Extra Pages: The Author's Odyssey

Soon Class was full of students, everyone sitting on their arranged seats but I could see that there was some difference from before.

For example, Aric wasn't sitting with Adrian and the rest of the main characters, he was sitting on the last row of the window seat.

There was something different about him when I saw him, he was still arrogant but the air around him was tinier than before.

Before all the third-rate extra hung around him but there was none of them.

He was a lone wolf now.

Also when Isabella enters a class she is shocked to see me. For a moment she just stares at me.

I thought she would not budge from her spot of not for Emma.

'Really, what's wrong with her?'

I thought with a frown on my face.

Anyway, I will ask her later about this.

Now I have to focus on Ms.Lillian, she was about to talk midterm exam.

"As you all know, tomorrow will mark the beginning of your mid-term exam. The written exams will span one week, followed by a practical exam."

"The written exams will be fairly easy. It's the practical exam you all should be worrying about. So all of you better be prepared…"

Ms. Lillian's words hung heavy in the air, sending a ripple of unease through the classroom. The mention of the practical exam was enough to make even the most confident students shift uncomfortably in their seats.

I could feel the weight of her expectations bearing down on me, a reminder that the coming week would be a test of not just our knowledge, but our skill and ability to apply it in real-world scenarios.

As the rest of the class murmured amongst themselves, discussing study strategies and preparation tactics, I couldn't help but feel a sense of determination stirring within me.

***

Since it was the last day before the mid-term exams, classes were short, allowing cadets to head back home early.

Well, it was not like there were many cadets in the classroom today anyway. The attendance was very weak.

Most people were holed up in their rooms, their noses buried in between books and notes, cramming for their exams.

Meanwhile, others were hitting the gyms and training hall, preparing themselves for the practical as if they had already passed the written exams.

And then there were those like Sunny, who seemed utterly carefree, hitting bars and clubs to enjoy.

Sunny practically begged me to accompany him but I was too sleepy to oblige.

So I respectfully declined and ran away until he stopped chasing me with a spear in hand and gave up.

Finally returning home, I slumped on my bed and fell into a sweet slumber without even bothering to change my clothes or appreciate my beauty while checking myself out in a mirror.

No, no, today I was too tired for even my narcissism.

It wasn't around midnight when my sleep was disturbed by the continuous ringing of the doorbell.

"Arghh!"

With a low grunt, I got up and opened the main door to confront the person who was incessantly ringing my doorbell.

"Who is–"

But to my surprise, it was Evelyn.

"Evelyn?" I blinked, surprised to see her standing on my doorstep in the middle of the night. "What are you doing here?"

She looked flustered, her cheeks flushed from the cold night air. "Lucas, will you let me come in first?"

"Oh! Sure, Come in." I said as I moved away from the door.

Evelyn stepped inside, her breath visible in the chilly night air. I closed the door behind her, my curiosity piqued by her unexpected visit.

"What's going on, Evelyn?" I asked as I led her further into the apartment.

"Did you find out who has locked your memory?" She asked she glanced at me in curiosity.

Ah, so it's about that. Right, we have talked about this before when I was going back home.

But I didn't know who was behind all of this, I even asked my mom and dad but they also didn't know anything about it.

I shook my head, a frustrated sigh escaping my lips. "No, Evelyn. I still don't know who's behind it. I've asked my parents, but they're just as clueless as I am."

Evelyn frowned, her brows furrowing in concern. "That's strange. It's as if someone went to great lengths to erase those memories from your mind."

I nodded, my mind swirling with unanswered questions. "Yeah, it's been bothering me for a while now. But without any leads, I'm not sure how to proceed."

Evelyn placed a comforting hand on my shoulder, her expression sympathetic. "Don't worry, Lucas. We'll figure it out together. We won't rest until we uncover the truth behind what happened to you."

Her words were a balm to my troubled mind, offering a glimmer of hope amid uncertainty. I smiled gratefully at her, grateful for her unwavering support.

"Thank you, Evelyn," I said, my voice filled with gratitude. "I appreciate you being here for me."

She returned my smile, her eyes shining with determination. "Also what are you doing at Isabella's clan instead of coming to the Academy."

However, Soon her smile turned cold, and it gave me chills.

"Ah! About that...Well, you see... How should I say this?" I fumbled on my words as I began to say the next words.

'I have to make an excuse, I can't let her find the reason why I was there.'

Soon an idea comes in my mind.

"Well, you see, it's a bit complicated..." I started, trying to find the right words to explain my situation.

Evelyn's expression grew more serious, her eyes narrowing slightly as she waited for me to continue.

"I... I've been trying to gather information about Isabella's clan," I admitted, feeling a pang of guilt at keeping secrets from Evelyn.

Her eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Isabella's clan? Why would you be interested in them?"

With my back dranched in sweats, i began telling her my excuses.