Chapter 1: Incidents
I entered my biology room and my hair was across my eyes because of the stupid fan my old timer bio teacher Mr. Burns leaves on. I glanced on the smart board, high tech and all, and I was bewildered by the words lazily plastered on it.
Right next to Human Reproduction mysteriously adhered on the board was a written 69, which was probably written by a student. Someone said, "Finally."
Outside of the board was a ducked taped Barbie and Ken holding hands, naked but had the areas that were not to be seen patched with small post sticks.
"Heeeeey girl." My best friend Brit said next to my left ear. Brit, as always, had her hair perfect in fancy braids or designs in all occasions. This time her wavy blond highlights were crafted with two pig tails and black ribbons, almost making her look like she dyed parts of her hair black.
Her white collar had several buttons undone and our identical black jackets fit her hourglass body perfectly. She was already so pretty, but she didn't mind giving herself some smoky eyes and making her lips red.
"This is why school outlaws phone use in the school. Imagine people posting these kinds of things on Instagram or like late trend people would use, Facebook." She said, "Besides, this'll make me take my camera shot on HHY for the board education section. And then I would end up doing something productive. Like helping out with a tutor." She said.
"Brit." I said, "I believed that you would be into learning something like this." I said, she squinted her eyelashes together and gave a mischievous smile.
"This class is practically no use for muwah if I already know it." I rose a eyebrow.
"Brit? As a virgin?" Our little talk ended when our mechanical bell came out of the ceiling speaker, we sat on our table.
Who came in the room wasn't Mr. Burns but Coach Hags, unusually wearing brown dress pants, a white collar with a red tie, but still wore a USC cap.
Someone said a echoing "boo" but he ignored it. "Alright kids. As for those who are unaware," some students gave looks and some bits of their snorts or laughter. "Sex is a female and male process at which when the pair ends up a fifteen minute notice of having a backseat in a car. That involves science. What is science?" He said.
"Boring." Someone said, he points at him to give a warning while everyone's laughter lasted about a few seconds.
"Just because you guys just woke up doesn't mean you guys can start goofing off. Class time people!" He raises his voice and we stopped. "Jocelyn Beckett?" He calls out.
"I go by Jace." I said raising my hand.
"Whatever. What do you think?" He said. "Of science in a proactive manner." He finishes.
"Science is the study of life." I said.
He sits on the swivel hair and points his index finger in the air. "And?"
"Knowledge gained through experimentation and observation." Fantastic job Jace. You sound like Hermione Granger or a audiobook.
"Good." He looks to Brit, "How about you miss Britney Rhodes. And in your own words." He used his hands to quote his last remark.
"Science is a investigation." She said proudly.
"Alright then." He looks at all of us. "I've got a note today from your sick, Mr. Burns, to switch everyone's seats."
Brit kicked my leg and I knew how she felt about it, I didn't like it either. "Um Mr. Burns, it's the end of 1st semester." Brit said.
"And I was told to change seats." He said with a mean tone.
I quickly looked around the room and reviewed myself who everyone was, and did know everyone's name...except one. And after Coach called out our seat arrangements I did end up sitting next to the unknown blond haired guy. He had spiky thick hair that was all out but suited him. I awkwardly got on my seat and slouched on my seat feeling down, dropping my white Jansports that was decorated with anime symbols and not-too-hard characters I drew. I really didn't like the idea of sitting away from Brit.
"Alright class! We're doing a little partner class project." He said and some student mutters displeasure. "Human reproduction comes with feeling, partner knowledge, and trust. You're going to just have to learn about each other and make an at least fifteen info point." We all looked around the room, everyone had partners of the opposite sex. "Twenty minutes." He said and everyone starts up a conversation.
I unzipped my backpack, taking out my creative hand-made anime binder, and took out a sheet of paper. The guy didn't hold a backpack or wore our school uniform, wearing a white, blue, and orange baggy jacket, blue jeans, and a thick funky headband. "Um excuse me?" I said. He faced to me and I looked in total shock.
"Uh hi. Jace was it?" He said in a cool and deep voice. It felt like dèja vu, and he looked so familiar. Plus he was attractive.
I refreshed my mind and looked at him. "Y-yeah..." I said sheepishly while I tucked my hair to the side. I looked into his eyes and they were cold and black and almost hard to look straight into. I distracted myself by looking at the clock. Fifteen minutes. "Okay. Right." I took out a pencil. "What is your name?" I asked in a questionable tone.
"Peter Parker." He said. I let out a small snort. He rose his eyebrow, "What?" He said.
"No-no. Don't get the wrong idea." I controlled my laughter. "I just never heard of anyone who has the same name as Spider-Man." I said. He didn't react to my comment and still looked at me. "You do know who Spider-man is, right?" I asked.
