Hello all! Greetings from the land where reality is fuzzy, and the one-person population has no life. So, as I sat there during Christmas vacation pondering on what to do next, I decided, 'hey, let's write some crap.' So here we are, and I am a dork, and I hope you find some kind of retarded amusement out of this piece of (cough) literature. Bon voyagee!
Ok, 30 more minutes, and one more class and then you're done for the day.
Laena calmly thought, trying to reassure herself that she wasn't going to break down.
30 more minutes, 30 more… No! It's terrible! I can't make it! I have no hope, Help! Get me out!
She paused only to lend a reluctant ear to the droning teacher.
Mother Fucker!
Thirty-two minutes later, Laena trudged down the hall on to her next class. Her boots felt unnaturally heavy this afternoon. The blue-flamed laces stared ominously up at her. She stared right back.
Must have…CAFFEINE!
Somehow she made it to her last class and dropped her bag down with a thud, proceeding then to collapse into her seat in the back corner. She sprawled onto her desk for a moment, and then roused herself to dig blindly in her bag for her book. With a burst of renewing triumph, she pulled it out of her bag and a piece of gum.
Yes, gum… she praised. I'm going to need it if I am not to kill anyone today. She thought pessimistically, as she glared at her mostly freshmen Spanish class.
Friggin' spazes.
She began reading her book, waiting for class to begin. When she had finally gotten into the story, a person with a hat… wait, no. That was his HAIR. oookeeeyyy…. umm, caught her eye.
Shit.
She gasped to herself as the kid gracefully floated down the aisle, and took the empty seat on her left.
Sarcastically she thought, That's some hair, kid. And then her irony sank in. He's probably some freshman. Darn. He's good-looking. Friggin' freshmen.
The source for the bitterness behind the girl is the fact that Laena is a Junior in high school. She needed another language for her college applications, so she took Spanish 1, which unbeknownst to her at the beginning of the year, was full of the failing freshmen from the year prior. She hated them so! On top of that, she wasn't a very social person either. On occasion, she would have a small chat with the kids around her corner, but not today. For, today was Monday. And Mondays suck ass.
So she retreated to her book once again, trying to expand her mind, rather than her temper. It took her a few minutes before she realized the kid with the loud hair was ironically mute beside her. It took her another minutes to see a group of girls were going to engulf her comfort zones to flirt with the poor kid.
Damnit.
In an irrational impulse, she leaned over to the boy with red hair and green eyes, and warned,
"Watch out. You're about to be interrogated."
He gave her a hard stare, almost as if he actually believed he was in danger, but then she flicked a glance towards the oncoming mass and he relaxed. He was about to say something right when the first girl asked a question and cut Laena out of view. She sat back with a chuckle, and continued reading.
Well, at least now I'm in a good mood. She laughed. "No shit."
…With a crack of thunder, and a flash of lightning, at that precise moment, a shot rang out. The vampire jerked, and his face drained of any amusement. His head snapped up. She held out her left gun, still smoking, no face seen under the veil. The vampire looked up at her with a glare that could have stilled the bravest of-
"Hola, classe!"
"Meh" Laena grumbled as the teacher began talking, and she put her book away.
"Today we have a new student." She gestured to the boy with the crimson locks. "I see some of you have already acquainted yourselves. This is Suichi, who just moved to the U.S."
That got quite a few admiring oo's from the class.
Laena glanced at the boy, noticing the slightly annoyed expression on his face, and chuckled to herself as she began to fill out the worksheet coming down the row.
When she was finished, which was about 10 minutes before everyone else, she took out her notebook and a sharpie marker and began sketching fun lettering on the back side. Then a part of a song came into her head. "Drink up, shoot it. Let the beatings begin. Distributor of Pain, your loss becomes my gain." So she began the infamous lettering of METALLICA with the marker. (Speaking of which. If anyone has seen the newer season of YYH, did you notice that Kuwabara, a few episodes prior to being kidnapped, ditched Yusuke to go see a 'MEGALLICA' show? Ha!)
In the process of this logo, she began nodding her head to the song, which had coincidentally, become stuck there.
The boy next to her, noticing the movement, as he finished his paper, looked over, and frowned, obviously confused by her behavior. Then he looked at the book, and he sighed, realizing the cause for the abnormal action.
