Chapter 2

As the breakfast went on, a knock on the rusty gate made of broken chairs’ legs echoed throughout the palace. “Who the hell come so early??” asked Yee Yew pouring boiling water into the waiting cup noodle. Jun Xiang offered to go out and check, while the stylish Siang Ee also ‘offered’ to accompany him. As Jun Xiang and Siang Ee walked out, everyone continued eating and drinking their cup noodle. Suddenly as Jason tried to gulp down the spicy tom yam soup of his cup noodle, Jun Xiang followed by Siang Ee suddenly blast in from the door, causing him to knock the cup over onto Wei Xun. “OooOiiii!!” went Wei Xun, as Jun Xiang explained stumbling over words that rivals from “Spicy Mansion” wanted to have a competition with us. “Ahh?? Didn’t we beat them in some notice board design competition 2 week ago?” Fionne asked in surprise. “Never mind lah! Don’t mind beating them again!! ” Yee Yew says drinking his curry flavored soup.” They are letting us choose what competition we want.” Siang Ee replied, trying to look for his cup noodles. “Why don’t we have a drama wan, since we are SO ‘talented’ in that?” Gabriel suggested. “That’s a gOOd idea!” Cindy added. Immediately, everyone started nodding their heads and so Jun Xiang went out through the front door dotted with football prints. Barely half a minutes later, Jun Xiang ran in again, shouting, “the date is on 30 may and at AhhHH … …!” tripping over a torn short meant for polishing boots. He landed with a thud on the floor and that triggered Melvrick’s laughter again. Jun Xian immediately went over to help Jun Xiang up while Jocelyn asked, “Where’s the venue again?” As Jun Xiang half hopped, half walked, he replied that it were to be held at AMKSS hall and attended by lots of people. Wei Xun went to the toilet to clean up while Cindy decided to get everyone to work on the script once breakfast ended. “So jing zhang for what…? 30 May is still light years away...” shouted Matthew making paper bullets out of foolscap paper obviously stolen from the girls.
Fathima then suggested picking some writers to write the story first before getting everyone to decide and agree and practice. “Can nah …Melvrick, Jun Xiang, Jun Xian, Fathima and Seok Teng could do.” Mun Yee added. “What?!!?” Melvrick replied as if the world is ending “ME…. Cannot lah…my English no good!” “Nah ni zai suan wo lah…your English no good, then mine bu shi like shit loh!!” Chin Hong the laodie roared as he went to toilet to bombutt…(in 2`3 guys language: shit) ”Okie…now play soccer, later after lunch then discuss ok?” Jun Xiang commented, taking out a red ball from the cupboard and kicking it towards Wei Xun. But, somehow (as usual) he kicked it too high. The ball hit the spinning ceiling fan and flew towards the window. “Prang!!” went the windowpane as it was hit out of its frame and landed on the grass outside. “Wah liao... Jun Xiang, how many window panes you want to break before you are satisfied?” Tiong Peng asked. “Ahh.... this is the which one?” Jun Xiang asked. “From my memory, the twelth.” Gabriel answered. “Oh, is it? I didn’t notice... hehehex...” Jun Xiang replied sheepishly. “Please, of course you won’t remember! You were not the one who mended the windows. I was the one.” Alvin replied sarcastically as he emphasized on the “I”. Jun Xiang replied with a sheepish grin as he went out to retrieve the ball... with a... ‘retriever’ device that the class had made and had won in the design and technology competition. “Those momos (in 2`3 language: morons) are stupid to want to challenge us when they know that they are going to lose for sure. We’ve already won them in the design and technology competition and the notice board competition already? What’s coming up next?” Jasmine asked. “Yar, aren’t they tired?” Huai Sian replied. “They want let us beat them then let them be larx! Anyway we will win for sure.” Alvin replied. “Yea...” the class agreed.