The days flew by, and aside from the upcoming debate, nothing else was discussed. Naturally, Dash disliked losing, especially making a fool of himself, so he truly exerted effort to prepare for the debate.
At the Hale residence, the family was having lunch in their enormous villa. Dash's father, Frederick, had changed his attitude significantly, but in Dash's eyes, it wouldn't make a difference since he knew exactly what kind of man his father was.
His mother also tried, but it was uncomfortable for everyone except his younger siblings, who led lives like any other children their age. As the chosen successor to the family's wealth, Dash had been raised to protect the family fortune. While many might see this as a good thing, Dash never felt fortunate or happy. If his happiness was affected by this, he would have chosen not to be the heir to all that wealth. However, now that he couldn't do much about it, he needed to maintain appearances.
At the moment, everyone coexisted, contributing what was necessary to maintain harmony. Each family meal carried a mix of emotions, and everyone had different thoughts in their minds. Sometimes, many weren't in the mood to eat, but as their duty was to coexist, that's what they did.
While Dash ate his scrambled eggs, he looked at his happily-filled siblings and sighed. At least they wouldn't have to go through everything he did. He envied them a bit, and that elder brother feeling was rarely present when looking at them.
Elena looked at her eldest son and asked, "You have your debate today. Will they allow people from outside the school to listen to it?"
"I'm not sure. Since it's a school that's relatively far away, we only know that the debate will be a bit long," Dash replied briefly but made his intentions clear. Firstly, he knew his mom didn't have time to visit a school just to watch a debate. She had been making it clear throughout her life: raising Dash, that time is money, and she wouldn't waste it on trivialities.
"You can probably watch the recordings if they stream them online. The school will likely broadcast it, so don't worry," Frederick said while looking at data on a smart tablet.
"Can you take us, big brother?" "Yes, and you could also buy us a large ice cream." "I'll bring you a huge ice cream with vanilla, chocolate, and mint flavors." Dash replied briefly, finishing his breakfast.
"Dash, where are you going?" Elena looked at her son, who was getting up.
Dash, who wanted to arrive early, said, "I have to help Devon with some things about the debate, so I'm leaving early to have everything organized."
Frederick nodded and said, "Good luck with the debate; remember to always maintain character."
"Count on it, Dad..."
Without saying another word, Dash went to Devon's house, where they would pick up the documents they had been working on for the past few days.
...
Daisy looked at the students ready to travel; all of them were the most capable for the debate, and some were there for moral support. Her smile was magnificent because she knew this group would win. However, her smile froze when she saw a boy with a somewhat questionable hairstyle.
"Hawk, what time did you leave the party?"
A tall boy asked from afar, and Eli, who was smiling, shouted, "I don't remember, but you owe me the bet from yesterday."
When Hawk walked towards the bus, he looked at a glasses-wearing boy who handed him a sign and said, "Get out of my damn sight, four eyes."
At that moment, Demetri, who had approached from the other end, said, "If we have spare time, we could visit the national aquarium for the protection of wild turtles with starshells."
"Oh my God, what the hell are you doing here, Eli?"
Hawk looked at Demetri and furrowed his brows as he approached. "No, that's my question. What the hell are you doing here?"
"He invited me; Dash did. I believe, for obvious reasons, that you don't belong to the debate team, so if you're smart enough, you'll know why we're here, you and me," Demetri said, realizing that this was Dash's plan to bring them together.
Hawk furrowed his brows even more and asked, "Do you think I'm an idiot?"
Daisy, who knew there was a bit of a bad attitude between these two boys, approached and asked, "Is there a problem?"
"Oh, Professor Daisy, they just lost all their savings in a basketball game, so they're a bit upset." Dash, who appeared on time, held Hawk and Demetri on each side. "Of course, they're great friends, so there won't be any problem."
"Mr. Hale, please ensure order among your selected, or I'll have to take action," the teacher told Dash before boarding the bus.
"Of course, there won't be a problem, right, friends?" Dash said, tightening his grip on his friends' collars.
Demetri, who was feeling increasingly suffocated, nodded and said, "Of course, there is no problem between us."
"That's right, what he said," Hawk said, nodding with a slightly unnatural look.
At that moment, Dash got closer to his friends and said, "I guess you both don't want to lose your days off and extra points, so I suppose you both know exactly what to do during the trip."
"You're going to end up choking us if you tighten the grip on our collars a bit more."
"Oh, sorry, get on now," Dash said, pushing his friends without giving them a chance to refuse.
Devon, who came from behind, said, "It was a bad idea from the beginning. Do you really think it's worth it?"
"I want to believe that," Dash said, smiling slightly.
