“Next weekend I’m planning for a trip for the Health Committee Members,” Terrence announced at our end-of-the-week group meeting. “I’ve checked the records of the previous club’s activities and there’s not much in it except for the quarterly mazes.”
“Quarterly mazes?”
Alice, the only other member of the health club, gives me a small smile. “Quarterly mazes are something like a festival at this school,” She explains softly. “This quarter, we’ll start with the Sports Maze.” I couldn’t help but stare as the last time I saw her, she had pink highlights in her hair. Now, it was long gone and she had cut her brown hair above her shoulders.
“So we have to participate in these activities?”
Terrence nods his head, handing me a sheet where a list of the summary of events were noted down. It was
