Note: I don't own Losh. This is for fun. When WILL ANYONE GET THAT??

At stupid bunny decided to bite me and now i have a story stuck in my head...and the only cure is to write (type) it all down for your enjoyment. I hope it is better than "Just because I fluffy." Please review so I know it won't be for my enjoyment alone.

PG's point of veiw.
Another note: The next chapter is going to be in TW's view because a love story is always 3 point of views.


In the world of excitement and fun was happening everywhere but here in this class room

In the world of excitement and fun was happening everywhere but here in this class room.
Buzz Buzz Buzz the fly is going now. The air conditioner is giving out a slight hum in the background. The walls are white and everyone is either dead or brain dead. Either way we are all died of boredom. Here that……………..that is the sound of bored children and the rambles of a teacher with a British ascendant who doesn't stop talking and should give up.

Buzz….. I think the fly is dead.

"NOW, the renaissance is a well known era where art and ideas were flourished. From Leonardo to Michelangelo." Said Mr. Starscream
Yep the fly is dead now.

"You mean the Turtles." Said Lighting boy with the bright yellow hair and dazzling blue eyes. Don't worry I am not in love with him. He is the normal Football player when you imagine those types. Handsome, funny and worse of all he is obnoxious and a hot head, but what can you do but admire him. Lighting boy is a nickname for Garth. Do you want to know why he is called that? If you said speeding down the field faster than lighting itself you must be mind reader. If you are a mind reader then you're cheating, so stop cheating!! Here (in this town) we use our nicknames more than our real names. Why? Who cares why?! It is a lot of fun.

"No, the turtles of Leonardo and Michelangelo are not from the Renaissance. They are from a comic book and a Tv show in my generation and they are very funny. Now, back to the subject. Now Leonardo was a blah blah blah and a blah blah blah. He could use his right and left brain blah blah blah.."

Ahh, boring! Again. Lighting boy should have something else that was more exciting than those turtles.

A knock came from the door. Wait, is that a glimmer of hope everyone' eyes. Is it the idea that we are spring from this hell hole? Everyone was awake now and trying to learn how to read lips at that moment because the Principle and Mr. Starscream were having a conversation which was too quiet for anyone to hear.

Then Mr. Starscream looked up from the conversation and began to speak out loud,
"Will I have everyone's attention please. We have a new student whose name is Brin Londo. Will everyone please be nice to him?" He gave us the infamous look: the look of you-better-do-this-or-else. That look means business.

The principal gave a coming motion from the outside of the door way and in came Brin.

Brin had this long black sleeve shirt with blue jeans. Which was really weird since it is 90 degrees outside now. I lift myself from the seat and stared at this new boy. He stood still and stared straight ahead, ready to challenge anyone. He had blazing blue eyes that were crossed right now. His black hair is at median length and curled around his eyes to frame it such a way. I mean he had curly hair. His white skin made the black hair and eyes stand out even more. He was tall and brawny and muscular arms. He screamed football player or quarterback. Everyone else was staring at the floor or the wall. My bet, everyone was thinking "AH! Scary guy! Don't look! If you do then he will kill you."

He didn't seem to be responsive to Mr. Starscream when he told him to sit down. He took a chair right by the door but very close to the front. Then he took out his note book and began to take notes.

I was staring at him, while he was sitting down. Moving slowly or hardly moving at all. He was just taking notes and note even falling asleep. HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE!! HE IS NOT ALSEEP LIKE THE REST OF US ARE??

Ok, I admit it. He interests me. Who wouldn't be interested in a hot, blue eyed guy who is new in town. I know every guy in town since preschool but now I have somebody new to talk to. I am tired of meeting the same old same old guys. I want a friend who will not use me as a tool. Not used me to help there family since my mom is the Mayor and owns 50 of the business in this town called Metropolis of Heroes. She has a variety shop from Bookstores to the dinner of "The Legion of superfoods. Yes, I know, weird name but okay food.

