Leanne watched them as they walked to the second level.
"I hope you guys don't make the mistake of going against the Students' Council. The President is an even more dangerous entity," she muttered to herself, hoping that they would make the right decision.
Camille and Shayla didn't hear her warning obviously as they settled in second level.
"What's with the disparities in the two levels? The decor is so different," Shayla commented while she looked around.
Camille noticed it as well.
"It seems she wasn't lying at all," she murmured.
"Who?" Shayla asked with curiosity.
"Leanne, the girl we met earlier," Camille replied.
"Should I be honest with you? I wasn't listening to her," Shayla confessed.
Camille stared at Shayla speechlessly.
"Well, you cannot blame me. The meal had destroyed my composure, do you think I'd be able to listen when I had a terrible stomach ache?" Shayla defended herself with a fold of arms.
"So, what did she say?" Shayla asked excitedly.
