I sighed and dropped my pencil onto my desk. I wasn't going to get anywhere by taking notes if I had no clue what I was writing.
'Algebra is too hard...' I thought. Why did I have to have it so early? I mean, first period? Whose genius idea was this! I was never mentally prepared for this torture they call school, and at three weeks into the year things certainly weren't getting better.
High school is to hard. Especially when you're a freshman, getting shoved around in the halls, getting lost, not understanding anything, you know- all that crap. I want it to be summer again. I'd wake up at 12 to find myself home alone, draw, listen to music, sing, and go on tumblr all day. No homework, no sweaty gym, and most importantly no socializing.
I'll admit it. I'm horrible. I hate people. I mean, they're so... so... weird... I can't describe it. I just suck at talking to people, I guess. I don't have like any friends at school, other then the two people I've known since I was little. Miku and Teto.
Miku was really kind and sweet, but wanted to fit in with the popular gang a little too much for my taste... If we ever had a sleepover she'd practice dirty dancing in front of a mirror while I scrolled through memebase on my laptop. Miku's gorgeous, and she knows it. She always tries to flirt, and can't go one week without liking a guy. Also, she always asks me weird things. "Rin, who do you liiiiike?" "Rin, what do you even look for in a guy?" "Rin, you're lesbian right? You never like any guys!"
My replies consist of these important bullet points:
-Yes, I am straight
-I like when they're shirtless and have abs
-Every guy at our school is ugly and they're all perverted douches.
Oh, how Miku loves me.
Teto on the other hand, is really sweet. She's never liked anyone, that I know of, but she can get along with practically anyone. She knows everyone in the entire school, and I've never seen her mad. She's not the brightest bulb, and can be kind of hyper, but she's still adorable. Also, Teto never questions my sexuality. But then again, I never really talk to Teto anymore... at all...
Other than those two people, who I have zero classes with, I will be forever alone.
The bell rung, and I gathered my stuff and zoomed out to homeroom.
"Good morning students," The principals voice came booming through the speakers. "Tonight we have our second home game of the football season! Make sure to come and root for the Lions! Besides that, seniors and juniors..." the voice exited my ears and I began to daydream. "Freshman," my ears perked back up, "congratulations to
-insert random name I couldn't make out here- for placing in the national cross country tournament!" Augghhh, everything is so boring here. We need more excitement. "Also, we have a new freshman! He transferred a couple of weeks late, but if you see a new face around the school make sure to welcome Len Kagamine!" Blaughhh. More people to crowd this already overflowing school. The principal listed students who needed to meet with her, people who had announcements, and that sort of thing. I slumped into my chair and watched the rest of the class talk until the bell rung.
English! Yes! I took honors english, because my old teacher said I was good with er, naturally figuring out sentence structuring or something like that. The class is really hard and demanding, and the teacher is strict, gives us tons of homework (that I never do), yells at us constantly, yet I still love it. Why? Our teacher has the most amazing Irish accent. I could listen to it for hours.
"Cut the mindless chattering! Class has started!" I stared at her mouth while it moved. I wonder how accents work... "Now that we're all paying attention, let's give a warm and friendly welcome to Mr. Len Kagamine!" A guy stood up. He was short, but slim. His dirty blonde hair was pulled into a short and messy ponytail, and he had large blue eyes with golden rims around the pupil. He had dark eyelashes and his eyebrows were perfect, thick but not dark. He had a heart shaped face and thin peach lips. His fists were clenched at his sides like he was nervous. He looked oddly familiar...
Aww snap! He looks just like me!
As soon as I came to this realization, I saw a few kids turn their head back at me, and I shrugged. I don't know this kid, and I don't want to know him. I want to go home and sleep and eat and not be here.
"Len, there's an open spot by miss Rin Kale over there, the girl with short blonde hair. Take a seat. She'll give you a review of what we've learned so far."
Crap. I don't want to talk about stuff I don't understand. Heck, I don't want to talk, period.
See? I rock at english. I got this punctuation thing down.
Len picked up his stuff and moved over to my desk. "So, uh, hi..."
"hey. I honestly have no idea what's going on in this class, so..."
"It's okay I'll catch on.. eventually... but I don't feel like learning right now, and since we have the opportunity to whisper in class..."
"You wanna talk?"
Len nodded.
Well, what the heck. He was pretty good looking. I mean, of course he was, he was a mirror image of me! Ahaha no. Seriously. I would look a million times better as a guy.
"Well, uh... what do you want to talk about?" My socially awkward side kicked in.
"I dunno, just.. what's school like I guess?"
"Urgh, to be honest? I hate it I want to go home and sleep."
Len chuckled, "honestly, I think that's what most people want. Are the people nice though?"
I frowned the slightest bit. "No. Guys are rude and perverted and girls are slutty and desperate. People are too obsessed with sex to care about anything else."
Len looked slightly taken aback. "Well, uh, that's too bad... You're very honest and straightforward about it..."
"Hmm, yeah, I guess I am."
"so uh-" "You two have had enough time to review. We have twenty minutes left of class. Now pay attention." I smiled to myself at her wonderful accent.
The bell rung and I gathered my things and ran to the door in one fluid motion.
"Wait- Rin!" I looked behind me to see Len jogging after me. I guess I was a fast walker.
"Hey, do you need help finding a class or something?"
Len smiled, "actually I was wondering what your next class is."
I blinked. Was he... no... never mind. "I have spanish next, room 137."
"No way! Me too!" He grinned.
On the way to class, Len asked me random questions. I felt like I was being quizzed.
I'm not good at quizzes.
I always fail.
"What's your favorite color?"
"Orange- sometimes yellow."
"Favorite subject?"
"Uh, nothing."
"Favorite activity?"
"Uh, drawing."
"Then wouldn't your favorite subject be art?"
"...No, the teacher is creepy."
The cycle just kind of continued until we crossed the school and got to Spanish, we were kind of late but the teacher was amazingly nice about it.
"Ahora, clase, dar a la bienvenida nuestros nuevo estudiante, Len!"
The class pretended to understand what the teacher said and smiled at Len. Most of the girls pulled down their shirts. I just shrunk back in my desk. Len smirked at me and I stuck my tongue out at him.
The girl in the desk next to me said; "You know him? He's cute."
Of course, people wanna talk to after I interact with an attractive guy.
"Not really, he was in my class before this also. We just talked and stuff."
"Hmm." The girl turned away and smiled seductively at Len. And then I was ignored again. Not that I was complaining.
Len had to sit in the back, next to some guy that always picks his nose when he thinks no one is looking. Poor Len.