TRANSMIGRATION: HIGH SCHOOL'S LOVE CIRCLES

CHAPTER 1

DECEMBER 3, 2021.

Adriana's POV.

I breathed heavily and tore my dim eyes open straight to the wobbly mirror that hung opposite my bed. I had the horrifying dream again. I quickly stood up and switched off the ceiling fan in my room when its booming sound kept remembering me of my bad dream, its sound was just like a background soundtrack of my dream. I've had the dream several times and had told my mom about it but she wouldn't just take it so seriously all she could do was stop me from watching Horror movies, moreover, what else could she have done?

I have heard a lot of stories about dragon shifters, werebears, werewolves, and feral humans from my late granny but a scenario where a dead would come back again to live was a one in a million I least expected. How does it even happen? Is it scientifically proven?

There was this guy who have been appearing to me in my dream since I was eight years old. He comes to me in a Martial artist uniform and calls himself my love. He even said he had waited for me to be reborn again after waiting for hundreds of years. I had a dream yesterday and I saw him again.

I exclaimed as I turned my face to the wall clock beside me, the long hand of the clock just struck 12, it was 7:oo am already. It was on a Monday morning when all the junior students of the Campbell academy would go for their transition examination to further their studies. I didn't know why I slept that much despite my anti-sleep pills, thank God for the bad dream that woke me up from the supernatural world.

I applied a paste to my brush, hung my pink towel over my neck, and moved to the bathroom. A few minutes later, I moved out to my room for my school dress.

I was wearing a canvas to my left leg when I heard the horn of the school bus outside. I descended the stairs of my room but toe-walked when I got to the front of my dad's room.

" Adriana!!" My dad called my name when my neck jewelry fell from my neck.

" Morning dad, I am late for the transition examination already, see you later" I muttered in a motion immediately I heard his voice else he would ask me where I went to last night with my friend Zoey, and not even at that time when I was late for my examination already.

The faces I saw in the front seats of the bus were new, I was so timid to just look up to where I was going because all their eyes were on me.

I bent my face down and moved faster to the seat allocated to me until I finally got to my seat.

Andrew slide his hand over my head backward, it was annoying not until he slid his hand to my sight and showed me the comb that I forgot in my hair in the process of me rushing to meet the school bus.

"Thank you!" I smiled back at him but was embarrassed.

I moved my head to dilly-dally and looked around shamefully when I heard laughter from behind. I taught the students were laughing at me over my forgetting comb not until I saw them pointing their fingers at a guy approaching a seat on the bus, meanwhile, I was timid when I saw that the only place the guy could seat was beside me and I had no choice but to adjust and allow him to the seat.

I gasped in fear when I discovered that the guy approaching a seat on the bus was the guy who have been appearing to me in my dream a few years ago. Could he be the one I was seeing? I doubted. I had never believed in such mysteries but the consternation unfolded in my eyes made me two-minded. I wiped my face with my hand maybe I was hallucinating, taking my hand off my face made the guy glare at my sight again. Now I was convinced he was the one.

He was broad, cute, tall, and wearing a Martial artist uniform just as he used to be in my dream world.

He walked majestically to his seat with his hand clasped behind and not even minding how people were making a jest out of him, he wasn't even shy. He made his way to his seat and sat while his leg was crossed over the other.

I sat down well and redress when I discovered the students weren't laughing at the Martial artist guy sitting close to me but the crippled girl that arrived later.

" Good morning!" I greeted the martial guy that just sat down beside me not that I was so scared of him but I was trying to call his attention to a black guy staring at him suspiciously by the left. The black guy's look was evil and terrifying but he couldn't just understand the gesture, " Morning!" He replied without looking at my side.

Andrew turned at me suspiciously as I speak to the air but he pretended as if he didn't see me. It seemed the guy in Martial artist uniform was invisible to everyone except me but I didn't know. I was so curious to see my horrifying dream sitting close to me so I couldn't think of anything else.

At this time, I chose to mind my business and tried to recall what I'd read so far.

The school bus was closed and the journey began.

A few minutes later, I dozed off when I was finding it difficult to recall what I'd read and tilted my head sideways to his shoulder unknowingly, the martial artist sitting close to me.

"Oh sorry" I quickly said when I regained my conscience, but he wasn't answering, he was maintaining the same position he was before I was lost to my thought.

Is he deaf?" I asked myself because I was becoming scared of him at that time.

The school bus landed.

"Where is he, and the black guy?" I asked myself when I couldn't find the Martial artist guy and the black guy who was staring at him suspiciously on the school bus.

I was amazed because I could gaze high at the first person in the front seat taking off her last step to the floor from the bus, so how did the Martial artist guy and the black guy move out of the school bus?