"No, can't say I do." He said. I scribbled on my paper: 'Not a movie person' and 'Name is Peter Parker'. "Do you have a birthmark?" He asked getting closer to me.
My eyes widens but I quickly made myself cool. "No." I lied.
"Do you live with one parent?" He said.
"No. I live with my parents like everyone else." I lied again.
"Are you seventeen?" He asked. 'What is up to with his questions? This is a all grade class.' It was weird how specific that question was, he could have just asked how old I was. "Were you originally born here? Do you live close to Westridge?"
I blinked several times to keep up with my thinking. 'Does he KNOW me?' "No and no." I said immediately. "We're suppose to learn about each other's liking, personality, and who we are. Not our personal life, like where I live." I said seriously.
"Sorry. Didn't mean to make you feel bad." He looked away scratched and the back of his head with guilt.
"It's alright." I said kindly and clicked my pen and gave it to him. "Now. At least let me ask a question. What's your favorite color?" I asked.
"What's yours?" He said with his hand on his cheek, leaning on it.
"I asked first." I said.
"Then I won't answer." He said, teasing me.
"White." I said and with a sigh and formed a small smile.
"Blue." He said with a smirk.
"See? It wasn't that bad." I said teasing him back. "Are you a only child?" I asked while writing 'Favorite color is blue'.
"Just an only child." He said in a tone that made me look at him. His eyes looked colder and his mouth was tight closed, I had a weird feeling rushing into me and I had a good guess what was going on.
"N-never mind." I said and put down my pencil. He seemed like he a very laid-pack person, toned and muscular. I wrote down 'athletic'. "Do you play sports?" I asked.
"No." He said.
"What do you do?" I asked. The bell rang and everyone started heading off.
"Nice meeting you Jace." He said and and was already by the door when I turned to say something else. I was about to bolt up and run after him until Coach called my name.
"Jace. Come up here please." I walked up to him and the classroom became empty. "So you've met the new student?" I nodded a yes. "You're are not in trouble Miss Beckett, and what I see is that you have incredible grades here." He said flipping through the papers. "And that is going to be very helpful for Mr. Parker. I want you to tutor him." He said and my jaws dropped,
"But Coach--."
"And there will be no buts." He said lifting his number one finger.
"But what does he think of this?" I said.
"He's the one who actually asked for help, for you." He said.
My head jerks back and I made a questionable face, blinking again as if I didn't understand a thing he said. "B-but--."
"You will be late for your next class Miss Beckett, today is a short period day as well." I nodded and left the room, slamming the door with frustration.
"Jace! JACE!" Brit runs up to me and grabs both my hands. "Can you believe it?!" She squeals and jump, making me see stars in the air.
"W-what?! WHAT??!!!" I said and she stops.
"Sorry. It's just..oh my Shinigami! That guy you sat next!!!" She squeals again.
"Yeah?" I didn't see why she was freaking out.
"Hello J~?! Didn't you pay attention to his outfit? Not to mention his looks." I shook my head. "His cosplay!!! From Fairy tail? OVA 3! He dressed up like Gray Fullbuster's disguise outfit! It's practically identical to the real thing!!"
I thought about it for a minutes and looked in surprise. "Oh my god you're right." I said.
"Hey girls!" A teacher said. I realized that we were the only ones in the hallway.
"Today is the big day! Don't be late!" Brit said as she left, "Don't be late for class!" I said and we started running towards our third period class.
"Miss Beckett." Mrs. Durhams said with her heavy, British accent. My plan of sneaking in without notice didn't work. I sweat-dropped and stood there hopelessly. "You are late." She said coldly, fixing her grandma glasses that were attached to her beaded necklace. Some kids snicker as the teacher gives me the tardy note, "You are lucky that this is your first time having a tardy. Now sit." She orders and I sit on my seat, all the way on the far back of the classroom that I despised so much. I sat in the annoying-popular-and-snotty-kids zone.
This classroom is just as fancy as the school. Stairs on each side, the long arched tables stretching across the large classroom. It looked very close to the style of Harry Potter or Vampire Knight classrooms.
"Sean. I can hear and see you chewing gum." With a another snicker rising, Sean Park, gave out his useless excuses and whines.
"Sorry we're late!" With a huge burst, out classroom's wooden doors was flung open. A blonde girl breathed heavily as she stood there.
The moment we saw her, all our jaws dropped. She was wearing a red playboy-bunny outfit with brown tights, including white bunny ears. The guys were whistling and google-eyed her.
"Gah..." I looked in total shock with my left eyebrow twitching. 'What the hell?!' I thought.
"Young lady! What on earth are you wearing?!" Mrs. Durhams exclaims.
Behind the bunny girl was a red head that wore a white kitty outfit. Not those cute, innocent kitten onesies. It was a leotard. "Are we in the right room?" She asked, her voice mature and cool even though she wore such a gaudily outfit.