"Have you ever seen them in concert?" He whispered to Laena. Her movements ceased, and her arm instinctively moved to cover the design. She looked up at him, bewildered, but then the teacher noticed them.
"Laena, why don't you get started on our next assignment with Suichi? You're an upper classman, you know what's going on." She gave them the assignments, and they briefly scanned it, but Laena just sat back in her chair. She took a deep breath to calm her annoyance while Suichi moved his desk closer.
"Hi, I'm Suichi." The boy said. He held his hand out in friendly greeting, but Laena stared at it like it was some deformed thing.
Fine. For today we will be accepting.
She decided, as she snapped out of her inner thought, and smiled tiredly.
"You speak English very well." She complimented as she shook his hand.
"So, have you ever seen them?" He asked again.
Persistent, isn't he? She thought to herself. "Actually, yes. In October. I thought it was the coolest thing ever." she said shaking her head with a smile. But then the smile vanished, and she got a challenging expression. "Why, have you?"
Suichi just sat back, and said "No."
Laena frowned. "Do you even like them, or are you trying to start up conversation?" she asked skeptically.
"Yes, I do like them." He answered a bit eagerly, "I only got into them about a few months ago though." He finished with a smile.
Laena's eye brows rose in approval. "So, why are you taking Spanish 1?" she asked, semi accepting him.
"College Transcripts." He laughed.
By the time the bell rang, Laena and Suichi were walking out of the class laughing. He had noticed her 'Damn, I'm good' t-shirt, and inquired about it, and she told him the seemingly stretched tale.
Maybe he's not so bad. She thought. In the time they spent not doing their work, she had found out he was a junior as well, but he had skipped a grade, because of his giant brain.
(Come on, ladies, we all know he's like a super genius.)-so basically, he's gonna be turning 17 when she turns 18.
After the two had departed in their separate ways, Laena walked down to the Dunkin Doughnuts down the street for her caffeine pick-me up. Once she got her HAZELNUT COFFEE she went home. She had her headphones on, able to listen to the actual Harvester Of Sorrow. YES.
"Done!" Laena yelled as she pummeled her pencil to her desk. There was still enough light out to go for a walk, so she gathered her camera and her army jacket and left.
She walked to the woods that bordered the school property, not only because of their spectacular trees, but because the woods were on a hill, and over-looked the valley.
Armed with her camera, she began snapping shots here and there of the sunlight, and animals, SUCH AS SQUIRRELS!
And then during all of this picture-taking, her cd player reached the chorus of Master Of Puppets.
"Taste me you will see, more is all you need. You're dedicated to how I'm killing you!" she sang aloud as she focused and snapped another shot. When the image stilled in the viewing screen, she caught a glimpse of something in the bush. "What is that?"
She looked up at the area, but didn't see anything. She turned her camera onto the viewer, and brought the picture up. There was a black hazy area in the right corner.
Suddenly, there was a rustle in the bushes, and her head shot back up. She looked just in time to see something.
Because of human curiosity, Laena meandered over to the bush, stopped 2 feet in front of it, and handled the situation the way any mature adult would.
She threw rocks at the bush.
Nothing happened as she stared dumbly at the shrubbery. (I'm Roger the Shrubber) Growling, she marched over, berating herself for being afraid. In the middle of her anger, she thrust her hands into the bush, and spread it apart with a ferocity to match a pro-wrestler's.
Nothing.
She almost cried with relief. She really believed for a second that something was there. So she took a deep breath, and listened to the sounds, catching Master just as it ended. She looked up, and saw the sun was setting.
Oh, wow. I better get back. She thought, but not before snapping a few more shots of the sunset.
She circled slowly, every point a different cloud and color. "Oh, it's beautiful." she sighed, right when she turned to take another shot.
"Yeah, beautiful like you are to eat." Came a slithery voice from her left.
She jumped when she heard the intruding voice, and aimed the camera, inadvertently taking his picture.
She looked up, way up, at the grotesque pushed-in face, lined with horns, and fangs, and evil features.
Her mouth dropped.
She couldn't scream. The movement impulse wasn't making it to her brain.
"What was that about tasting ya?" the huge demon grinned. "And killing you?"