I began to think as we moved in alignment to the door of the bus, it seemed I was the only person that observed the magic that just happened, and not even Andrew could detect my forgotten comb. Well, I didn't blame Andrew the comb detector for not noticing the magic that happened a few minutes ago because it seems I was the only one that could see the Martial artist.

The western cool breeze of Li welcomed me as I took my last step off the bus, and sighted the Progressive School of Li where all the students would write their transition examinations.

"Are you okay at all?" Andrew asked me as he snapped his hand across my face and asked in pretense. Surely something must be happening to me after he caught me talking to the air even if I try to pretend.

"I am fine, thank you". I quickly regain myself and say and acted as if everything was fine.

I still marveled at the magic scenery that happened on the bus on the spot I was in while other students rushed to the examination hall.

"Andrew, please wait for me!" I called Andrew when I saw him taking bold footsteps to the examination hall. Though he was surprised I knew his name, he was my friend's longtime crush.

*****

I entered the examination hall and found a guy with a striking resemblance to the martial artist guy sitting in front of the hall. The guy was wearing a silky kimono suit with large sleeves from his shoulders down to his heels. His eyes were tempting and jaw-dropping. His smile caught me. I have never seen a guy so cute as he was till today.

The Martial artist guy! I shuddered extremely but was amazed at his cute face. He looks cuter when he was not in his Martial artist uniform. I wished he could be coming to my dream in this extravagant dress instead of the old Chinese Martial dress. Besides, how did he manage to change his dress in a few minutes? Or maybe this I was seeing was his twin brother, I taught and giggled.

"Hey, little girl, are you here for the examination?" Madam Yilva who was the mistress in charge of the examination paper snapped her hands to my face, calling me back from my taught and asked.

"Yes, yes.... yes, madam!".

"Then, take your question paper and move to sit at the back".

I moved sluggishly to her gesture direction but quickly turned my face at the cute guy again, and blushed extremely.

"Are you done?" Madam Yilva asked the cute guy that was sitting in the front barely a few minutes after I had my seat.

Though I saw him standing up when I was heading to sit at the back but I never expected him to be through with the examination at that time.

"Yes!" He replied and moved forward to madam Yilva, staring straight into my eyes from afar. I wish he could wait for me outside till I finish my paper but all he could leave behind was a suspended smile.

I turned my paper over again and saw the multiple questions and got amazed at how the cute guy could answer all the questions in a few minutes but I quickly focused on answering at least one question because all the questions were new to me.

After about an hour of struggling with question number 2 of the paper, madam Yilva said, "submit!", and of course, no one dares to copy from his colleagues. I had no other option but to stand up and submit my paper to her.

Moreover, we were only 4 students remaining.

I submitted the paper and moved out of the hall not minding what I wrote. I expected the least because the answer paper was as empty as it was before.

My mind was far away from where I was, I was ashamed in advance of the results not that my parents will insult me over my failure but my kid brothers may have me as the topic of the day if the result comes out. Do my parents care about my academics? All they cater for was my feeding and clothing.

I stumbled forward while I was waiting for the cab man to take me home by the roadside but hung in the air for some minutes. I looked back and saw the Martial artist guy that disappeared again holding me by my waist. The Martial artist guy has the same resemblance as the guy in a silky kimono suit, he saved me from falling to the ground.

I was becoming more confused and didn't know what was happening to me again. Am I dreaming? Maybe anyone should tap me and wake me up. I taught him he was in a kimono suit a few minutes ago. How come is he on his old Chinese dress again?

"Hmmm.....thank.... you" I quickly say and shivered but he didn't respond.

I took courage and held his hand when he wanted to go, of course, I was talking to a human and not a statue but he took off my hand from his body and parted his way.

I angrily entered a bus amidst confusion and headed back to my house around 12:45 PM.

CHAPTER 2

The examination I had yesterday at the progressive school of LI was discouraging. Apart from the cute guy I saw in the examination hall, nothing else gives me joy. Maybe I should go to tonight's party with my bestie, Zoey, and drink away my sorrow.

Zoey my friend got another party invitation by 9: 00 PM today and you know what that means. She always wanted me to be by her side during a party. I wondered why she preferred me to Kate, maybe I was prettier than Kate though.

I found my way outside my room after tricking my kid brothers to watch cartoons in the visitor's room and stepped out of the house suspiciously.

"Hey baby girl, I am here!!" Zoey whispered to me a few inches with her first finger crossed over her rossy lips.

"Zoey....... I was highly strung by her appearance, and right now my jaw dropped, and would soon fall to the ground.

