Disclaimer: Sigh... Now I'm all depressed because I don't actually own. darn
" Alright, alright, settle down, you hooligans." Komui sighed, glancing wearily about the classroom. "We're having a new student join our class today, and I want you to act less insane than I know you all to be."
With that said, the students currently sprawled all over their desks sat down and the noise reduced. A knock at the door called the teachers attention, and he walked over after sending one more glare to the highschoolers.
After having a short word with the escort, Komui led the new arrival into the class.
" Well, here is Allen Walker. He recently moved from Australia, and I want you all to welcome him."
One could almost hear the crickets chirp as the teenagers took in their new classmate's appearance. It certainly wasn't what they expected, that's for sure. At first it was the pure white hair and livid red scar running down his face that caught their attention, but it was his almost ethereal beauty that kept it. Getting over the silence that seemed to have plagued them upon first sight of Allen, they broke out into whispers, murmurs, and the occasional giggle from a girl.
" Hello, pleasure to meet you all. My name is Allen Walker, I hope to get along with all of you." He introduced amiably, apparently not at all embarrassed when the whispers grew louder at his accent.
Sighing, Komui said almost regrettably, "As it is the only seat left, you will sit next to Lenalee."
A girl with a friendly smile and pigtails raised her hand. As Allen started to move down the aisle, Komui grasped his arm and pulled him closer threateningly.
" If you so much as look at her wrong, you will find yourself with less than four appendages Mister transfer student." He said lowly, grinning.
Allen turned paler than his already white skin, gulped, and continued down the aisle, more wary than before. He sat down and turned to the girl, Lenalee, with a grin.
" Hi! Nice to meet you." Allen stuck out his hand.
Blushing slightly, Lenalee shook his hand and returned the grin, slightly more subdued.
"Hello. I'm Lenalee Lee, Komui's little sister. Please don't pay attention to any thing he told you, I wont let him injure you." With a frustrated look, she pulled out a clipboard from her backpack.
Now a little confused, Allen nodded then turned back to a wildly gesturing Komui who had moved onto the topic of the mandatory talent show soon to come. Allen turned back to Lenalee and asked,
"Isn't a talent show a little kiddish? Last time I did one of those, I… wait…I've never done a talent show before."
"Oh really? But, yeah, it's a tradition to hold some sort of event to get all the students at the Black Order involved in something, and hopefully make some new friends while they're at it."
After exchanging some ideas on what the other should do, they returned their attention back to Komui, who yet again, had moved onto a random topic of how bus drivers would be able to get into the bus if the doors slide open.
Forty minutes later of nothing but completely random lectures from Komui, Allen was finally released from the class. By now, people had heard of the new, mysterious and cute transfer, and Allen was faced with many failed attempts of discreet glances.
Although on the outside he looked completely calm, Allen was actually getting a little irritated with all the attention. Hoping to avoid some curious looks, he ducked into an emptier hallway with bulletin boards littering the walls. Slowing up a little, Allen passed advertisements for dog walkers, Spanish club, anything you can name. What sign really caught his attention; however, was a small white card stuck in the corner of the largest board. In plain font, it was asking for a piano player for a band, presumably of one of the students at Black Order High School.
With a small smirk, Allen thought, "Finally, something I can enjoy doing."
Seriously, though, how do bus drivers open thir doors? These are the questions that haunt me!
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