The Goggle-Head Boys
Chapter One
By KellyQ
A boy, about twelve and a half, ran down the busy street. He was taller than most boys his age. He was skinny and lean. The outfit he wore was a baggy blue shirt with a large star over a crescent moon embroidered in the center. His light gray shorts went to his knees and the blue sneakers were a swift moving blur as he maneuvered around the crowd saying 'excuse me' or 'pardon me' to whoever he bumped into. His rich brown hair, darted up like a torch from his goggles strapped around his forehead, swayed in the wind. His silver eyes set straight ahead. His face showed two large freckles on either side of his cheek.
His feet carried him all the way to the school. Some students were milling around. Others were walking into the building.
"You're late, Tagiru!" Came a voice he recognized. Tagiru turned to see a group of five boys—also wearing goggles strapped around their heads. The one standing in front of the group was Taiki. He wore a shirt that was white on one side, and red on the other. A yellow crown was embroidered on the red side of the shirt. His dark brown hair was spiked out like a starfish. His round goggles nestled comfortably on the middle of his head. He was the first to notice Tagiru.
"Hey, Taiki!"
They all said 'hi' to him, and he followed them into the school. The hallway bustled with life. Students bumping into shoulders, students trying to open their lockers and students having idle conversations in their own groups. This was the third year for Taiki and his group, Goggle-Head Boys. This group of boys was known for their athletic, sticking up for one another and being prestigious. Rumors, gossip, and debates were discussed among the other students. They knew what they heard was nothing, but it didn't stop the students from talking. A rumor such as Taichi being the leader was the first to circulate, after the five boys attended middle school for the third year. The rumor changed when he proclaimed that he wasn't the leader. Taichi had thick brown hair too. His goggles, strapped around his head spiked his hair up, and fell to the side. He wore a blue shirt, brown shorts, and blue sneakers.
"It's too bad that we don't have the same class," Daisuke sighed.
He was one of the goggle-head boys. His cherry-red hair bristled like thorns, and his goggles rested on his head. He wore a jacket with the colors of blue, yellow, and red, with a fuzzy collar that kept his neck warm. His shirt under the jacket was yellow. His dark-brown shorts went to his knees, and his red sneakers matched the color of his coat.
"At least we get to hang out in-between class, and have lunch together," Taiki reminded his friend.
The bell rang at that moment. All the students were still pushing their way to their class, or trying to get their lockers open. All five goggle-heads said their goodbyes when they separated. Taichi was the first to arrive in the math class. He sat down, just as the rest of the students came in. The teacher walked in with a student Taichi had never seen before. He was tall and slender. His short blond hair was parted to the side, and his sharp blue eyes held confidence. He wore a green short-sleeve shirt and brown shorts. His sneakers were the same color as his shirt.
Taichi watched the new student interest. A new student? This should be interesting!
The students were now in their seats, ready for the teacher to introduce the new student.
"Everyone, this is Yamato Ishida, our new student," the teacher introduced. He turned his attention toward Yamato. "Why don't you tell the class where you came from."
"All that's happened to me is that I transferred here, that's all."
Not the social type is he, Taichi thought, but I do think he's interesting to look at. He watched Yamato make his way to a desk next to him and pull out his math book out of a leather over-the-shoulder bag (that he had over his shoulder).
The rest of the period went by slowly until the bell rang. Everyone started to put their books in their bags. A few got up and made their way out. Taichi glanced to his right to see Yamato getting ready to leave and a few girls talking to him all at once.
Taichi couldn't help but watch with amusement. None of the girls realized that Yamato wasn't even acknowledging their flirtations, and Taichi had to admit that it was funny and clever on Yamato's part not to take notice.
"Come on girls," one of the girls, who was doing most of the flirting, finally spoke up, "or we'll be late for class."
The rest of the girls said their good-byes and walked out.
Taichi shook his head. "Annoying ... aren't they?"
Yamato turned his head and noticed Taichi for the first time since he came in. Yamato didn't take time into looking at the students, even though he did take note of Taichi's thick hair and goggles.
"And you are...?"
Taichi grinned. "Taichi Kamiya." He held out his hand for Yamato, hoping he would take it.
Yamato stared at Taichi's hand before he packed up the rest of his stuff and walked out. Taichi blinked and looked at his hand wondering if there was something on it. Yep! Not the social type! He packed his books in his school bag and headed out of the classroom. He trudged down the hallway until he came across Daisuke talking to a slender teen with shoulder length blue hair. It was hard to tell from where Taichi was standing, if the student Daisuke was talking to was also new since he had never seen him before.
"Hey, Taichi!" Daisuke spoke up, snapping Taichi out of his thoughts, "get over here and meet my old friend Ken Ichijouji! He just transferred here!"
I wonder how many more new students will transfer to this school, Taichi thought making his way over to meet the new student. Ken wore a gray shirt and pants with black sneakers. And when Taichi got a closer look at Ken's face, he noticed that was a lot of kindness in Ken's soft blue eyes.
To Be Continued ...