crying over spilt milk?

"Let's do it! Scare them out mar... FUN what!!!"

"Got SPM English Seminar later at 12.30pm..."

what a wonderful day!!!

yeah IF only you were so damn right...

fun, full of excitement,

FUN!!!

yeah very FUN!!!

people was having trouble dealing with the thievery,

and even FIGHT!!!

and you were so damn enjoying what you were doing!!!

all because of a FUN word!!!

or would these things have happened???

WOULD THEY????????

we could have prevented that!!!

what the Head said,

you just wanted to fight back every word,

you think what???

you were the BEST planner is it???

if you'd listened to his suggestion,

WOULD THESE DAMNS HAVE HAPPENED?????????????

would the students have stolen anything under prefects' eyes????

would the students have fought under prefects' eyes?????

everyone was so damn angry at you,

and you just pretended to be calm,

as if nothing had ever happened.

what were you having in mind????

acting cool???

couldn't you AT LEAST show a little bit of guiltiness??????

and then you wanted to escape.

from the too-tensed atmosphere.

you just ran away like that,

leaving all the shits that you'd caused behind,

to your partners.

but who knew???

even you ran to the Conference Room,

the God didn't want to let go of you,

so easily.

running away can solve problems?

go to hell.

you entered the room and the lecturer stared at you,

a look of dissatisfaction was written all over his face.

great,

you shouldn't have entered.

and that was the result of running away from what you'd done.

they questioned you until you got fed up,

then only you realised something.

the lecturer's eyes were burning with fire,

staring at you so intensely.

well the most interesting drama happened.

the lecturer was fed up with you.

YOU!!!

THE DEPUTY HEAD PREFECT!!!

your image was all ruined...

when the questions were being thrown like bullets,

slapping on your face,

you stood there,

dumbfounded.

rising up and slumping down,

all controlled by your subconscious.

and you only woke up,

when the first tear escaped from your too-heavy eyelids,

pouring like the rain.

you cried.

the first time ever,

in front of everyone.

you didn't mean to let go of your tears,

because that made you looked vulnerable.

NO!!!

NO!!!

I'M ALWAYS STRONG!!! 

you couldn't accept that fact,

but you couldn't bear the tears anymore.

you didn't want to let them drop,

you were trying to hold them back.

but,

you failed.

and once you burst out of the door,

you couldn't help but sobbed uncontrollably.

but is there any use of crying over spilt milk??? 

can you reverse the time???

can you cover whatever you've caused???

can you gain back the image and trustworthy of the Prefects' Board????????

you're just another useless bitch.

yes,

you are.