PROLOGUE- The Welcoming to Shark Highschool
"Unghh... I hate math," Channy said as she was assigned forty problems as homework. I, Xen, could easily agree, since I am in a higher math class, as was Ivy and Sarah.
-In the lunchroom an hour later...-
"What's for lunch?" Ivy asked hungrily. Mrs. Kren's voice startled us as she decided to answer, "Sloppy joe or pizza." As we seated, Trainer, one of the four friends, walked up to them with a pizza on his shirt, "I slipped on a joe and my pizza tray made contact with my new shirt. It was a rather sloppy joe, at that." Sarah walked up and started blabbing about science class when we had already started our lunch. After twenty minutes or so, we had deserted the place, in search of long, droning classwork and grueling homework.
And this is our daily life in the classroom. But this story isn't about daytime. It's about night-time.