me." Ella was being persistent.

"Nothing, just that I didn't wake up early. So how was your holiday? You didn't even visit me." Alex said as she faked anger.

"Am sorry but you also didn't visit me." Ella tried to defend herself. They had gone on a little summer break and were back to school.

"Yeah, but you know my Mum gave birth right? So I have been busy."

"Oh yes, am sorry. I will definately visit." Ella was still whispering. Alex smiled.

"No problem." Alex said just as Mr Frank walked inside. Mr frank was a short man, it was literally the first thing anyone noticed about him. He had big mouth and a small nose which was a weird feature for a teacher. The pupils always identified him as the short teacher."

"I have something to tell you later." Alex was the one whispering to Ella this time.

Ella gave Alex a knowing smile. "I hope it is not what am thinking because I know that smile of yours."

Alex smile broadened.

1 hour

** 1 hour later ***

Ella and Alex were sitting down beside the "big" tree. It was called the big tree because it had such shade that students usually go there to rest.

"Am soo hungry." Alex said

"Me too but we have to wait." Ella answered. "What did you want to talk to me about?"

"Oh, you remembered?"

Ella smiled. "That was all I thought about all through the history class, I didn't understand one word Mr Frank said.

"He was talking about the modern Museum, the one we were supposed... " Alex stopped as she remembered that Ella wouldn't like the path she was trying to take now.

"Just tell me, ok?"

"Ok ok. I saw a guy." Alex said and when she didn't say anything more, Ella asked.

"And?"

"What do you mean?" Alex asked in a confused manner. "That's it."

"Wait, is that it. God! I thought it was important."

"Is that not important? Don't be rude ok? It doesn't suit you."

"Am not trying to be rude. It's just that I actually thought it was something important. So what happened to the guy?" Ella asked without concern.

"I just saw him and he looked back at me and he was sooooo handsome and cute. He had..."

"Let's go and eat. Come on." Ella said as she stood and drew Alex along with her. "The line is reduced."

"You don't want to hear me out right?" Alex faked annoyance.

Ella just ignored her. "What do you want to eat? I want ice cream."

"You always want ice cream."

Ella suddenly stopped and laughed. That was no lie, she just loved ice cream so much. She just couldn't help herself.

"What's so funny?" Alex asked. "Let's go." Alex was pushing her forward.

Two minutes later, they were enjoying two plates each of hot delicious hamburger.

***

Francis looked around him. He couldn't tell where the head office was. He certainly needed help but he was sure he wouldn't ask his brother. He found the cafeteria and just then, he knew he had to eat or he might faint.

So he slowly and steadily walked there. There were a lot of people there, he could see. He only hoped he would find a spot for himself. He met the woman in charge and in two minutes, He was munching his snacks. He looked around and suddenly became confused. He didn't know what next he had to do. He started regretting why he didn't accept his mother's request to help him with the school registration.

"Let me go with you." His mother had offered to help him but he refused.

"I can do it on my own." He had told his Mother. He would look like a baby if his mother had come with him for his registration but thinking about it now, he felt that he should have agreed. It would save him this frustration that he was feeling.

"It's not my fault," He thought and said out loudly. "I didn't want to come here anyway."

He turned to see students looking at him but he didn't care. He had to find a way to finish his registration today or he would go back to walking around the school like a forgotten child.

He finished his yogurt and went back into the hallway in front of him. He saw a guy who was wearing a pink shirt which seamed weird to Francis. He didn't know what to do but he knew that he needed help to find his way around.

"Why would a guy wear pink?" He thought as he stopped. He thought of approaching him but was confused. He thought that if a guy could wear pink in public, it was certain that he's really nice. He decided to stop making up stories in his head and just meet the guy.

"Hi." He approached him finally.

The guy turned, "Hi." He was holding a book which seemed too heavy for him.

"Please can you show me the office of the head teacher. It is important."

"You came for registration?" The pink guy asked. He was seriously searching for something in that huge book. He didn't look that bad and he was nice.

"Yes." Francis answered even though he didn't want to. "I am and I need to finish the entire process today." He couldn't trust him or anyone yet.

The guy looked up. "Am Luke, I also did my registration but it was also during the holidays. You know it is more easier then." Luke was talking fast that Francis couldn't comprehend what he was saying but he found out that Luke was a new student like him.

"Registering now is so tedious and tiring, you have to go to the principal's office and wait and even then he might not register you on that same day meaning you have to return the next day." Luke explained in an insensitive way.

Francis nodded as he said these things but he was concerned about one thing. To be done with this whole tiring process.

"I will direct you to his office. Follow me." Luke said and started walking. He was walking fast and Francis was thankful for that but he was walking like someone who didn't know his way around. He stopped sometimes and looked around biting his lower lip. He was much shorter than Francis but he was bad looking. He had dimples which was cute whenever he smiled.

Francis slowly followed and kept wondering that maybe this guy was just wasting his time. He had to be patient and find out but he prayed, for the guy's sake, that he wasn't just wasting his time.

They walked for two minutes and entered into an inner room which had lovely seats. The room was decorated in a lovely way and Francis guessed it was the principal's office. The walls were green in colourand the chair pink.

"Seat here," Luke pointed at a chair and said. "He will attend to you soon. Hopefully."

Francis sat down quietly and waited.

**

Francis lived in a very polished house with his parents who were always careful. He had careful parents especially his mother, which he didn't like all the time. He had his own separate room while his brother, Tony, had his.

He was always thought to do things carefully so it won't affect his future. His elder brother was nice and all but they didn't always get along.

Francis walked into his house. He already knew his Mum wouldn't be home but he wasn't sure where his Father was at. He dropped his bag and went into the kitchen. He wanted some milk. He took out the tin of milk inside the fridge and poured some for himself.

He heard some noise from the huge bedroom and immediately knew that his Father was home.

"Good afternoon, Dad." Francis greeted.

"When did you come back?" John asked.

John was a tall man, who loved food and would do anything for it, literally. He had dark brown eyes with dimples on his face.

"Just now." Francis answered. "Are you going out?"

"Yes, am going to see James."

James was John's friend, a short guy that Francis never liked. He looked grumpy.

"Ok. Am going up to my room."

"Where is your brother?" John asked even though he knew what Francis would say.

"I don't know." Francis disappeared into the corne that lead to his room.

John simply nodded.