Chapter 1
'Attack! Goodbye Teacher!'

There are people who are social butterflies. They rely on interaction to thrive in life. Without being able to network, they are nothing. Often times they are the "popular ones", though not always. Even if not popular, as long as they have their friends, they are fine. Then there are the opposite people; people who find little joy being in a crowd, let alone the center of it. They are often stereotyped as "loners", "shy", and "outsiders". They each have their own reasons for not wanting to be social, whether it is that past experiences pushed them that way or they just down right hate talking to people. Cheri is one of the latter; unable to truly talk to anyone without the awkwardness of silence interrupting.

Cheri was a sophomore starting today. The first day of school was usually a bright day for many teenagers. You get to see you friends that have been gone all summer. You get to catch up with everyone. You get to see what classes you have and if maybe your crush will be in your class this year. But Cheri found little excitement in today. See she really had no "friends". Sure, she had those acquaintances that she would eat lunch with or partner up with in gym, but they wouldn't chat and hang out. And without the typical "friends", what was really the point in getting so excited about coming to class the first day?

"Hush now!"

The bell hadn't even rung yet, but the teacher was already calming the excited class. The man was a middle-aged man with wrinkles across his face defining his age. He was frowning at the students, his narrow, brown eyes feeling like they were focusing on each one individually. Cheri, who did not do well under pressure, felt like his was burning a hole in her. She just wanted to sink down into her chair, but somehow she managed to maintain a straight back.

Best not to give him something to yell at, Cheri thought on the topic of slouching.

Just as the bell rang a student rushed in. Cheri recognized him. His name was Kansei. He was known for getting into trouble for his tardiness, though today it seemed like he was generally trying to be on time. He had technically made it into the classroom before the bell rang and it looked like that took a lot out of him to get there.

"Tardy!" barked the teacher at Kansei.

"What?! I was totally in the classroom when the bell rang!" argued the boy.

"You have to be in your seat or you're tardy," said the man. "You aren't in your seat, thus you're tardy!"

"That's-" Kansei went to say, but was cut off by the teacher, "Do you want to finish that sentence?!"

It sounded like a threat coming from the intimidating man. Kansei merely shook his head in defeat. For once he had tried to get there on time and still he was tardy. Cheri felt somewhat bad for him, but she wasn't going to say anything. No one was. The teacher was just too scary. Even the kids who normally spoke back weren't even letting out a peep. Kansei went to his seat, sulking. After he plopped down at his desk, the teacher went on to speak.

"My name is Mister Otoko and that is how I shall be addressed for the rest of the year!" he commanded.

Cheri had heard about him through rumors that found their way to her ears. Even without friends, she managed to get catch some gossip and stay up-to-date on local news. Back in freshman, she had heard students complaining about the possibility of getting Mister Heikin Otoko. He was a homeroom teacher and math teacher, thus giving students twice the chance of getting him. Cheri was one of those "lucky" few. He was both her homeroom and first period math teacher. She had heard him to be treacherous. He would downright insult his students. She was not looking forward to this year at all.

"Roll call!" the man shouted.

His voice seemed to boom through the classroom. He only stood around 5 foot and a half, yet his voice made him seem much taller and bigger. He sounded like he could take down a bullet train with just his voice. And this voice was teaching students?

"Asami!"

A girl in the front row raised her hand slowly. Otoko checked off her name roughly on his clipboard.

"Baku!"

He continued to call out names, refusing to use surnames to address anyone. It seemed like he was demanding respect, but refusing to give any. Cheri really disliked those people, but was afraid to call him out on it. Maybe if she was in a different situation, i.e. outside of school, and he wasn't so… scary.

"Cheri!"

The redhead slowly raised her hand. No one was really paying attention. They never did. She was invisible to everyone here.

Maybe if I am lucky, I will be invisible to this teacher, she thought.

"What the hell is that?!"

Cheri had been looking down, trying to avoid eye contact with Mister Otoko, when Kansei shouted out. Just as she was raising her head and Mister Otoko went to shout at the boy, everyone began to gasp. Cheri stretched her neck to look over the heads and out the window to see what everyone was looking at. What she saw was some grey figure holding at ball of pure light. Without much time to react. The figure through the light ball at Mister Otoko.

Next Time on Cherry Soda Revival…
Danger plus Japanese monster plus shonen magic boy equals interesting manga plot? Fighting! Introducing Mew Blueberry Soda!

Yes, I am redoing Cherry Soda. I am going to be redoing a lot of stories (four in total, maybe five). I hope this turns out better than the first try. Please be sure to review so I know.