Golden (Damian Wayne)

The club room was silent. After that issue, no one had ever bothered to say another word. Freya, was glaring at Elena. Ave silently draws the sketches along with Zayn while James is in his dojo lessons today. Elena, on the other hand, was busy multitasking a file application and the sketches. Her mind was whirling, countless thoughts wandering around her mind openly.

She was getting burned out. The hospital bills, finding jobs for extra money, Elijah's upcoming birthday, the runaway, the materials, and the fabric.

"I am breaking the silence." Freya got up, pissed off at the fact that her reputation was almost thrown away after the argument of Elena and the principal. Everyone turned to her with surprise and confusion in her tone. "How dare you almost throw us off like that?" Freya asked while darting her eyes at the leader who was not paying much attention but was silently observing.

"I did not throw us off." Said Elena with a tone of a matter-of-fact tone. Her eyes were still at the application form and the designs that she'll be using as a reference. "You didn't? You almost did." Freya growled silently, feeling angry at the fact her status almost got down. "I knew what I was doing." Elena finally placed her pen down and turned to her tiredly.

"Do you really? How can you be sure about it?" Freya asked, her brows furrowed as she stared at Elena with pure anger and hatred inside. "Because I knew what I was doing. Do you think I'll let that happen? On my watch?" Elena asked as she calmly got up while staring at Freya. Zayn and Ave on the other hand, made sure no one will start the fight. It might disqualify them.

"Guys, enough. Freya, Elena didn't mean that. She was just defending because that was her design." Ave frowned as she stared at her friend sadly. She couldn't believe how easy it was for Freya to believe them, just like that.

"Oh please, who cares about that stupid dress? Our names are on the line here. If the leader goes down, the member goes down with her." Freya turned to Elena with a glare, "And as a leader, I will do everything to make sure no one goes down. No one will experience any downfall, despite the situation we are having now. So if you would just argue around instead of doing your task, you're wasting your own time."

Silence.

Freya could only glare at Elena before walking away. She slammed the door from behind her while walking out. Frustrated, Elena glanced at her teammates who stared down. "I'll go to her." Ave muttered under her breath and left. "Hey, it'll be fine." Zayn gave her a small smile before following Ave from behind.

Elena watched them leave her inside the club. Her heart ached as she watched them walk away from the room where she was in. Elena turned to her computer and watched the inspiration she'll need for the upcoming runaway fashion week, 2024.

Out of frustration, Elena closed her laptop and packed up. She walked out of the room and finally walked away.

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Damian's pov.

I stared at the board, loaded with equations as the professor continued to teach. How foolish. An elementary grader could answer this. All of this was easy. At least for me it is. I was supposed to be in the dojo today, but the missing discussions that I have because of the gala made me have extra classes with the ones I missed.

Mathematics, History, and of course philosophy. I watched as the professor continued to explain something about Polynomials. Easy polynomials. I let out a small scoff before wandering the classroom with my eyes. It landed on the window. I watched as Fernandez walked past the room I was in looking somewhat stressed. What am I thinking?

However, I did not see her down. Did something happen? I sure hope something did. I sure hope it took a toll on her.

"Mr. Wayne?" The professor cleared his throat to catch my attention, making me look away from the window. I raised my brows silently as he nervously fixed his throat, "are you perhaps listening?" He asked nervously. "Do I look like I didn't?" I raised a brow with confusion. That came out harsh and wrong, though, I don't mean it that way.