New Novel: Teen Wolf: Hunter, Don't Shoot My Friend
"Miguel, I thought you wouldn't come since I didn't see you outside." Dash was surprised to see Miguel on the bus and greeted him as soon as they locked eyes.
Miguel smiled faintly and said, "Well, I thought maybe taking a breath of fresh air could help me handle my problems better and, in the process, improve my attitude towards people who don't know me."
"You're right about that." Dash walked towards where Devon was and sat beside her without saying anything else.
Interestingly, Hawk sat at the back, and the person who sat next to him was Demetri, who was looking for a good spot to read his comics in peace. "Before you get all dramatic, I did try to find other places, but Professor Daisy sent me to this seat, so behave."
"Don't tell me what to do."
The rest of the people on the bus, which were no more than twenty students, all tried not to look at the duo, who seemed to have many problems.
"Why is a bully coming with us?" asked a glasses-wearing boy, looking at Hawk, who had blue hair.
Another boy in the group replied, "Possibly, he's with us to defend us from other guys who might report us to the school we're going to."
"That makes sense. How didn't I think of that before?"
Near that discussion, Devon shook her head and murmured, "This is mind-blowing."
To think that Hawk and other Cobra Kai guys had come with Dash's group for the trip where the debate would take place is seriously hard to believe. And now, everyone thinks they are somehow protectors of the weaker ones, which is even more mind-blowing.
On the side, Dash had remained silent all along. As the instigator of the chaos that was unfolding, he preferred to try and close his eyes and listen to music in silence. In fact, he couldn't say much in these situations because he was simply a spectator after creating magic on this trip. In a way, it made it more interesting, and this was his contribution to making the trip more intriguing. The problem was that he was the one who had to solve the problems if they arose.
'Is it really worth it?' Dash silently wondered as they approached the school. Dash couldn't stay still because the consequences of fighting in a school that wasn't his would be more complicated than a simple expulsion. But being in a different place, it's hard to imagine that the guys would want to fight; at least that's what he thought.
"From what I've heard, there are good dojos in the area we're heading to."
"Let's not talk about karate when we're about to engage in a debate."
"Hmm, then, what are the chances of us winning this debate against Seaford School?" Dash opened his eyes and looked at Devon, who was reading a book criticizing the education system.
Devon looked up, and after thinking about it, she said, "We have good arguments, but we're also morally on the weaker side."
What Devon meant by this is that many didn't want to accept that technological evolution would bring problems rather than benefits. In other words, many jobs would cease to exist, and people wouldn't find that fair. Nowadays, if you say something against morality, many come out shouting about injustice.
"Then we should address those concerns by talking about other dojos that are in competition."
"We shouldn't."
"We have to."
"No..."
"So, what am I supposed to do after the debate in this place?"
Dash wasn't sure if they would have time after class simply because they were coming from far away. For that reason, they needed to leave very soon after finishing the debate.
"We'll figure something out," Devon said, turning her attention back to the book in her hands.
After many hours of travel, the bus arrived at the school grounds, and some teachers who were attentive to their arrival were waiting for them in the parking lot.
While Professor Daisy got off to greet them, Dash stood up and said, "We're here for one thing, and that is to win. We are the competition, so there will be a bit of hostility towards us, but we must not get aggressive."
"If one of them responds aggressively, I'll break their face." Hawk and two more Cobra Kai guys were sure of that.
Miguel, on the side, asked, "Aren't we here to change?"
"That..."
Confused by everything that was being said, Dash waved his hands and shouted, "Get your things and follow us; don't separate."
Getting off the bus, everyone walked in an orderly manner to where they were being directed.
"Welcome to Seaford High School, where education meets an inspiring environment. Our school grounds extend over a dynamic landscape, merging green spaces with modern facilities," a woman said, handing out energy drinks to each student.
"We have innovative classrooms and vibrant sports areas; each corner is designed to foster learning and academic excellence."
Daisy forced a smile and muttered, "They have so much energy..."
"Do you know that woman?" Devon looked at the expressions of that woman and asked.
Daisy looked towards where Devon was pointing and replied, "She's my debate rival. We've had many discussions, and we certainly have our differences. All I ask is that you crush them; don't let them breathe in the debate."
"Oh..." Dash fell even more silent. Were they being led by a teacher or someone who came with more personal intentions?
New Novel: Teen Wolf: Hunter, Don't Shoot My Friend
Das könnte Ihnen auch gefallen
Kommentar absatzweise anzeigen
Die Absatzkommentarfunktion ist jetzt im Web! Bewegen Sie den Mauszeiger über einen beliebigen Absatz und klicken Sie auf das Symbol, um Ihren Kommentar hinzuzufügen.
Außerdem können Sie es jederzeit in den Einstellungen aus- und einschalten.
ICH HAB ES