"Whoa, I can't believe we're submitting yet another letter from the Alpha shortly after the first one," Pepper whispered to Amber. They're in the faculty room now, and Amber is so lucky because she has already handled the leave of absence request with her class adviser.
Really.
When it comes down to it, she's always prepared.
Meanwhile, Pepper was happy because she was able to convince Amber to accompany her this time.
One might be wondering how they're together when they don't even share the same lunch breaks…
Well, the reason for that is… today is the day they're going to leave for Talgar.
Hence, they're already marked absent for their classes.
Though Alpha Severus had a prior talk to the school board regarding the pull-outs, formalities were still necessary. That's why paperwork exists.
The Beta had distributed copies of the official letter signed by the Alpha to all participating trainees, and that very piece of paper was what they needed to submit to their respective instructors.
Salt was currently waiting outside the faculty room.
Pepper was the one who lost rock, paper, scissors.
And as a consequence, she was made to submit the letter by herself—and listen to their adviser's boring reminders alone.
Amber is a god-send.
Even if she had no business with her teacher, she still agreed to go.
"I know…" Amber sighed softly. "I'm not ready to fail a series of tests again."
"Are you… still hung up on your theoretical ranking?" Pepper treaded carefully. "I thought you didn't care about written exams and quizzes…"
Amber let out a gasp. "Don't say that. I still care about my scores, though they aren't exactly my priority. I'm just worried that my practical exams won't save my grades in the end."
"Do you have like… a baseline? That you might want to consider for your overall ranking?"
Amber pouted a little. "If I said no, would that be alarming?"
Pepper held her friend's hand, and nodded profusely. "I think it's better to set a benchmark for yourself. Do you want to aim for the top?" She tried to search for the truth in her gaze. "Overall?"
But…
Amber's answer had her staggering a bit.
"No."
"No?" It was too late for Pepper to realize that she practically shouted the word inside the faculty. One of the teachers shushed her with a warning look. Embarrassed, she apologized to them while biting the insides of her cheek.
She just couldn't believe it. Amber said 'no' without any hesitation at all.
Isn't she working on her talents all this time?
Pepper thought that the reason behind her hard work was to be an honor student!
Though she had started having her own doubts when she noticed that Amber had little concern over school tests…
But now, hearing her say it outright…
Of course, she was shocked!
When Pepper saw that the members of the faculty already went back to what they were doing, she turned to face Amber with eyes as wide as saucers. "No? Really? But you've been working hard! I don't understand."
It was Amber's turn to whisper in her ear. "I work hard to get strong. The practical category serves as my basis for development. That's all."
"What…?"
Amber just nodded at her with a faint smile playing on her lips.
"If that's the case… then, what are you getting strong for?"
"Re…" Amber drawled, "…go."
"Y-you're kidding!" Pepper exclaimed in a whisper. "Are you leaving us? The pack? When?"
"Leaving is a sad word. I'd prefer to call it… going for a search."
"Who are you searching for? Or is it a 'what'? And what does the King have to do with it? Wait, you're plenty serious right now. It's scaring me! It's my first time hearing these plans…"
Amber chuckled softly. "I'll tell you some other day."
"No…! Why can't it be now?" Pepper whined.
"Because your adviser is already here."
Salt was wearing earphones, and listening to music when he suddenly heard his sister's high-pitched voice.
For him to hear it loud and clear… it only means she was that loud!
What the hell is going on in there?
Did their class adviser scold her?
That suspicion, however, got erased in a blink of an eye when he saw the person in question walking down the hallway, carrying multiple books in her hands. His brows furrowed in confusion. He was wondering what was taking them so long inside, then it turned out that they had been waiting for their teacher to arrive.
That's right.
They forgot that she had a class at this hour.
Salt stood up, and walked toward their class adviser. And without saying a word, he retrieved the books from her, and said, "We're here to forward the letter to your office…"
They stopped by the door where his teacher also took the books back. "Aren't you coming?"
"No."
"And why is that? It's not just Pepper who will be away for two weeks. You'll have to hear my reminders, too."
