Disguised As A Boy To Attend Belmont High School
Chapter 45: Allies and Enemies

Chapter 45: Allies and Enemies

"You see what you both caused! You better start treading carefully from now on. Lucas warned, his eyes locked on Samson and Thomas. "Don’t try this again or you’ll regret it. He warned with seriousness laced in his tone."

"I’ve heard you but i don’t feel sorry concerning the scholarship student. I only feel sorry towards Mark and Aiden for drugging them." Samson replied, with a serious expression.

"You.."

"It’s okay Lucas. Just ignore him." Thomas said as he grabbed Lucas by his waist before he could punch Samson. "Let’s go to class, we’re running late."

" Warn the dick head!" Lucas spat with anger etched in his voice.

"Just ignore him. We shouldn’t start another fight please." Thomas pleaded,before walking out of the classroom with Lucas while Samson followed.

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The laboratory doors swung open, revealing a haven of scientific marvels. The room was a symphony of shiny surfaces, modern instruments, and state-of-the-art technology. The soft hum of machinery and gentle whoosh of ventilation systems created a calming background noise, a melody for the inquisitive minds present.

Rows of workstations stood like guardians, each one a hub of exploration where students could unleash their inner scientists. Glassware glistened, and precise instruments awaited, ready to uncover the mysteries of the universe. The air was filled with the scent of discovery, a mix of chemicals and potential.

Olive took a seat, her chemistry book open in front of her, as well as other students, some reading while some are chatting as they await the new chemistry teacher.

With Miss Aimee no longer teaching, the students could only speculate about who the new chemistry teacher would be, possibly the new principal.

Lucas entered the lab and sat across from Olive, his gaze fixed on her. "Are you going to ignore me all day?" He inquired, raising an eyebrow in anticipation of a response, but received none.

"I apologize for my behavior regarding boasting about being the school heir. I understand that you appreciate humility, and I am working on that."

Despite Lucas apologies, Olive remained focused on her book, not responding to Lucas.

Growing increasingly frustrated, Lucas persisted. "Even if I made a mistake, I have apologized and asked for forgiveness. Shouldn’t friends forgive each other when apologies are made? Mark is upset that we are fighting, and I am trying to make amends, but you are not responding.

Yeah, you’re apologizing so that I wouldn’t leave your grasp, hence you can still fulfill your evil plans. Olive thought to herself, a smirk appearing on her face.

She then lifted her gaze to meet the frustrated Lucas. "We are not friends and will never be. Please stop pretending, I hate pretenders the most," she declared before standing up from the table and moving to Henry’s table.

"Oh yeah, we’re not friends. Why did I think about that in the first place?" Lucas murmured to himself as he watched Olive walk away from him.

"Can I please sit with you?" Olive asked, smiling as she stood before Henry whose gaze was fixed on his phone.

"Hello!" She called as she tapped Henry on his shoulder finally getting his attention as he raises his gaze to look at her.

"Yes! Sorry I was engrossed in this game I was playing." Henry apologized sincerely. "How can I help you?" He inquired

"Can I sit beside you please." Olive asked again with a pleading voice promting Henry to look at Lucas whose gaze was fixed on him.

"Why do you want to sit here ?" Henry asked, his voice barely above a whisper now. "Are you guys fighting now?"

"Just forget that. Can I sit with you?" Olive pressed on with a serious expression.

"Sure, of course!" Henry replied as Olive took a seat, making Lucas let out a smirk before shifting his gaze away from them.

Mark and Aiden then approached Lucas and sat beside him.

"What exactly happen between you two?" Mark inquired, raising his eyebrows.

"I don’t even know. I’ve already apologized to him, even though I’m not sure what caused so much anger towards me," Lucas replied, his eyes wide with shock.

"You apologized?" Aiden asked, surprised by Lucas’ words. "I don’t really understand you both. If the scholarship student doesn’t want to have anything to do with the 3RM, then just leave him alone. He’s not welcome by me anyway," Aiden said, rolling his eyes in disdain.

"Just leave him alone. You guys aren’t supposed to be this close, actually. I know you got close because of the debate and rugby competition. Thank goodness the competition starts in two days, so after that, you two won’t have anything keeping you together," Samson chimed in from behind, with Thomas beside him.

"Exactly! It seems like he used some kind of charm on both Lucas and Mark. The way they interact with Arthur is annoying. I almost thought they wanted him to join the 3RM and we’d become the 4RM." Aiden said, laughing along with Samson and Thomas.

"Just shut up, you three," Lucas retorted with a heavy sigh. "I’m just going to leave him alone for now. I’m sure he’ll come around soon."

Samson, Thomas and Aiden could only shake their heads in frustration.

Mark then stood up and made his way to his seat, brought out his textbook and began reading.

"Anyways why did you drug I and Mark?" Aiden finally asked with a serious expression, his gaze fixed on Samson and Thomas who swallowed nervously.

"We’re not that close with you so we’re afraid that you would ruin our plan. We actually wanted to drug Arthur and get him molested." Samson revealed making Aiden gasp.

"Good morning, students! Mr. Philip greeted as he entered the laboratory, immediately commanding the attention of the previously noisy room as the students quickly occupied their seat.

"I am your new chemistry teacher," Mr. Philip announced, his usual stern expression in place. "Today, we will be covering the topic of titration, and I have already assigned you all into groups."

He then opened a book and began the grouping.

Lucas and Arthur are expected to work as teammates, Mr. Philip revealed, sending waves of shock down Olive’s spine as she abruptly stood up.