Arthit's POV
A stack of papers lands on the table before Knott takes a seat next to Prem.
"What is this?" Bright asks as he picks it up, looking at it. "Something to do with the festival?" Knott snorts.
"I got this in my email this morning," Knott explains, "N'Tew shared it with me."
"N'Tew?" Tutah asks, "He isn't working on the committee."
"Remember I said N'Tew kept telling me rules," Knott grumbles. We nod.
"He decided to put them on paper. He shared this with me this morning. And the little shit only gave me view rights!" Knott snaps, "I can't even comment on the damn document, much less edit!"
"Do not touch anyone," Bright reads off the paper. "He does realize this is a 'Kissing' Booth,′ right? How the hell are you not supposed to touch anyone?"
"Read the next one," Knott sighs.
"Do not look at anyone," Bright gapes at Knott.
"Yeah," Knott groans as he rests his head on the table.
"There are five pages!" Bright chokes out after he counts. "How could he come up with five pages of rules? You two are fvcking made for each other. You make a crazy-ass binder, and he writes a report for effing rules!"
Knott grabs the stack of papers from Bright and slaps Bright on the head with them.
"Shut it, asshole," Knott snarls.
Our nongs are out of control about this Kissing Booth, I think, as I bang my head on the table.
"Ai'Oon, are you ok?" Prem asks worriedly.
"Yeah," Bright grins evilly at me, "I have been meaning to ask why you have been wearing a turtleneck for the past few days? Cold?" I glare at him, wishing looks did actually kill.
"Leave me alone, Ai'Bright," I mutter, "I am not in the mood."
Before I can stop him, Bright reaches over and tugs my collar down.
"What the hell?" Bright shouts, "Are you dating a fvcking vampire?"
I slap his hand away and pull my collar back up. I see Kong sitting with his friends and looking over at me with a smug smile when he heard Bright.
"That's it," I growl. I grab my things and stand up to leave.
"Ai'Oon," Knott looks at me worriedly. "Where are you going? Afternoon classes are about to start."
"I am out of here," I bark as I glare at my boyfriend. All of us are just as worried about our boyfriends, but you don't see us doing ridiculous things. Lists of rules! Hickeys out the wazoo. Nope, not us. Are nongs have lost their ever-loving minds! I stomp out of the canteen.
Pretty soon, all the guys catch up to me.
"Where are you going, Ai'Oon," Prem grabs my arm to stop me.
"The bar," I hiss, "I need a drink."
"Me, too," snarls Knott, "A fvcking list."
Prem and Tutah look back at the canteen before trailing after us.
"Wait for me," Bright laughs as he runs up and throws his arms over Prem's and Tutah's shoulders. "Like I would pass up an opportunity to bunk class and drink."
Kongpop's POV
P'Arthit and his friends walked out of the canteen after I heard P'Bright ask him if he was dating a vampire. I know I shouldn't be proud of what I have done. I mean, P'Arthit has to wear a turtleneck to hide them nowadays. But every time I hear another person talking about how they hope my boyfriend is in the booth, I go crazy.
"Ai'Kong," Aim taps my shoulder, "Class. Let's go." I look over the direction of my P' left and sigh.
"OK," I say as I get up.
"I heard there would be seniors in the booth," a girl giggles as she walks by us.
"Really," her friend gasps, "Do you think the hazers will be in one?" We all turn and look at the group as they pass by us. I groan when I realize the one who asked about the hazers was a guy.
"I hope so," another girl giggles, "Do you think they will be in the booth more than once?"
My friends and I exchange looks. How many times are we in the booth? Is it just once or more? When the hell are they going to give us the details?
"Do you know how many times?" I ask my friends.
"No," Tew explains, "The meeting for the organizers is tomorrow. I don't think they have decided that. I know they had to add more booths."
"More booths!" Oak squeaks, "Why do they need more booths? I thought there would be a girl booth and a guy booth. I don't understand. Why would we need more than that?"
I agree. More booths would mean the likelihood of us having to repeat is higher. Looking back in the direction our boyfriends left, I am beginning to wonder where they went.
We are on break, and I am debating if I should message P'Arthit when Wad taps me on the shoulder. I turn to look at him.
"Have you heard from P'Arthit?" Wad asks.
"No. I was just thinking I should message him," I explain, "Why do you ask?"
"P'Prem hasn't read any of my messages," Wad frowns, "Do you know where they were going when they left after lunch?"
"No, I was wondering about that also," I grumble. Tew leans over, having heard our conversation.
"They wouldn't bunk class," Tew says, then stops, "Would they?" Wad and I shrug. I nudge Jett with my foot making him turn.
"Have you heard from P'Tutah?" I question when he turns around.
"I haven't messaged him," Jett answers, "Why?"
"P'Prem isn't reading my messages," Wad states as he glares at his phone.
"If they are in class," Tew offers, "They wouldn't answer."
"That never stopped P'Prem before," Wad counters. "He never ignored my messages."
"Let me message P'Arthit," I pull out my phone.
Moon: P' where ru
I stare at the screen, waiting for the message to go from Delivered to Read. After a few minutes, I look up at my friends and shake my head.
"Ai'Jett. Ai'Tew. You try," Wad orders.
"What are you guys doing?" Aim pokes his head in.
