Kat
thought.
"We were making carbohydrate models..." The
red-haired Gundam fan started.
"Carbo-whato's? Awe forget it, we'll just screw
around." Duo opened a Biology book and attempted to read it sideways, and
promptly threw it into the collection of plastic skeletons that Kat's normal
Biology teacher had accumulated. More students piled in the classroom, staring
at the substitute from another country. Kat's friend, Mitch, came over to her
seat.
"Isn't that...Duo?" He asked. Mitch had only
seen a few episodes of Gundam. Kat could only nod her head as she looked at her
subsitute teacher. The red-haired sophomore's eyes turned into big red hearts
and little cupids seemed to float above her head as she stared at Duo.
~Second Period~
Kat, her eyes still full of hearts, stopped at her
locker before going to French class. Another friend of hers, Jackie, met up with
her.
"I take it your teacher was gone too?" She
asked. Kat, her heart still aflutter, could only nod and sigh. Jackie shrugged.
As Kat walked into second period, she nearly had a heart
attack. She dropped her books right in the doorway and pointed.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!?!" She screeched.
"Teaching." Came the response.
"Oh man...I can't wait to see who's teaching
choir..." Kat said as she picked her books up off the floor and went to her
seat. The boy who sat in front of her turned around.
"Who's he?" The boy asked.
"Let's see, which name shall I give you first...Hm...there's
Zechs, Milliardo, Lightning Count, Preventer Wind..." Kat was cut off.
"Mr. Marquis will do." Zechs glared. A minute
after the bell rang, Kat's friend, Shane, walked in wearing his infamous shirt
which read: "I'm not gay, but my BOYFRIEND is". Shane took one look at
Zechs and rolled his eyes with his classic "He's hot!" smile. Only
seconds later, a balled up peice of paper knocked into her head. Kat opened it.
Kat-
Dude, our sub is H-O-T hot! David says you know him,
what's his name?
--Shane--
Kat rolled her eyes and wrote back:
Shane:
Dude, our sub is M-A-R-R-I-E-D. His name is Zechs
Marquis, and um, pilots a giant killer robot. Long story, ask later.
Kat*
She tossed the note back to her girl-like friend just as
Zechs began to speak the French lesson, very clumsily.
"Uh, Bon-jour...Je suis Monseiur Marquis..."
~Third Period~
As the bell rang, Kat picked up her books and prepared
for choir by rolling down her sleeves and wondering who the next substitute, if
there was to be one, would be. She joined her friends as she walked down the
stairs to the first floor.
After chatting with her friends outside some, Kat opened
the choir room door only to be blasted with a gust of frozen choir room air.
Upon entering, she noticed something was missing, her little impish choir
teacher was missing, to be exact.
"Good morning students!" Rang a familiar
voice. Kat jumped upon seeing her sub.
"QUATRE?!" She exclaimed. Just seconds after
the red-haired Gundam fan spoke his name, her friend, Mel, rushed up to the
substitute and began to poke at him.
"Are you real?!" Mel asked.
"I, uh, think so..." Quatre said, a little
unnerved. Kat got out her passbook like she normally did to go get some water.
"Uh, Mr. Winner, could I go get some water?"
She asked, offering him the passbook. Quatre smiled and signed the pass.
As Kat walked out of the choir room and into the
commons, she heard yet another familiar voice, "Hup two three four, hup two
three four! C'mon guys, get jogging!" Kat rounded the corner to see Hilde
leading the P.E. class around in circles around the common's lunch tables.
"Only in this school..." She sighed.
~Fourth Period~
Kat walked in late to Algebra growling about her locker
being jammed again. She was so engrossed in mourning over her tardiness that she
failed to notice that a substitute with a strange hair-do was teaching the
class.
"Alright class, we're doing a new exersize
today." Came a strangely calm voice. Kat looked up to see none other than
the acrobatic clown, Trowa, teaching her Algebra class. She slapped herself in
the head.
"Oi vei..." she sighed.
"I need a volunteer." Trowa said, his voice a
slight monotone. One boy raised his hand. Trowa checked the seating chart and
pointed to the boy.
