[A Dark Secret Lies Upon This Academy]

[Chapter 3]

"It's like 6 in the morning. We start the lessons at 8." Dream repositioned his mask, so it fits with his face. "I'm so sleepy. We did it 'till 4 a.m. and only got like 2 hours?" George rubbed his eyes.

Meanwhile with Techno, he's reading a book. "Hey Techno, why aren't you sleepy?" Sapnap yawned.

"I didn't sleep. Insomniac." His nose buried deep in the book. "What?!" The now fully awake teens chorused. "That's unhealthy." Dream sounded worried.

"It's fine." Techno slipped a bookmark on the book. He looked at his concerned friends.

You can barely see eyebags underneath his eyes. Skin still silky smooth just like milk. Except for a big scar running through his left eye. His eyes are not bloodshot at all. No puffy face whatsoever. Techno looks like he always sleeps for 8 hours.

"How?! How?" His friends gather around him, looking closely to his face. Unlike him, Dream, George, and Sapnap would kill to have clear skin.

"Woah, calm down." Techno scooted backwards. "What do you use?" George said in awe. "I only wash my face routinely. That's it." Techno shrugged. "No way." Dream eyed at him in suspicion.

"Anyways, you've been admiring me for almost half an hour." Techno pointed at the clock on the wall. It shows 6.25 a.m.

They all went to the bathroom and washed their faces (the others respect Dream to not see his face). Well, Techno straight up took a shower. "The water is cold in the morning, y'know? Especially it's Autumn." George wiped his face with a towel.

"Eh, I'm used to it." The pinkette closed the curtains and started washing his body. The 3 boys have tooth brushes hanging on their mouth, they seem to be shocked.

"Is the water hot now?" Sapnap asked.

"No." Techno opened the curtain a little and splashed water towards Sapnap's face.

"AAH! IT'S SO DANG COLD! HOW DO YOU NOT GET HYPOTHERMIA?!" Sapnap screeched.

"Breed: different." Techno simply replied.

"A-alright then. We'll go first. Ha-have fun." The 3 teens pushed each other out of the bathroom. Techno could only shake his head at his friends.

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Wilbur yawned as he wear his blazer. Unlike his twin, Wilbur easily developed dark eyebags. "Woah, you look dead." Fundy chuckled.

"I am dead inside." Wilbur rubbed his eyes. "What's our first lesson?" He continued wearing his clothes. "I think it's Geography." Eret answered.

"Ugh, Geography. They're boring." Fundy grumbled as he grabbed his satchel. "Like always." Quackity opened the door.

They walked out of the dorm and to the classes. 'Looks like I'm not in the same class with Techno.' Wilbur thought as he stepped in. At the same time he sat down, the teacher came in. A tall, lanky man plopped down a stack of papers on the teacher's desk.

"Good morning. As you know, my name is Wyatt Redd, but you must call me Mr. Redd." The teacher boomed. "Good morning, Mr. Redd." The students said.

"As always, every new term we will have a little test." Mr. Redd divided the stack into smaller stacks. He passed it around, "You have exactly an hour to finish this test. This will affect your grades a little."

"You may start," He looks at his stopwatch. As it hits zero, he says: "Now."

Everyone picked up their pens and started writing. It has exactly 30 questions. So 2 minutes per question. Each questions are different from the others. Also, all of them are multiple choices.

10. Which of these cities that isn't a part of Italy?
A. Palermo
B. Larissa
C. Verona

'This is easy.' Wilbur circled answer B. 'Larissa is in Greece.' He read the next question and so on.

An hour has passed and everyone seem to be tense. Except Wilbur, he's confident.

"I will mark these and return it after school. So after your last teacher, I'll come back in." Mr. Redd said and left the classroom.

"That was difficult." A feminine voice came from the back. "Has Geography ever been easy, Niki?" Another lady-like voice replied. "Yeah. You're right, Minx."

"Hey, what do you think about the test?" Wilbur snapped back to reality. "It's quite easy, I'd say." He scratched the back of his head.

"Easy?! Just how smart are you?" 'Minx' went to Wilbur's desk. "Very." Wilbur answered sarcastically. "Teach us, would you?" Minx pleaded.

"Nope." Wilbur got up from his desk and went out.

"Prick!"

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