Hey guys. Welcome to my second story of Schools and Supers. I wanted to do it early due to the start of new seasons of television. I'll try and update every Friday. Hope you enjoy Violet's first day.
Chapter 1
Prologue
Violet's POV
Hello. How are you doing? My name is Violet Parr. I have a lot of secrets that I can't tell you. I have blackish-purplish hair. But, my deepest darkest secret, is not for you to know. But I can tell you I am attending Western View Junior High. Me and my family have been moving from place to place. State to state. We first lived in Missouri. We had to move because my father always had incidents with his jobs. But now we are living in Metroville. Today, a new kid is coming today. That's just a rumor. I hope he or she will be friends with me.
Every school, my mom drives me to school. She does that because she know that the kids will say to go…, go…., I don't want to say it because I think it will make you uncomfortable.
"Ok, here we are honey," My mom said.
"Bye, Mom," I said.
"Bye, Vi," My mom replied.
*timeskip*
Kari's POV
"Attention, class," Mr. Clark said.
All of the class became quiet.
"Now we have a new student, here at Western View Junior High" Mr. Clark said.
"Is it a boy?" I asked.
If you want to know why I want it to be a boy, it's just boys are just so handsome. Plus, I hate being single. It sucks.
"Now, I want you to be kind to this kid. Welcome him. He's a bit young. So just please, just be nice. Class, welcome…," Mr. Clark tried to say.
"Thank you Mr. Clark," The kid said.
When, Mr. Clark said the kid was young, I didn't mean he was 10 years old. On the bright side, it's a guy.
Michael's POV
My parents took me to psychology school when I was 5. After 5 years of psychology school, I've decide to go to, high school.
"What's up, people," I yelled.
"Excuse me, Michael. That's seems not school appropriate," Mr. Clark said.
Violet's POV
I guess the kid took it, a bit too far. Maybe he should just say hi in an expected way. Just so I don't look worse. That's just a thought. I don't know why he would make me look worse.
Michael's POV
I'm not trying to make anything worse. I'm just trying to lighten the mood. Most people say school is boring. But, I'm here to prove a point. Well, not actually to prove a point, just to learn.
Kari's POV
It was lunch time, my favorite time. I mostly enjoy eating with my friends, who are mostly cheerleaders.
"Hey, Kari…" one of my friends Laura said.
"What?" I asked.
"Do you know Tony Rydinger?" Laura asked.
"Yeah, Why?" I asked.
"Look at the table horizontal from you?" Laura replied.
I looked at the table horizontal from me. It was just Tony.
"All I see is Tony," I said to Laura.
"Look again," Laura replied.
I looked again at his table. I just saw Tony. But when I looked away from his table I saw Violet Parr. And the new kid.
"What the hell?" I yelled.
Tony's POV
Most girls really like me at school. I'm basically the cool kid here. Today at lunch, I sat and talked with a girl who was shy. She was just probably nervous. I'm talking to the new kid. He says he's a master of comedy. But he takes it over the top.
Tony, what's going on," Kari asked.
"I'm sitting here with my friends," I replied
"You're sitting with the new kid and Violet Parr," Kari said.
"His name is Michael, and yes, I am sitting with this girl, Violet," I replied.
"She's a freak, Tony. She wears baggy clothes, she hides behind her hair, and doesn't talk. She's weird," Kari said.
"She just might be shy," Michael said.
Kari looked really angry. She opened her lunchbox.
Violet's POV
"If you're sitting here then I'm…" Kari began to say.
"She looked at her lunchbox. Her expression looked shocked.
"Oh damn it. Damn it." Kari said.
"Kari, chill. What's going on? What's the problem?" Tony asked.
"He put my stuff in Jell-O again," Kari replied.
What Kari took a stapler in Jell-O. I seem surprised. Somebody put Kari's stuff into Jell-O. I just laughed. I was kind of funny, I guess.
"That's the third time he's done it, and it wasn't funny the first two times he did it at English and math classes," Kari said.
"Why is he doing that?" Tony asked.
"He heard me saying some mean things about Violet. I guess he's trying to make me not hate her. But guess what, it's not working," Kari replied.
Wait, somebody's being nice to me. I mean, they didn't have to put Kari's things in Jell-O.
"What is that?" I asked.
"That's my stapler," Kari replied.
Kari pulled the stapler out of the Jell-O.
"Don't that, Kari," I requested.
"Well, what do you want me to do, freak?" Kari asked.
"Eat it out. They're people starving in the Africa, which is horrible," I replied.
"Oh be quiet!" Kari yelled.
"Bye the way, how do you know it's yours?" I asked.
"Because it's got my name in sharpie marker," Kari replied.
"Yeah, don't eat it now," I said.
"Ok, you can be my witness, can you give him an official warning?" Kari asked Tony.
Tony, Kari, and I looked at Michael. Michael was eating Jell-O.
"How'd you know it was me?" Michael asked.
"It's always you," Kari replied.
Wow. The new kid did it. I was not expecting that.
"Come on, guys. Can't you discipline him?" Kari asked.
"Oh, discipline. Kinky," Michael yelled.
I sighed, in an annoyed way.
"Ok. Think about a practical joke, you got to find out when to start as well as to stop. And Michael, yeah, now is time to stop putting Kari's things into Jell-O," Tony told him.
"All right," Michael said.
Michael turned to Kari.
"Kari, I'm sorry. Because, I've always been your biggest flan," Michael said.
That me and Tony laughed a little.
"Wow, that was good," Tony said while trying to stop laughing.
