Get Smart *Act 4*

Get Smart *Act 4*

A Story by Tearflow
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The continuation of act 3.1

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[Act 4]
*Friday 
*8:27 A.M.

The morning air greeted Zack as he walks down the street, passing on lamps and 
posts with all the kinds of people around him.
He pretty much got used on walking from home to school.
Due to their financial challenges he needs to save money to keep on and he 
intends to do so seriously, plus walking also gives him some benefits of 
exercise to cool of his mind of what's gonna happen on the coming days.

Zack reached the school with the same view as yesterday only that the Runners 
are more since it's friday which is P.E. Day (Physical Education).
The team gives up loud heeve ho'sas they jog around the courtyard, Zack saluted 
them inside his mind for their diligence maybe Zack needs to try his best too.
'Ahhh..' Zack thought, maybe Leah was right about him being too lonely and not 
trying to hang up with somebody, he shook his head
'All right' he confided himself like a child mustering up courage.
'I'm Gonna go the the Cafeteria!' He concluded that a change of scene may 
alleviate some of it and so he did only to discover..
"Hia! Zack! What are you doing here?" Said Leah as she ate her pan.
Zack visually sighed
"Now that's rude!" Exclaimed Leah.
It occurred to Zack that Leah might be staying here since she literally does all 
the time but nonetheless he still came, maybe the poor guy just wants some 
company since a human cannot undergo all the stress without at least releasing 
them by talking or complaining about it to someone.

He stared around figuring out just now on how rarely he comes here, food's 
expensive here so for someone like him, this is like going out to eat a fancy 
restaurant.
"What are you standing there for? come here and have a sit" Leah suggested as 
she beams a smile.
Zack nodded clearly flushed about the expensive designs around him.
Ceramic tiled floor, White painted walls and Professional looking table.
All of this got absorbed at once inside Zack's mind, still moving without a 
thought he estimated all of the amount of money which was put into this.
The result was not good, 'that table can feed me for a week' Zack thought
he's loneliness is changed allright but it just got even worse ...
He sat in front of Leah, She frowned.
"What's wrong?" 
"Nothing" he replied
"Come on now don't hide anything for your big sister!" Leah thumped her chest 
emphasizing not only her confidence but her other attributes too.
"I'm not hiding anything" Zack stares
"What are you staring at hmmm?" she said in a sweet voice.
"N-nothing!" Zack is flustered.
"Hey you stumbled! Now you're really hiding something!" Leah seems excited
 "Wh-what are you talking about?!" Zack exclaimed
"Hmm hmm... come on now just what are you looking at.." Leah used a sexy voice, 
unfortunately Zack winced like a child getting caught red handed.
"All right fine c-can I..." Zack fumbled around
Leah widened her eyes "He-hey Zack? You know I'm just joking r-right?" She 
seems flustered as she unconsciously covers her chest.
"Shut up after you teased me that much I can't stop now" Zack replied
Leah blushed and turned her head "I'm sorry, I'm just not prepared yet" she 
said in a low tone like a balloon losing air , Leah slumped.
"It's okay no need to apologize I just want to have some of your pan" Said Zack
"ha?" Leah raised up her head, beating any zombie movies from the pure shock 
she had on Zack's words.

"I'm sorry can you say that again?" Leah asked.
"huh? I said can I have some of your pan?" Zack replied clearly embarrassed.
"tss... ack.... Iiiihhhh" Leah's head seems to be releasing fumes.
"Umm... Ms.Leah"
"Don't!- Don't look at meee!!" Exclaimed Leah while flailing around like an 
angry child releasing it's tantrum.

"what hey what's wrong!?" Zack asked as he had no idea on what's going on.
Apparently the two had different context about their conversation earlier.
"I'm ruined for marriage.." Said Leah in a depressed voice
"huh?" Zack tilted his head.

As the two continued their fun another student got inside the cafeteria.
Rugged hair, disheveled uniform and bloodshot eyes.
Obviously the two noticed that there was something wrong with the boy.
"What's up with that?" Asked Leah in a hushed tone".
Since there are only two of three of them, with the staff aside, only Zack and 
Leah are the witness of the boy's unhealthy condition.
"I don't know but something's not right." Zack replied in the same manner, 
obviously it's something that they should not pry about but their humanitarian 
instincts says the opposite.

Especially in Zack's case as human relationships can be quite complicated.
Zack stood up and Leah did so too.
"Well it's almost time so we should go" Zack said expecting to get a comment 
from Leah but nothing came
"Leah?" Zack turned around and saw her staring at the boy.
Her profile represents an angel of justice who has a determination of saving 
someone as her duties, this tends to be her both good and bad factors as it 
brings unnecessary trouble and risk.
Zack knows this too good that he just released a sighed.
"Zack" Leah faced Zack with a with face that says 'I won'n take no for an answer'
The expensive tables and well designed room certainly doesn't fit with the boy 
but there's something that attracts Zack's attention to it.
He just can't pinpoint it but there's certainly something that more than meets 
the eyes, Zack held his chin and began to think of an ice breaker he can use.

Only to flick his head at his idiocy of even thinking about it. 
Leah seems disturbed about Zack's reaction "What wrong?"
"Nothing, look if you're that curious about him, why don't you just ask?" said 
Zack, as he crossed his arms
"I would if it was that easy but... I feel uneasy if I approach him like 
something bad is gonna happen" 
'no s**t' Zack thought, he won't be shock if that guy turned into an homicidal 
drug addict since he already look like it.
But since Zack only has a small circle of friends he's hesitant to let Leah go 
into something that might endanger her life, honestly Zack has too much trouble 
in life that he wonders when he can get a breather, maybe at Axel's bar 
Yeah he agreed to himself maybe after experiencing enough trouble he'll go 
there to cool off 'so let's do things just one at a time' Zack thought.

"For now let's go to class since our first subject is coming up" said Zack.
Leah seems hesitant about going to class our not.
"Do you have a cellphone Zack?" Said Leah
Zack tilted his head as he don't know where Leah is going on with this.
Then it hit him, Zack frowned.
"You're going to tail him" I asked
She nodded "Ain't it cool?" She replied playfully.
Zack face palmed "this is not a game sherlock, let's just go for now and plan 
up or something" Zack tried to reason logically but it doesn't seems to work
"But who knows what might happen, I might find some clue don't worry I will 
relay what I figure out in the phone." said Leah obviously nothing will change 
her mind once she agreed on something.

"Fine if you wanna play detective then do it I don't care" Zack snapped.
"Wha-what's your problem?!" Leah seems flustered at his sudden reaction and so 
is Zack too, he doesn't know he's capable of making him this mad
Last time he had this fit was his sister endangering her life for something 
stupid.
"Then I don't wanna talk to you too so goodbye meanie!" Returned Leah as she 
walks out the cafeteria.

Zack sat again, he can't believe he said those things at her.
Does that mean he cares about her? 
Maybe since they're been with each other for a while.
Zack sighed.
Let's go to class for now.
Zack stood up once more and went to class.

© 2016 Tearflow


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Now the plot thickens!

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