Zoey was a very pretty girl with brains. She was intelligent and that was one of the reasons why I chose to be her closest friend. She had the best dress sense that wowed me anytime we were going for an important outing. She wowed me again. She was wearing a black form-fitting dress which exposed her curvy shape and show off her tempting thighs. Her legs were heavy as she flaunted Giuseppe Zanotti's strappy red hills while her bracelets were flickering.

I quickly rushed to her and gave her a warm hug before entering her SUV car.

The ignition was switched on and the ride began. It was rough but fun.

We finally arrived at the MEATPACKING DISTRICT party after minutes of teasing ourselves in the car.

The party ambiance was booming with bright illuminants. My eyes peered at a bluish swimming pool by the right through the car mirror, sending a relaxing Melody to my brain. If I had a knot in my stomach before now I have beautiful colorful butterflies as my gaze met bright flowers with seductive scents. I had no sorrow to think of anymore, not even the transition examination I had yesterday.

I stepped my feet on the ground proudly and was full of myself not until Zoey staggered and fell to the floor unknowingly. She might have taken glasses of stouts before going to the Party. I turned my face to her on the floor shamefully and walked to her majestically, pretending she did it purposely. I took her left hand and helped her up to a table full of charcuterie snack trays, chocolate truffles, and strawberry wines.

I sat down close to Zoey to save myself from some embarrassment but sip my strawberry wine occasionally and swayed in the direction of the island breeze as some real rumbling bass lines were rolling in.

The music stopped in a jiffy and the grimmy hoedown was quiet like the solemn hours of the day. Everyone was enjoying the R&B before a guy in a cowboy dress walked up to the front of the party house with two girls by his sides. The guy was singing like Michael Jackson. Even my drunk friend raised her brows to stare at the guy immediately after he started shutting down the party house with POP. It was an emotional moment for me when the guy started singing, and I couldn't help it. It was like I was finding it difficult to remember what has happened to me before.

Hello, pretties!' Andrew uttered as he walked across us with a martini glass cup filled with Tennessee whiskey.

"Zoey, Andrew is here, he's here" I drew Zoey closer to me and said so that she could sit well and maybe stop the jargons she was saying. Her crush is here and she couldn't feel the moon anymore.

"He doesn't like night parties, Adriana" Zoey laughed unconsciously and pronounced.

" I would kiss his lips today!" Zoey added, touching my nose cone before Andrew finally get to us.

"Hello, Andrew!" I jumped at him and shook him as if nothing happened but he was sharp enough to notice the broken tears on my plumpy cheeks.

"Are you crying?" He asked.

"No, why did you ask?" I asked in pretense.

"I taught you never like night parties, Andrew" I quickly added and interrupted him.

" Yes. I came with my friend, Trevor!" Andrew said as he pointed his hand to the guy singing on the stage.

Andrew just said he came with his friend, the guy singing on the stage. I was happy to hear that from him because it was easy to access to meet the guy and learn the song he was singing. I have heard the song somewhere, and maybe I could remember it once again.

While I was having a conversation with Andrew, I glanced at a guy who has the same resemblance as the cute guy who wore a kimono suit on our examination day walking into the party house with his hand clasped behind.

"What's that?" Andrew spoke when he saw me staring at the air.

"I am fine, Andrew", I said disdainfully.

The guy was wearing dark-colored jeans and patent red corduroys with a long-sleeve button. His tempting eyes intoxicated me under his cowboy hat. He was such a definition of handsome.

The cute guy entered the party house and sat down alone, having sighted me staring at him.

This time, I decided to approach the cute guy sitting alone, I wasn't ready to miss him again.

"Hey come here!" Zoey said from the back as she staggered and kissed Andrew, and drew him close to the wall behind. It seemed they were sex angered with each other. They pull out their clothes and roll into a dark scene. It was an opportunity to approach the cute guy though.

I walked slowly towards the guy with a smile but he wasn't just smiling at me.

I gathered courage and went to sit down opposite the chair he was sitting in.

"Hey, handsome!" I uttered in a propitious way, resting my chin on my hands.

He looked me straight into the eyes and tilted his head up a bit; he was not responding.

"You must be a scholar, I was amazed at the way you answered those transition examination questions in a short time"

I said with a tempting smile to get his attention but failed.

"Zephyr!"

The guy finally spoke but what he said had no meaning to me. He was pointing his finger at me and calling me "Zephyr".

"Oh I am Adriana, not Zephyr"

He looked at me for some minutes and finally released a smile. I was happy to see him smile not until I saw two drops of tears roll down his face.

He moved up from the sit and moved away from me. I was so embarrassed when he stood up but I forced myself the sit not to make it obvious.

