Chapter 3: Clubs and Deputy

"Have you been to their concerts?" She asked. How should I answer her? Should I say yes? Or no? I think it is safer to say no. That way we will be on the same level.

"No. Their concert was always sold out. And I was still a highschool student at that time. I had no money to pay the scalplers at that time."

"And here I am, I bought almost 80% marked up price and only get refunded the original price. I know, I still believe! One day, they will come back and at that time, I'll make sure to ask compensation for that!!" Here we go, her energy is already spiking up now. 

In recent years, even tho I was busy with college, trying to get the most academic Achievement I could, I gave myself time to hear those new bands. Some of them are really good, some are just so so. Some of them breaks up and disbands too but never have I heard a band coming back together again in such small span of time. But it's better to keep it for myself. 

"Yeah. I'll make sure to go watch with you."

Then suddenly, her expression changed into shock.

"... Uhh? What with that expression?"

"Are you asking me out?"

Huh? Did I? My voice rangs in my head in replay of what I said... Oh yeah. That kinda sounds like that...

"No no! Like, how I should explain it."

"No. It's alright.. no one really wants an old woman like me.." the lithium battery seemed to be on it's edge.

"Hey!! Uhh... Uhh.. you're pretty alright? There's no way you're not. Cross my heart!" What should I say.. uhh. Tell her that she's sexy as well? Girls liked to be called that, right? But I don't wanna sound creep. 

"Hahahahahahaha!" The sound of her laughter pulled me out of the abyss that is slowly swallowing me up. "Hey, I was just kidding. Let at your face. You look like you've seen ghost or something."

"Okay you got me." She continued to laugh at her side. I picked up the paper that I was focused on earlier and hid my face from further embarrassment. This is one of my weaknesses, women. I had bo girlfriend in college even in highschool, I was too busy for it. I had no yime to focus on them and I'm kind of a bit shy when it comes to those things.

"Have you thought of a club to moderate?"

Thank god she changed the topic.

I brought back to the pile of same papers the homeroom activity sheet I was holding. "I haven't really thought of that. Nothing comes onto my mind to be honest."

"How about being my club deputy?"

"Before I decide Can I ask something first?" There has been something that was bugging me ever since the club topic in the faculty started.

"Yeah?"

"What does a deputy usually do?"

"Hmm. It actually depends on how every club made it. For example.."

"On sports team, Usually the deputy will act as a coach or staff of the reserves or second team, or usually when mixed, the Moderator and Deputy will go head to head. I heard one time, they had to scout gor potential players too at some point from their reserve roster."

"In art based, usually the Moderator does the managerial work. Such as finding the exhibits to put their work, find art tours, find sponsors on the club's own exhibit. And it's the deputy who really knows how to do the stuffs and do the everyday work like teaching for example."

"As for the Hobby based ones, some of them are not in need of deputy. Mostly the reason is that he club has low member count. Deputy is only needed when the member count exceeded the number a club's average."

I see now. I thought the Deputy is just there as back up. 

"Do you have a club that you're moderating?"

"Yeah?! I started as a deputy in the past and now I'm the moderator of it. It's been my home for the last 5 years ever since I stepped foot in this school."

"Oh wow. The club you belong in must be good, right?"

"Of course!! Aside from the sports clubs, our club boasts a rich history and accolades we garnerned for years. We were actually known in our field."

"Hooo. Alright alright. I'll take that offer. Since it's actually my first year, I think it's better off to be a deputy for now until I find the club I wanna build."

What I said was actually half true. But the reason why I really accepted the offer was the fact that I wanna do something new. This could be the right opportunity for it.

"Anyways, What club are you moderating by the way? And the way you are selling this club to mez you seemed to be so proud of it?"

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"It's a secret. I'll tell you on friday when the club meetings had started."

"Okay.. that made me feel like your club is kind of dangerous."

I heard there are rogue clubs these days. There are event teachers that applies for a certain type of club but they do a different thing inside it. So far, I havent heard any creepy type of clubs around which I think is a good thing. And looking at her, her outward appearance and countenance, I doubt she's the type who would do something strange? But let's just say, she's a witch or something with a giant pot dumping all sorts of weird herbs and anything you can say creepy on it and a stick to stir the pot. And lastly the witch's laugh that will rang across the night sky. Okay okay. This is too much already. AndI would cry if that is indeed the case. I can opt out as well, right?

"Hey! Don't you trust me? Don't worry. Everything will be okay."

The way she sounded really doesnt made me feel any better. But it's alright. There's no harm on it, I guess? Bert, don't be fooled by her force, alright?

"Alright."

....

*Ringg*

The school bell woke everyone from their concentration as they were on their final sprint of their Quiz. The bell signified the end of class and the time when they have to pass their paper to me.

"Everyone. Pass your paper here in my desk. Finished or not. And you can go to each of your clubs."

"""Uhh."""

"Did you finish it?"

"No, you?"

"Not even half!"

Hearing those words, I couldn'y help but laugh inside me, I could see myself during my highschool days. Math really is a pain wether you like it or not.

I picked up my phone from my pocket and see the message notification. It came from christine.

'go to the left wing of the building ground floor beside the basement. Meet me there, knock three times.'

Huh? Why does she have to make jt sound like we're gonna do somethig else?

I hid it right away since the students are already coming towards my desk, i don't want them to see such message that could be misinterpreted.

In less than a minute, there is only a couple of students remains and everyone had given their papers.

"Marcus! Going to club?"

"Yeah. To Classical. You, baseball right?"

"Yeah. But Why classical tho?"

"The club sucks, I heard our club will be disbanded. I don't want to be transfered to anothdr club i don't like when that happens."

"I see. Ehat happened tho?"

The two students left and I went out as well. Going to the faculty first to drop the quiz papers and start walking towards the left wing building.

There is a door under the stairs which is one of the storange room basements of the school. Since she said to knock on the next door,

*One two three*

The door suddenly opened and before I could greet her, a hand grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards inside the storage room.

Oi oi oi!!!! What is this!?

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