Author's Note: These oneshots will not take place in the same universe of my other stories "A Musical Error" and "Larry's Racing Debut," but it may share some ocs. I am open for ideas or suggestions on critique and story plot. And to me, the Koopalings age differences are separated by only a year so if Larry was 14, (which he is in these stories) Roy would be 15, Wendy would be 16, Morton will be 17, Lemmy and Iggy would be 18, and Ludwig will be 19. Plus, that's my interpretation on the Koopalings' age order.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from the Mario franchise and any public product that may be mentioned throughout the short stories. I do own the ocs so if you wish to use them in your own stories you may as long as you give me credit.
The First Day
Larry's P.O.V.~
*BEEP BEEP BEEP* I barely woke up to that cringing sound only to realize what day lies ahead. I hit the snooze button only making myself awake even more. Barely able to keep my eyes open I stared up at the ceiling wondering whether or not I should get up early for once. My older siblings said high school is one of the only chances to change the way people see you. But to me, that's absolute crap. There's no possible way someone can 'change' just for someone else's eyes. Their past will always stick with them, waiting for the right moment to ruin their future.
*BEEP BEEP BEEP* Crap! Realizing I dozed off, I quickly turned off my alarm and made my way to the bathroom. The bathroom clock read '6:11' on one of the shelves. I turned on the shower and sat on the toilet lid waiting for it to get warm. Each of us had our own bathroom so we couldn't fight over who gets in before who. It was Wendy who proposed it when Roy literally knocked down the door when she was getting out of the shower. Her scream was so loud Iggy messed up one of his chemical experiments in his 'soundproof' lab.
When the water got warm, I took off my boxers and hopped in. The steaming hot water bouncing off my scaly skin was so refreshing it woke me up as soon as I felt it. I lost track of long I was in there and got out hearing lots of commotion down in the kitchen. I wiped the mist off the mirror and combed up my blue mohawk. It stood up higher than the size of my head so no one will miss it. When I got out, I opened my one of my dressers and got a new pair of socks, boxers, and gray jeans. After that, I whipped up a new layer of deodorant and put on a blue t-shirt.
My room was dimly lit with dirty clothes all over the floor. My bed was in the center of the back wall with two nightstands accompanying it and a 44" flat screen facing the bed. I had all of the latest games and consoles and a few retro collections I like to trade with for cold cash. To the right of the t.v. was my favorite piranha plant I named Jeffrey. He was the most successful out of all of the plants I raised and I personally love him like a family member. On the shelf above the t.v. was my collection of tennis rewards. Not to brag, but more than 99% of them are 1st place heheh. It may not seem like it, but I'm a huge collector. I have countless model cars, rare videogames, and special edition copies of Play Koopa Magazine.
I made my way downstairs to the kitchen where most of the family was. No one seemed to care whether it was the first day of a long year or not. I walked past the breakfast bar and made myself a bowl of Captain Toad Crunch. I sat myself on the near by dining table with my back towards them. Waiting for the right moment to join the conversation.
"So, you're finally a senior?" Roy asked, giving Morton a friendly noogie.
"Ya know it! I'm gonna be the top of the algebra class for sure this year." Morton responded. I mentally laughed. Algebra was the minimum math requirement in order to graduate and Morton repeated it twice. The ironic part is that I'm starting high school in geometry which is the next level after algebra. Math to me wasn't the most the difficult thing in the world. I just pay attention unlike others.
"You're STILL in that class?! Unbelievable," Wendy said while eating her sausage and eggs. "You need to step up your game if you want to get anywhere in life. It isn't like King Dad will choose you over Ludwig for the throne."
Bowser Junior doesn't exist in these stories
"Geez, you sound like my mom," Morton grunted.
"Maybe I need to be your mom if you can never take care of yourself."
"This bitch thinks I can't take care of myself. Ha! You made my day."
"Boom! You just got roasted!" Roy joined.
Listening to them fight was the most normal thing in the world to me. Being the youngest, I was either the center of attention, or the invisible spectator. And more than half the time I was the invisible spectator.
"Larry! You're smarter than these jackasses, back me up!" It was Wendy who spoke.
I turned my head toward them with an expression telling them I don't give a crap for their little argument. Ludwig and Iggy graduated last year and are away and Wendy believes I'm the only other smart one in the castle. All three of them were able to read my face and continued their blabbering. Within a couple minutes they decided it wasn't worth it to get physical and left each other to finish getting ready.
After about 20 minutes I opened the garage that had my bike in it and rode off. Wendy offered me a ride but to be honest, I don't trust any of my siblings behind the wheel. Outside, the air was cold but it promised a warm day later on. That's right, Dark Land can have sunny days. My hands freezing the point I almost decided to turn around to get my gloves. The only people out at the time were the early joggers with their pet chain chomps. Dark Land wasn't hard to memorize. Each street was easily recognizable and the routes are easy to remember. It only took around 15 minutes to get there.
The large above the entrance read 'Dark Land High' Such an original name. I locked my bike up and started walking across the main quad. You know that feeling that everyone's insults are being thrown at you with their staring? Well I have the feeling right now obviously. It wasn't completely crowded, but slowly building up.
I soon spotted my middle school friend Gerald. He was a blue toad wearing narrow rectangle glasses that's ten times smarter than me. I waved and he waved back. Though, we are quite skilled in tennis.
As I walked up to him I said, 'Long time no see, how are you?" I gave him a high five as I finished.
"Not much as always. You didn't share your schedule to the group chat, what did you get?"
"Oh yeah, I haven't looked at that in awhile let me get it out," I opened up my soon to be heavy backpack only to realize my schedule wasn't there. "What the hell?"
"What?"
"It's not there! I swore I put it in here!"