I lifted my head and saw people staring at me with their cameras. I even heard some people calling me a witch. I was confused, so I stood up in annoyance.

"What's happening here" I drew Samson closer to me and trembled in my voice.

" Oh, pretty girl are you alright?" Samson asked.

"It's none of your business, why are you guys staring at me like that?" I blew hot, hurling a sachet liquid at his face.

"Hmmm.....okay" the guy sighed depressed.

"Talk to me please!" I increased the pitch of my voice.

"You were...... talking..... to yourself"

Samson forced himself to say it, he was scared to hurt me.

"No, I wasn't talking to myself. I was talking to a guy on a cowboy hat, didn't you see him?"

"He was sitting down here"

I pointed my finger to where he was sitting before he left.

CHAPTER 3

I was alone in my room lost to my thought. I was bothered about the magic scenes that happened yesterday at the meatpacking district.

"Could I be talking to myself?" I put one finger of my hand in my mouth and taught of it again. I taught of telling my friend, Zoey, but wouldn't she be scared of me? No, I rather keep it to myself. Not that she was talkative like Kate but I was scared she might run away from me.

I stood up unwillingly and moved to my drawer, but I quickly soodle my busty breasts again, it seemed they were growing bigger than I expected, I rolled my sclera, and bite my lower lip a bit. Right beside my left hand was a storybook gifted to me by the old grandpa who was the shepherd at my former school. I never knew why the old man loved me that much when I was in school. I took the storybook called " TRANSMIGRATION" and dusted its cover on my pajama gown.

I opened my drawer and was shuffling my wears before my phone rang. I sluggishly slid the phone to my ear, I taught it was Zoey that was calling; I have made up my mind not to attend a night party with her anymore because I was scared to talk to myself again.

Surprisingly, it was Kate that was calling.

"Hey, Adriana, how have you been since all these days? you and Zoey left me to be alone all days".

I took a deep breath, and exhaled because the last time I checked we weren't in good times so what could have made her call? I quickly asked myself too.

" I am so sorry Kate, it wasn't intentional, sorry for what happened that day, Kate".

" It's nothing, guess what?".

"Kate I am not good at guessing, you know it".

" Just make a trial".

"Okay........., " Oh my God!" I was tensed and scared to miss my first trial before she interrupted.

" I have been admitted into the Progressive School of Li today".

"Wow," I said with my hand over my mouth.

I gave a fiendish smile and quickly remembered how I submitted my empty answer booklet. Now I know why she called. She called to make a jest out of me, she knew I wasn't that good academically. Of course, I was the poorest student among my friends but not dull anyways.

"Congratulated Kate!, When are you leaving for Li?" I said as my voice rattled.

"I will be there first thing tomorrow morning for my documentation, I am no more a little junior girl," Kate said as she laughed in pretense.

I was so jealous at that point and hung up the phone, that was the only thing I could do at that moment.

My heart was beating faster immediately after I had the call, I was regretting why I followed my brilliant Zoey to the nightclub a day before the examination. I was so worried but taught of the second chance of me entering a senior school to save myself from some embarrassment.

I hissed at my phone when it rang again. I taught Kate was calling again and refused to pick up.

A few minutes later, I heard the "Breen-breeng" notification sound on my phone, a message just entered from Zoey.

I was heartbroken as I gazed at the message, I guessed she texted me to tell me her admission status too. She was a brilliant student so I expected much from her.

I courageously picked up my phone when it rang again, I was ready to blow hot to either of them. It was Zoey that called.

" Hey, baby girl, congratulations!".

Zoey screamed and said.

"Zoey, are you still intoxicated by the brandy wine?, Congratulations for what?".

"Check your message, and spare me the pretense," Zoey said and hung up the phone.

I slowly slid my thumb to the message application, and saw a folder with the headline, " Congratulations, kindly check your score in the message below".

I touched the message, and was scared of my expectations and taken away from my face when I heard the "Tulum" sound of the phone, the message just opened.

I was mute for minutes after I saw the message on my phone, I wasn't understanding myself anymore. How can I be at the leading scores of the examination with an empty answer booklet?

If I have never believed in magic before, this miracle could make me a fan of magic.

I was wondering what was happening as my hand scrolled down the message. I was so confused the more when I saw the arrangements of the admission list.

"The black guy!" I exclaimed and shuddered extremely.

It was the black guy that was staring suspiciously in the school bus at the Martial artist guy beside me, I saw him among the admitted students. I scrolled to the left also and saw the picture of the cute guy who wore a kimono suit on the day of the examination.

I was sad when I saw the black guy and the martial guy among my coursemates. I fell on the bed confusingly as I taught about how the magic happened before sleep caught me unaware.