Saturn (Irma) passed me a note that said, "What do you want to rate the new guy? On the hotness scale. I said 8.5." Her pink eyes were acceptation for the note to be returned to her. Lighting boy quickly notice what was on the note (because he was sitting right next to her) and had the pang look on his face. Ahh, He is worried that Saturn is not going to like him anymore. Hey, Mr. Cosmic is worried too. Mr. Cosmic is a preppy guy who is the teachers' pet, go by the book kind of guy and why would any girl fall in love with a pompous jerk I would never know (behind his back we call him Mr. Pompous).
I quickly write down on the note "Nay, I say 9.3."

Violet, a quiet and soft spoken girl but very kind, saw what was happening and wrote

"I say a 9 myself."

Then all three of us were starting to giggle like crazy. Then some of the other girls started passing notes on how hot Brin then they started giggling also. Then suddenly all the girls started laughing for no reason and all of them were passing glances on Brin. He didn't look up of course because he was BUSY DOING NOTES (THAT CRAZY MAN).

Mr. Starscream stop rambling and then he said out loud, "You can quarrel with your classmates now and STOP THAT LAUGHING!!"
But that didn't work. We (females) laugh even louder than ever. All of the males had the most confusing faces and all of them shake there head and some said "Women" (everyone but Brin).
Soon, all too soon, the laughter died away and the class was silence again. Everyone stayed in there seats but soon enough everyone got up to talk and start in there selfish conversation. A small crowd begins to from around Brin and they consists of Lighting boy, Superman (in his favorite colors Red and blue), Kelly (Real name Kell-el but I called him that to annoy him. Mau ha ha ha!!), and Mr. Cosmic. All of them begging to bring the brawny guy to the foot ball team. He shook his blue eyes and said nothing. He denied their request to join the foot ball team.

I forced myself to walk over to Brin's desk which he was reading a book. By the color of the pages, it was an old book and he seemed to be in a deep abyss thought. I looked him straight in the eye and said with a warm tone in my voice. "Welcome, I'm Phantom."

he replied in a neutered tone. Well, it is more like musky tone. Okay, I have the hots from him. At least I admit it, to myself.

"What kind of name is Phantom? Parents are giving their children weird names there days, Apple, Peach, and even Ivam Poop."
"Hey Phantom is a nickname. Here, in this town, we give each other nicknames and we use them more than our real names. But my real name is Tynia.

He didn't answer me, because he went to pack up his book bag. Then the bell rang. Like a group of cattle, we all headed toward the door and Brin didn't answer me. He didn't make eye contact. I wanted to ask him to go to the game so I rushed out of the room and shouted out, "HEY BRIN!"
He slowly turned around, with a sour expression seeping through his face.
"Are you going to the game, if you are then..." I didn't finished my question because I suddenly realized how…..he looked like a puppy. A bad temper but still had that cute puppy feature. HEY! He is not listening to me.
"HEY PUPPY!! STOP IGNORING ME AND ANSWER MY QUESTION!!" Brin said.
"IT WOULD BE NICE IF YOU DIDN'T YELL AT ME IN MY EAR!!" He shouted right back.
"Hypocrite, Anyway I was wondering if you are going to the game tonight."

In my mind I was going, "Yes, please please Say YES! YES! YES PLEASE SAY YES!! PLLLLEEEAAASSEE!!.

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"No, I am not going."

No, my crashing….down! My world is! A cute guy denied me of a…date. Whoa, get back to happy now. I raised back my head and asked another question, "Will you ever go to a game?" Ah, such a stupid question. Note to self: Ask better questions for guys to go out with me.

What? HE is walking away from me. Why would he do that?? Does he hate talking? HE IS WALKING AWAY FROM ME?? Ok, I am mad. Wait, oh, crap…The bell rang. I am going to be late for French Class. Oh pas, je ne suis en retard. Now, I know why he left but I am still pretty angry but I also intrigued. He blushed when he said no. I wonder… but, I already know the answer. We will meet again puppy and I will talk to you again.