"I'll just hear the details from my sister."
"Who says you can do that?"
Salt inhaled sharply. "I can't?"
"You can't. Now, go inside!"
He groaned in protest, and took one step back. "I'll get myself some pain reliever from the clinic. See you around, Ms!"
"Hey! Why are you suddenly running…? Come back here! Oh, God, that child…"
Pepper and Amber stared at the now empty chair where Salt was supposed to sit while waiting for them. Pepper's class adviser talked to her for just five minutes, and then she let her go after that. The teacher just wished them luck, and reminded her that their absences might affect their grades drastically this time around because two weeks was quite a long time.
They will just be given make-up exams for the most important subjects, but as for the minor activities… it's unfortunate that they will have to automatically receive a 'zero'.
The school management has decided on that to show fairness to the other students.
It has indeed become quite an issue that the pack members of River Severn can still enjoy full marks, despite the number of their absences, as long as they do well on the make-up exams.
That's why Woodridge Academy has come to a decision where the opinions of the majority won't be neglected.
Pepper is cool with it for the most part since she's confident with her overall grades, but Amber…
She could only gawk at Pepper's class adviser who explained the commitment that the school had come up with.
Her adviser never mentioned anything of the sort…!
"Where did that idiot go?"
When Pepper didn't receive a response from her best friend, her gaze flew toward her. "Why are you suddenly being quiet…"
"I need to study…?" Amber appears as if she's talking to herself.
"Earth to Amber! Hello!"
She turned to her, eyes questioning. "Yes?"
"Did you even hear what I said…"
"Oh, Salt? I think he went that way," she said casually, pointing to the east hallway.
"How do you even know about that…"
Amber stared at her as if she had grown two heads. "His scent," she replied flatly—as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"You can still pick his scent even if the air is mixed with various scents of the other students?" Her mouth parted in shock.
"Is that your way of saying that you can't identify his scent in such cases?" Amber asked back, puzzled.
"Amber… normally, we can't. People can't. Unless we concentrate, hard. Besides, we came from the west hallway. Are you telling me that you can no longer detect his scent from that direction?"
"I can, but Salt headed to the east. His scent is stronger there."
"I'll have to breathe in so much microbes in the air first before I can pinpoint which way he took."
"Microbes," Amber laughed. "That's a good one."
"No, I wasn't joking! Your directional sense of olfaction is astounding."
"A compliment all of a sudden…?"
Pepper shook her head, and dragged her friend with her. "You're two things in one. Exceptional and clueless. Don't argue with me."
"Okay," Amber conceded, still laughing. "There's a technique to it though."
"It's probably a difficult technique—one that you've been working on for your training."
"You're a fast learner. It should be relatively easy for you, Pepper. Just decide on a certain scent to be the default smell that you want to be picked up by your nose."
"Eh? Doing that doesn't mean I won't be able to smell food, people's perfume, chemicals from the lab anymore… You're asking for the impossible."
"It's an overfamiliarization phenomenon. It's a matter of getting used to it."
"Ha! You have to be at least under the influence of drugs to hyperstimulate your senses in such a way!"
"That's not a good joke, Pepper! People might hear us and misunderstand!"
Pepper huffed cutely. "Because you keep mentioning things which are beyond my comprehension…"
"I can teach you the technique if you want."
She suddenly stopped to face her. She was grinning ear to ear. "Really?"
"Just say so…" Amber offered her a warm smile. "I'm more than happy to teach you."
"I… I thought it would rude for me to ask! It was the fruit of your hard work after all…" She unconsciously tightened her grip on her arm in excitement. "Being able to formulate a technique like that… I bet Salt would be interested to learn, too!"
"I'll detail the steps later. Where do we go next?"
"After reuniting with my idiot brother, do you want to wait for them, too?"
Amber tilted her head. "Them?"
"The other trainees that we'll work with! I think they're here at school, too, to submit the letters. Should we go back to the pack together? It's a good way to establish a bond with them!"
Amber's eyes twinkled in anticipation.. "Sounds brilliant to me."