"Hey hi, um, would you like to join the Anderson *wince* cultural society?" Don inadvertantly winced as he said the dreaded A-word.

The three gals looked at him quizzically, as though he has just muttered the riddle of the sphinx.

"Aren't you that Lion Dance guy?"

Don looked at his attire. He was wearing a blood-red tee shirt, with a large picture of a chinese lion standing majestically on stilts. A large chinese character symbolizing the word "dragon" adorned the back of the cloth.

Oh no, I'm actually from Chinese Dance, sheesh.

Composing himself, Don replied with a quick yes, and proceeded to tell them about the pros of being in the "Anderson Cultural Society". It was supposed to be called the Chinese Cultural Society, yet something went wrong and the Anderson brand stuck on. Like a piece of chewing gum Don had to chew in his hand after he was caught by Mdm Wong. That will be another story for another day.

This procedure continued till almost all the flyers were given out, and amidst enthusiastic replies were snobbish ones.

"Was I like one of them when I was Sec 1? Some of them are just plain "qian bian" (asking for a beating)!" Don complained at his booth, his question directed at HongH.

"You ask me for what? I didn't know you then, I won't know," HongH replied indifferently, his speech interlaced with short breaths. He had just been performing with Don for the publicity they had to attain for more people to join. Yet, Don felt an unwavering surge of excitement and strength as his stamina surpassed his usual. He was not tired. Was he?

Shrugging off HH's reply, Don tossed him a drink. He needed one himself.

The CCA open house ended eventfully, with the Lion Dance members screwing their part up. Well, at least for the ones in the troupe. Outsiders rarely appreciate the art.

And so, Don trudged back to the 4/1 classroom, where he found HS there, listening to her iPod.

"Don't tell me, waiting for HanH ar? So cute!" Don teased her. She wouldn't take much offence- They were cute together. Chl joined HS later, and it was then when the criticism started.

"No one was at our booth la!"

"Same here."

"Don't think alot will come to my CCA either- It sucks."

All three of them didn't know where all the Sec 1s were going. Were they even interested in joining a CCA? Don thought negative.

Not long after the discussion had started, a school guard came into the class and ushered the three out. Don would have to wait for Carol outside.

Groan.

He met Carol not long after, after both of them has changed out of the school uniform. And then the inevitable happened.

Mdm Lim. (*cue horror music*)

"Eh wait, you!" Mdm Lim called for Don, as he tried to turn his back on her. He winced as he cued Carol to leave the place before Mdm Lim noticed her. The few teachers who were speaking with Mdm Lim shot Carol a disappointed look, before returning their amused gaze at the alleged victim. Namely Don.

"Ah, you ah. How many times I catch you for breaking school rules. You know that you cannot wear home clothes in school, you... what's your name again..." Mdm Lim spoke, her speech exemplifying flawless Singlish. A trademark.

"WeiWen," the other teachers said in unison, reminding her of this little prat she first met in Secondary 1. This little prat was now a CCA leader, and just as mischievous.

"Right. One more time ah, WeiWen, and you have to step down as leader. You cannot lead unless you're of good conduct yourself!"

"And I'll be demoted to vice-leader, with all the perks and none of the responsibilities?" Don couldn't help but poke fun at the situation.

"Yes," Mdm Lim replied absent-mindedly, not aware of Don's sarcasm.

"Well then, thank you Mdm Lim. Teachers! I'll take my leave now!" Don bounded off towards the staircase, before the former could notice that the other teachers were vastly amused.

"Wait! Go get that piece of cardboard from the floor before you leave."

Just like her to re-assert her authority, thought Don has he scampered down and up the stairs in record timing, before bidding his farewell to the teachers. They aren't all that bad really. Just a tad annoying when you break a few measly rules.

He looked on as he noticed that there was a friend who was badly scolded in NPCC for some trivial matters.

Looks like being a CCA leader isn't as cracked up as its supposed to be.