"Alright...Jordan, is it? Throw this at me and
we'll measure how far away from my body it is." Trowa tossed Jordan a
knife.
"But aren't knives kinda...illeagle to have
in..."
"Just throw it."
Kat began to write her daily notes to her friends as
Jordan threw knives at Trowa. I really hope I don't get someone boring for
World History...I have enough of that everyday. She thought.
~Fifth Period~
Her stomach full of food from lunch, Kat headed to her
least favorite class with Jackie and Lusa, two friends that were in her class.
"Who do you suppose is our teacher now?" Lusa
asked.
"I don't care to know..." Kat moaned, fearing
it may be a character she didn't really like. They walked into the class and to
Kat's horror, there stood Wufie. The sophomore dropped her books right there and
threw her arms into the air.
"OH NO! My day's been weird enough already without
you! I'm outta here!" She exclaimed.
"No you don't, Onna! You're staying right
here!" Wufie shook his finger at Kat, who was on her way out of the door
when she saw a familiar boy in spandex pants and a green tank top.
"I think I'll take my chances in here." She
thought to herself, stepping back into the room.
"Heh, nice to see that you see things my way."
Wufie chuckled.
"Yeah right, Wuffy!" Kat muttered,
slightly smirking as she said it.
"How dare you ,onna!"
"QUIT CALLING ME THAT!"
"Onna!"
Silence befell the room as Kat crossed her arms and
refused to respond.
"Onna! You will reply!" Wufie commanded. There
was no response. Jackie very timidly tapped Wufie's shoulder.
"She only replies to the names 'Katherine' or
'Kat', anything else and she won't respond." Jackie explained. Kat had done
this to her Pre Algebra teacher last year when he called her Kathy, a name she
refused to be called. Wufie glared at Kat and copied her by crossing his arms,
sticking his nose up in the air, and closing his eyes. The class filed in and
stared at the teacher and student who refuesed to talk to each other, giving
them strange looks.
~Sixth Period~
Kat walked to the English department, steam coming out
of her ears. It just had to be Wufie, didn't it? She mentally talked to
herself as she walked into the room, only to see the one person she couldn't
stand more than Wufie...
"OH NO! IT'S THE EYEBROW LADY!!!!" Kat
screeched.
"I beg your pardon?" The sub responded. The
red-haired Gundam fan set her books down on her desk.
"Please, don't let your eyebrows eat me!!!"
Kat pointed to the obnoxiously strange eyebrows that her substitute sported.
"What?"
"TWEEZERS! DOROTHY NEEDS TWEEZERS!" Kat
bellowed.
"What?! How dare you insult me, why I'm
Duke..."
"Durmail's granddaughter who is obsessed with war
which I hope I don't have to listen to one of your annoying lectures on
war." Kat rambled. Just then, Mel walked in and immediatly, an astonished
look spread over her face.
"IT'S DOROTHY!" She shouted. Mel was obviously
star struck, probably thinking "just imagine, a tv star teaching MY English
class!". Kat smacked herself in the face.
"I repeat: Only in this school..."
~Seventh Period~
Kat padded to seventh hour, not looking forward to any
surprises. She set foot in the Yearbook room to check in and then head to the
computer lab. She looked at the teacher's desk.
"Well, there's a surprise." She scoughed.
There, sitting at the desk, was none other than Relena Peacecraft. Relena looked
up from the book she was reading and smiled.
"Good afternoon!" She chimed. Kat smiled a
very fake smile, set her books down, and went to the computer lab to work on
various things.
"What a day..." She muttered to herself. As
she headed towards the lab, she could hear the faint noise of the P.E. class
coming from the main hall, sounding off to the Army song, Hilde leading.
~After School, teacher's lounge~
The substitute teachers gathered in the lounge to talk
about their day and what strange encounters they had.
"People said I needed to pluck my eyebrows!"
Dorothy pouted as she crossed her arms.
"Too many onna bakas to deal with! How do the
teachers get along here?" Wufie shouted, which was quickly followed by a
swift knock on the head from Sally.
"I had fun today!" Relena chimed as she talked
with Hilde.
"Hey, should we hold the teachers hostage for
another day?" Duo asked. The room suddenly became silent.
"Why not?"
~END~
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