"I don't think you two are in the right SCHOOL! Who gave you permission to dress like that? So unladylike of you both!!!" She bellows. I felt a little bad for the girls, they both were about to put up with that witch. For most of us, it was strange of those two wearing those kind of things. This is the school for the rich.
The red head hands Mrs. Durham a note. "What is this?" She said still flustered with anger.
"A note from the office." The red head said.
To my surprise, Mrs. Durham's eyes widens and she nods, showing a sign of forgiveness. We all leaned on our tables to inch closer to pay attention to the scene. "I-I...apologize." She said in a way we all never experienced. "Sit at the back, where the open seats are." She was talking about where I was sitting. She hands them a pencil and a brand new notebook.
The sound of the girl's heels echo in the classroom, the boys and the girls turning there heads to follow. I looked away from contact and they finally sat.
Mrs. Durham clears her voice. "Alright." She slams the ruler on her desk and, as usual, gives us all a jolt. "Just because it's the last week before break doesn't mean that you can all party or..."slack" off." She said. "Now we will do a quick review of the Odyssey and the myths of the Gods of both Rome and Greece." She said and pressed the remote control button, having the large smart board to illuminate the classroom and connecting the board to our tablets.
I knew that she was talking and pointing here and there about the Powerpoint, but I didn't care to listen to the things I've learned billions and billions of times. I started playing on a tablets that was connected on the table in front of me. Being able to crash the system and unlock access without the teachers permission is easy as pie. But a crunched up paper was thrown to me and I looked to my right.
The blond that was to the right of me, two chairs away to be exact, looks at me and points to the paper. I took a deep sigh, shook my head, rolled my eyes, and opened the paper.
"What is your name? I'm Rose Tyler. And my friend here is Starfire."
She wrote.
I looked in surprise, 'Wow...three tv characters in one day.' I thought.
"That's cool. I'm Jocelyn Beckett."
I wrote.
"What's Greece and Rome?"
I scribbled on the paper.
"They are the two countries at the other side of Earth in Europe."
She wrote on it again and passed it to me.
"Where is Europe?"
She wrote.
I sweat-dropped. 'Is she kidding?' I thought.
"Miss Tyler." Mrs. Durham said. "Since you seem to you know everything about this lesson and have decided to not listen, I'd like to hear from you what was the name of the island in Greek mythology that the King Odysseus lived in and left for the Trojan War."
Rose didn't even know Europe, there was no way she was able to answer that question.
"Miss. TYLER." She said forcefully.
Feeling bad for her, I started streaming on the tablet.
"Whoa!" Someone yelped.
I grinned as everyone's tablet starts crashing, showing random images and glitches that caught their eyes.
"What on earth -?!" Mrs. Durham seem to have panicked. Quickly, I typed on my tablet, changing its course and typed the answer to Rose's tablet. I looked to Rose and she looks down to her tablet, looking in surprise and winced at me with a smile. I went back to my own tablet and fixed the other ones. Back to normal.
The students arose and stood up, chatting and murmuring. "Calm down calm down! The system is back to normal." She mutters something while shaking her head, "Now. Miss Tyler?" She said fixing her hair.
"Ithaca." Rose said and gave me a quick look to me.
"Very good." She said and went back to the board to say something else, but the bell rung and everyone starts leaving their seats.
"Hey!" Rose came up to me with a smile. She came closer to me next to my ears, "Thanks for the help." She moved in front of me and smiled, I smiled back.
"You're welcome." I said and started getting off my seat.
"Can you..help us with going around the campus?" She asked. "We don't know our way around." Starfire, I think, said.
"Well I-." With a huge grip, I was pulled back. "Hey!" I said.
I looked in surprise when I saw him. "Come ON!" It was Evan's voice, one of my best friends, and I nodded.
"I've got to go." I said running down the stairs.
"Bye Jace!" Rose said.
The both of us were running through the hallways and towards our usual room with Brit. "Have you forgotten today is THE DAY?" He said while running.
"No." I said grumpily.
"Jesus, woman, don't taut my arm off." He said. I realized I was gripping his hand and let go.
"Uh sorry." I said with my mouth shut. I looked up and did my usual crooked smile, mouth still shut.
Evan has chestnut brown hair, thick and kind of puffy, has a decent skin color of peach, and has hazel eyes. He also wore his nerdy yet classy black glasses. "Come on." He gestures his head and we entered through the door by unlocking it, leading us up the spiral stairs. "Are you nervous?" He asked.
"Are you nervous?" I asked.
He made a pause, "Well..maybe." I laugh a little. We made it to our spot where Brit, Evan, and I hang out. As soon as we got in, we were welcomed with the smell of makeup, hairspray, and perfume.