"Dude, calm down. Did you check all of the pockets?"
I frantically checked all 6 of the pockets my bag had. Nothing. I looked up at him and shook my head with a terrified face. "Wait! I remember taking a pic of it for the chat but never sent it!" I got out my smartphone and opened the camera gallery, showing the embarrassing wallpaper for a brief second. There was a pic of my schedule there but almost all of the room numbers were cut off. The only one that was showing was my first class 'P12.' Thank Ninitendo.
'Nintendo' refers to god
I felt Gerald looking over my should at the pic. "Hey, I got that same class," he held up his schedule to prove his claim. The class was 'English 9.' English is the only subject me and Gerald suck at. It's easy to understand yet hard to answer the questions given.
My mind was going all over the place, trying to think of how I'm going to get the rest of my schedule obtained. By then, nearly everybody has shown up and there was only 2 minutes until the bell rings.
"Dude, I can tell you're falling apart from watching you. It'll be fine, just ask the teacher if she happens to know where the rest of your teachers are," Gerald suggested.
"Maybe, but what if she doesn't? There's always a chance for the lest desired outcome."
After regretting my arrogance, the first bell of the year finally rung. Everybody started moving in completely different directions like a hive.
"Let's go!" Gerald got up and started walking with me following. 'P' in 'P12' stood for Portable. There's a big group of portable classrooms in the farthest northeast side of campus. A majority of the other students were heading the same way but then broke paths as they reached the small quad. It was a place for extra math and English classes, as well as some electives.
When me and Gerald walked in the classroom, we saw the desks arranged equally in a grid pattern with learning posters dotting the walls. The teacher had the projector on showing the seating chart with references to the front of the room and which side is which. Quickly finding my seat, I noticed a piece of paper on my desk. I couldn't believe my eyes. It was a schedule. I rubbed my eyes multiple times as I sat staring at the dead tree. It had my name, i.d., and everything to prove it was mine. I got my smartphone out to compare the pic I had of mine and the one on my desk. I was the luckiest koopa ever. Two of my classes changed to a whole other classroom forcing them to make a whole new schedule for me. As the bell rang indicating period 1 was starting I was sitting in shock of my luck. So still I didn't notice my teacher approach me to tell me to get off my phone.
More than half the class was staring at me as if I thought going to school naked was a good idea. I swiftly woke up from my daze and turned my phone off before she had to say anything.
"Thank you," she said with impatience. She shut off the projector with the remote in hand, exposing her name on the white board. It read 'Ms. Hopkins.' She was a tall, slim koopa wearing a green sweater and a maroon skirt. She had short brown hair with glasses that have a purple outline. I would do her if she was my age heheh.
"Okay class, if you haven't already guessed I'm Ms. Hopkins. This i my first time teaching here but I've been teaching for over 8 years. I've heard many great things about this school so let me believe it."
As she was speaking, she was passing out several sheets of paper varying in color. It was the basic syllabus. You know, all the rules, grading system, the way she handles trouble makers etc. She went on and on, the typical first day speech. I heard the honors classes weren't as difficult as they sound. C honor students could easily get an A+ in a normal English class. At least that's what they say. A class can be difficult or easy for anyone.
It took the entire period for her to get half way through the syllabus. I could even spot her eyeing me in case I was back on my phone. Well there goes my first impression. She even spent 10 minutes about the no phones rule standing almost next to me. Luckily I only have her for this semester. My other 2 of this class are with 2 other teachers.
After the bell rang everyone got out of their seats at once and almost fought to get out the door. There's only a 7 minute passing period and you only get so much time to see your was waiting for me outside, his seat was closest to the door.
Without a greeting he said, "I saw you looking at her man, it's not going to happen."
"Am I THAT obvious?" I said with sarcasm.
"Just saying that having a crush your first period of high isn't the best way to start off here."
"Woah! Larry has a crush already?!" I heard a familiar voice from behind. Right after than statement I felt another body jump on my back like a piggy-back ride. Silas. Silas was my friend ever since 5th grade. He was a red paratroopa that's scared of heights. I felt him get and face the two of us. "Long time no see Lar!" he gave a little fist bump and gave on to Gerald as well. He was probably the dumbest out of the three of us. It's a miracle we became friends.
"Where did you come from?" I said still dazed from his entrance.
"My first class's right over there," he pointed to a portable near me and Gerald's class. "Now don't try to change the subject! What's this about a crush with the teacher? Heheh."
"It was just a joke but to be honest she was HOT!" I said with a devilish smirk.
"He's not lying," Gerald added.
"Better hope Ninitendo is on your side for that bitch!" Silas joked. I have a feeling this isn't gonna go away anytime soon.
"So where you heading next?" Gerald asked trying to keep the conversation going.
"P.E. is next on my list. What about you guys?" Silas answered.
I looked at my new schedule in my hand. My next class was my elective: art. "I got magic next."
"Biology for me," Gerald joined.
That reminded me I passed my class a couple minutes ago. "Crap! I gotta run, see ya at lunch!" I raced off, leaving a ball of dust in my place like the morning cartoons.
The rest of my classes went on the same as the last. First day speech, syllabus overview, back to school night reminders. Half the time I was trying to enjoy the little time I had with a light backpack. Just wait til we have to bring our textbooks home.
On the way to my last class, I saw Wendy and her group of friends. As I was walking I waved my claw high in the air trying to get her attention. I saw her look my way but she didn't respond. Well that's mean. Fine. You worry about your social life and I'll try to pretend that never happened. And I thought she was the only one who does that.
There's the first one folks! Each of these oneshots will exist in the same universe so you won't have to read a long introduction again and again. I'm starting to think whether or not I should call these episodes instead of oneshots. I'll think of something. Until next time everybody! *leaves*