We couldn't stop laughing.
"You should have put him in custardy," I suggested.
"Hey, hey, hey, yes! The girl did it. She made it better," Michael said to me.
I guess, I was proud of myself. I wasn't good with jokes that much.
"You know what I'm most concerned about? Damage to school property," Kari said.
Me, Tony, and Michael quieted down the laughing.
"Pudding, pudding. I'm just trying to think of another desert to do," Michael said while thinking.
Kari's POV
It's ok here. But sometimes, people take advantage of things. I sometimes want to laugh, but this is a place of learning. P.S., I was in boarding school for 3 years, when I was 7, and you can't mock about that.
I was walking over to Michael desk.
"Hey, Kari," Michael said.
Michael high-fived me. I didn't come to high-five him, I came for my stapler.
"Give it back," I demanded.
"I'm just borrowing it," Michael replied.
I grab the stapler of out his hand.
"It's got my name on it," I told him.
I show Michael my name on the stapler.
"Kari," I said saying my name on the stapler.
"Well, it says Cory, actually," Michael said.
"Next time, ask if you can borrow it," I requested.
"But you'll say no," Michael replied.
"Because, you're going to put more of my stuff into Jell-O again," I said to him.
I sort of have a felling he's going to take my stuff and put it into Jell-O.
"Kari, it was just there, Ok?" Michael said.
"Yeah, you see that rectangle shape on my desk,?" I asked.
I pointed a rectangle chalk-drew shape.
"Yeah," Michael replied.
"That's it's home. Leave it there," I told him.
"Ok," Michael said.
All of the sudden, Michael grabbed the stapler out of my desk. And he started running to the window.
"Michael," I yelled.
I started to chase after him. Michael stuck his hand with the stapler out the window.
"Stay where you are. Ok. I'm going to let this go unless, you'll stop acting like a fool," Michael said.
"Well, you won't," I told him.
"Well, I have," Michael said.
When, Michael took out his hand from the window, the stapler was gone.
"What if that killed someone?" Kari asked.
"They'll think you're the murder. It's got your name on it," Michael replied.
I sighed.
"Why would a murder put her name on a murder weapon?" I asked.
"To stop people from taking it," Michael replied.
*timeskip*
Michael's POV
Ever since I first got here, I've rented my own classroom. 7th period is geography, which I am running. And also in 7th period, we'll be discussing things like, psychology, or the human brain, or Music.
"Attention student of Western View Junior High, 7th period is starting in 5 minutes. So be here ASAP," I told the students outside of my students
*timeskip*
"Hello, students," I said.
"Wait a minute. Where's the teacher?" Kari asked.
"I am the teacher," I replied.
"Oh really, teacher of what?" Kari asked.
"Of geography. Of North America. Of South America. Of Europe. Of Asia. Of Africa. Of Australia. And of Antarctica, because there are not cities in Antarctica," I replied
It's true. Antarctica is a winter wonderland. I've haven't been there. I just found it out on the internet on my BorgComputer.
"Today, will we be learning about Japan," I told to class.
"The bad guys from the second Karate Kid? No way," Said a kid.
"I'm sorry, who are you?" I asked the kid.
The kid was a boy in his late teens. He had white hair and blue icy eyes.
"I am Zane," The boy said.
"Zane, I think you're being a bit racist. Japan is not evil. Maybe we can talk about Japan in Another day. We will be talking about Pakistan," I told Zane.
A kid with freckles and brown hair raised his hand.
"Yes?" I asked to kid.
"My name is Jay. My family was born in Pakistan. So is it cool if I can tell the class about Pakistan?" The kid asked.
"Sure. I'm fine with that," I replied.
The kid got out of his desk and began to speak.
"My name is Jay Walker, and no I was not born a Jay Walker. My family was born in Pakistan, and what it's like that is the food is really good from my opinion. We are very hospitable, and there is a lot of entertainment in theaters and zoos. That's all I have to about Pakistan" Jay said.
The class applauded for Jay.
"Thank you Jay," I said
"Maybe the emo girl Violet, can show us if she's met any emo's like her?" A student asked.
Half of the class laughed. But I just said…
"Get out."
Laughter quieted down.
"Sorry," The student said.
He had black hair and a handsome face from the girls opinion.
"No. This is not a joke. That was defensive and lame. That is a girl who is friendless. That was hurtful, this is not a joke, and you should just get the hell out," I told him.
The student just walked out of the room.
People have got to learn that people are different. But a couple kids pick on this girl, Violet. Kari, and this guy who works for a school that I don't like. Violet Is jut probably just shy. You know what I am going to do. I am going to try and be friends wither. Then, I'll ask Tony Rydinger to interact with her. It's a little something to make her happy.
Violet's POV
Michael walked over to my locker to talk to her.
"Hey," Michael said.
"Hey," I replied.
"I'm sorry you had a weird first day," Michael said.
"What do you mean? My first days always turn out weird," I said.
"What, really?" Michael asked.
"Yeah. I just have one question. Am I special?" I asked Michael.
"Yes. From the bottom of my heart. You are really special," Michael replied.
"Thank you," I said.
All of the sudden I heard a car honking.
"That's my mom. See you tomorrow," Michael said
"Bye," I said.
The halls were empty. That gave me time to do a little something for Kari. I went over to Kari's desk. I was carrying a plate with a napkin. I took the napkin off to reveal Kari's cheerleader pom-pom in the Jell-O. the, I left the school.
I guess, I'm ready for the next day.
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