Cut Of The Same Clothe
Summary: At 10th grade, Randy realized that being a ninja isn't all that cheese anymore. It seems to get harder and harder for him to keep up his normal life and being the Nirrisville's ninja. And asking the Nomicon was dangerous least to be taken by the Sorcerer. And help, is what the 10th grader got. From a very unlikely source. Mostly an Read or Die pairing (NomiXRandy) with a small side-pairing of NomiXOC for the purpose of the plot.
Disclaimer: I do not own RC9GN I only claim the OC and the plot.
A/N: I've made it! I actually made it to this fandom, praise the lord for that. Okay, I've noticed that some of the stories stick to Randy still being a 9th grader, which is still cool and acceptable. I just thought that I should place a story in a 'realtime' concept and make as believable to a real life situation. So I challenged myself to making this story. Though some of you may not like it, but I only ask that you give it a chance and bare with me as the story progresses. Hope you will enjoy the story, and I will all meet you at the buttom.
Chapter 1: The new gym teacher
Tenth grade. Randy couldn't believe it. He made it to being a tenth grader. With all the ninja stuff going on and keeping with his education and normal life, Howard and him thought that he'd never pass ninth grade. And for that, the purple-haired teen was very glad that he made it through his first year. With a contagious signature grin like smile he and his bestfriend walked in the schools hallways.
"Aw, yeah. Sophomore's. couls you believe it, Howard?" Said the ninja in secret as he tucked his hand away in the pockets of his dark teal hooded jacket.
His pudgy dark ginger-haired friend walked next to the tall purple-haired teen. "Yup, I know. Isn't so bruce? Though I kinda wonder who're the new freshman's this year?" Howard mused catching the attention of his friend.
"Bro, you'r not actually thinking on picking on the new kids, are ya?" the pudgy boy looked very much offended with the notion that his bestfrined was accusing him of.
"What? Dude, Cunningham, no way. I'm no better than what Bash does to us. No way that I'm going to be a total shoob. That's just wonk." Howard almost chunked over the idea. Yeah, he may have been a shoob at times but that was betweem them and a few friends they know.
Randy sighed in relief at that. He thought he'd lost his friend there fo a bit. With the whole ninja situation and all, he's surprised that their frindship is still intact. He'd thought that they'd might end up like Mac Antfee and McFist. Choosing to change the subject, Randy pulled ou his shcedule for the semester from one of the pockets from his bag to see what was his first period. He groaned. "Great. Two periods of gym. This is so wonk."
Howard took a look at his buddy's schedule an then his. Yup, deffinitelly different than last year, but at least they still have the the same classes in Math, Biology, and English. They also have the same free period, at least that was still cheese. "C'mon, Cunningham, there are some subjects the we're on. It ain't that bad bro." The pudgy boy reassured his friends as the bell finally rang and students hurrily went to their classes.
"See ya later, buddy. And good luck at gym class!" Howard said as he too, rushed towards his first class, leaving Randy with a few minutes alone before he left for gym.
Sporting the usual gym uniform for gym class Randy, along with a few familiar faces, were about ready for Mr. Green's lectures. And it was anyones bet that the first order of business was dodgeball. The class were devided in the social status; the nerds, geeks, and popular kids. The 'nerds' sighed in dismay because it means they were going to be pounded again by the bullies.
"Oh, man. This is totally wonk." Randy said under his breath when he slummped forward in his spot by the bleachers as he cupped his face with his hands. It was though forever but it was only a few minutes when the gym doors opened. As the sudents to expect that it was Mr. Green, a pair of footseps told rhem otherwise.
A woman presented herself infront of the students. She wore a one piece dress that took a more modern edge. The colores were of a metallic blue color on the upper half and the skirt was of a royal blue in color with cut slits on both side, a silver belt with a strange star emblem strapped to her hips, seperating it at the woman's curved torso. With a V-neck trim a hoodie with the same color matching the upper half of her dress. She also wore a white skinny pant jeans that were tucked away in her knee length blue boots. The woman herslef looked asain, if her eyes had anything to say about it. Her complection was a sunkissed tan in color. and her hair was…well they were not sure if that was the womans natural hair color because no one, as an adult, would have their hair color in a Heather shade of purple as it was tied in a high ponytail because it eneded near her knees when tied up. Her eyes were different somehow, because they were a shade of blue, perhaps it was a Flourescent blue, that give them a certain as Randy's attention to the woman, his eyes went down south, to her chest. They were quite abundant.
The woman cleared her throat loud enough for the students to hear. "Good morning, class." She greeted with a smile. "You might be wondering on who I am and where your teacher is. Well, my answer to that is because Mr. Green is inconviniently indisposed because of a sudden unfortunate mishap. So I will be filling up for him for the time being. My name is Egret Aloise Vermillion, and I am your new gym teacher."
The students passitively cheered on that-well, mostly the ones who were picked on-because that means Mr. Green won't let them do anything insane related like hopscorch. "But that doesn't mean I'm going easy on you." That cut them off.
"I may not be like your teacher, but I know wnough how to get you through gym class just as fine. So," Their teacher looked down from the clipboard she carried. "Let's start with some warm-ups. Jog around the gym three times."
Though the students slummped at that, it was still fair. Better than what Mr. Green does to them before. As the students jogged, Randy couldn't help but at least smile. 'Maybe gym class won't be wonk, after all.'
/N: There you have it, my official RC9GN fic. I'm not as busy as I was before and I will be updating within every week for the latest chapter as I can. Hopefully you are interested in the story will be sticking around to see what transpires, and I'll see you all again in the next chapter.
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