"My boyfriend is ignoring my messages," Wad mumbles.
"Mine, too," I say.
"Well, they are in class," Aim looks at us, confused. "If they have Suda, she is strict about phone use. So why are you bothered? The class will be over in an hour. Talk to them then." Wad and I glare at Aim.
"You can be all confident. Your girlfriend is sitting next to you!" Wad hisses.
"Ai'Aim, message P'Bright," I demand.
"Why?" Aim asks. I smack the top of his head.
"Because I asked, asshole," I growl.
"P'Tutah hasn't replied or read the message, "Jett groans as he looks up from his phone. All of us look at Tew, who only shakes his head. Damn it! What the hell?
"P'Bright sent me this," Aim says as he holds up his phone for us to see.
The Minion: where r u
The Boss: wwe rer satth nar
"What the hell does that mean?" I ask, looking at my friends. Everybody shrugs.
"It is P'Bright," Aim laughs, "I can't explain him."
Class is over, and none of us have heard any more from our seniors. The only thing we did get was that random letter message from P'Bright.
"So, what do we do?" Wad asks as we stand outside of class.
"They were supposed to be in Suda's," Tew puts in. "Let's go to the class and see if they have dismissed." We all agree and head for the stairs. Jett looks at Aim, who is following.
"Why are you coming along?" Jett questions.
"My senior is MIA, too," Aim snaps.
We get to the hall in time to see the door open and then watch as the seniors start filing out. Several of them laugh when they pass by us. The stream of students ends, and Professor Suda comes out. We all exchange a look. Aim walks by Professor Suda to look into the room. Looking back at us, he shakes his head.
"Professor Suda," I call after her.
"Yes, nong," She turns to answer me.
"We are looking for the Head Hazer and his friends," I ask.
"They were not in class today," Professor Suda replies before turning and walking away.
"Where the hell are they?" Tew asks after she leaves.
"P'Prem still hasn't read any of my messages," Wad grumbles as he looks up from his phone.
"Hey, what about the tracking app?" Jett questions. "Should we use that?"
I had forgotten about the app. The seniors are the only ones who really used it.
"Have any of you ever used it?" I ask as I pull out my phone. Everyone shakes their head no.
Clicking on the app, I wait for it to pull up the map. The guys stand around as we watch my screen.
"Where is that?" Aim uses his fingers to zoom in on the map.
"Shit! That is what those damn letters meant!" Wad shouts.
"Huh?" Tew looks at Wad, confused.
Aim pulls out his phone and looks at the message again.
The Minion: where r u
The Boss: wwe rer satth nar
"You are right," Aim snorts, "He did mean to type 'we r at the bar.' I wonder why he typed gibberish?"
Wad, Tew, Jett, and I look at each other. I know we are all thinking the same thing.
Our boyfriends are drunk.
"You don't think they are drunk?" Aim asks. All of us nod. Oh, hell.
Walking into the bar, we spot the five of them in a booth in the back. The table they are at is littered with bottles. How could they have drunk that much since lunch?
"How many bottles are there?" Jett gapes.
"Can can you berieve I have to deal with this?" P'Arthit slurs as he tugs on his shirt. I look on in horror as my P' pulls his shirt up, exposing his chest to everyone in the bar. What the hell?
"See what?" P'Bright giggles as he holds two bottles up like binoculars. "Why is it so dark in here?"
"Don't touch? Seriously am I supposed to air kiss these people?" P'Knott drawls as he starts to throw kisses around the room. I look at Tew, who is in shock.
"Oh, yeah," P'Knott snickers, "Don't look." He closes his eyes as he continues to kiss his hand and throw kisses.
"How am I not going to kill people?" P'Tutah whimpers as he grabs for P'Prem, "Will you come visit me in jail?" Jett mouths the word 'Jail' as he looks at his boyfriend.
"Tutah! I am going blind!! Why is it so dark!?!" P'Bright shouts. I see Aim trying not to laugh at P'Bright.
"Hey! I... are you guys looking?" P'Arthit mumbles as he jabs his chest with a finger as he looks down, frowning. "Where is my shirt?"
"Wad. Wad. Wad," Prem mumbles as he uses a bottle to hold his head off the table. "Talk to me, Wad." Wad frowns at his pouting boyfriend.
"Someone stole my shirt!" P'Arthit screams at P'Knott. P'Knott kisses his hand and slaps it to P'Arthit's bare chest. He did not just do that! What the fvck?
"There. Got ya covered," P'Knott chuckles as he kisses his hand again and slaps P'Prem.
P'Prem grabs a bottle from P'Bright and opens it taking a drink before he lays his head back down on the table.
"I can see," P'Bright gasps as he covers the eye that had the bottle. "Shit! Gone again."
P'Arthit is climbing over P'Knott to get to P'Tutah. When he gets there, he starts trying to take P'Tutah's hazer jacket off of him. When he can't, he climbs over to P'Bright and sits in his lap, taking the other bottle out of P'Bright's hand and opening it.
"I can see!" P'Bright announces.
The bartender laughs as he places another round of drinks on the table. Who the hell ordered another round of drinks?
"Why did you take them another round?" Tew barks at the bartender when he walks by us.
"They told me to keep bringing them until they told me to stop," he replies with a shrug.
All five of us scream, "STOP!"
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