[Chapter 1]
Never did I expect much out of highschool. I was never as enthusiastic about it as other kids were. My high school was such a pain. Not a single kid would shut up about "THIS BOY" or some kind of rap music. I never associated myself with the "boy" or rap music. After all, I just wanted to live a normal life. Well...as normal as a life with a stand could get.
As soon as I was born, I fell sick with something no doctor could pinpoint. Everyone had assumed I'd just end up dying, but I miraculously pulled through. Ever since that day, I was given a blessing in disguise: a spirit that I would eventually know to be a stand. It had the ability to liquify at will, so I just named it "Puddle of Mudd." You could probably tell I was the coolest kid on the playground. However, Puddle of Mudd never really became useful until highschool, where my greatest enemies had all gathered. Not only the students...but the teachers.
I hopped off the bus after a pretty calming Christmas Break. As I expected, the other students were already screeching at the top of their lungs. I could hear the "AHHHHHH's" echo through the hallways as I headed to my first class. However, along the way, I caught a glimpse of my fried wandering the halls. I sped up my walking and caught up to him. "What's up, kid?" I said as I pat him on the shoulder.
"Heyyyy Gavin." My buddies name was Tyler, and he was a stand user, just like I was. The only downside was that he had never came up with a name for it. I liked to just call it "I've got the magic" because of the properties of its elemental spells. We chatted for a bit before we headed to our first classes. My first period was very lack luster. A class on getting your career planned. Of course it was boring to me. The class seemed just about as free as dirt. Struggling to keep myself awake, the bell eventually rung, making me immediately jump to my feet. I began to pack up and head to my second period class. Little did I know, this class would be the most bizzare adventure I had in awhile.
A mysterious aura came over me as I entered. I made eye contact with the Teacher and student teacher simoultaneously. We glared for quite sometime before a kid behind me clicked and rudely told me to move. Eh, I was used to it at this point. Thanks public schools.
I sat in a comfy little corner at the back of class where I had already expected a friend of mine to walk in. And sure enough, the next guy to walk in was my buddy Darren. We simply smirked at each other as he sat next to me. As we caught up, I kept an eye on the door as well as my stand. Do to precautions, I made it take form of a water puddle as it watched. It was quite refreshing to see so many of my friends in this class. One of my distant childhood friends happened to be their, as well as one of my other friends from last year had happened to be in it. The only other thing that really caught my eye was this guy in front of me. Purple jacket, long hair, and a little on the heavy side. However, I was too hypnotized by his odd hair. It looked as if he had been awoken by something. At that point, I decided I was thinking too far into this. I simply tried my hardest to pay attention for the remainder of class, and soon enough, the bell rung. Second period was already over. As I exited class, I glanced back at my two teachers. Nugent, the stubby tough softball coach who was most likely roped into having to teach social studies. And Bodie: the 20 year old student teacher who seemed quite calm for the first day. I didn't know what it was, but something about the both of them threw me off. As I stepped into the hallway, I was greeted by the long haired kid that sat in front of me. "Hey uh...what was your name again?"
I scratched my head.
"Er, I'm Gavin. And you?"
"Angel. Uh, listen can you do me a favor?"
He asked.
I nodded. "Sure, what's up?"
"Stop spouting fuck shit while you sit behind me. You really pissed me off." He pointed. I nodded politely anyway and headed off into the opposite direction of him. I could already tell that this semester wouldn't be the easiest one by any means.
Never did I expect much out of highschool. I was never as enthusiastic about it as other kids were. My high school was such a pain. Not a single kid would shut up about "THIS BOY" or some kind of rap music. I never associated myself with the "boy" or rap music. After all, I just wanted to live a normal life. Well...as normal as a life with a stand could get.
As soon as I was born, I fell sick with something no doctor could pinpoint. Everyone had assumed I'd just end up dying, but I miraculously pulled through. Ever since that day, I was given a blessing in disguise: a spirit that I would eventually know to be a stand. It had the ability to liquify at will, so I just named it "Puddle of Mudd." You could probably tell I was the coolest kid on the playground. However, Puddle of Mudd never really became useful until highschool, where my greatest enemies had all gathered. Not only the students...but the teachers.
I hopped off the bus after a pretty calming Christmas Break. As I expected, the other students were already screeching at the top of their lungs. I could hear the "AHHHHHH's" echo through the hallways as I headed to my first class. However, along the way, I caught a glimpse of my fried wandering the halls. I sped up my walking and caught up to him. "What's up, kid?" I said as I pat him on the shoulder.
"Heyyyy Gavin." My buddies name was Tyler, and he was a stand user, just like I was. The only downside was that he had never came up with a name for it. I liked to just call it "I've got the magic" because of the properties of its elemental spells. We chatted for a bit before we headed to our first classes. My first period was very lack luster. A class on getting your career planned. Of course it was boring to me. The class seemed just about as free as dirt. Struggling to keep myself awake, the bell eventually rung, making me immediately jump to my feet. I began to pack up and head to my second period class. Little did I know, this class would be the most bizzare adventure I had in awhile.
A mysterious aura came over me as I entered. I made eye contact with the Teacher and student teacher simoultaneously. We glared for quite sometime before a kid behind me clicked and rudely told me to move. Eh, I was used to it at this point. Thanks public schools.
I sat in a comfy little corner at the back of class where I had already expected a friend of mine to walk in. And sure enough, the next guy to walk in was my buddy Darren. We simply smirked at each other as he sat next to me. As we caught up, I kept an eye on the door as well as my stand. Do to precautions, I made it take form of a water puddle as it watched. It was quite refreshing to see so many of my friends in this class. One of my distant childhood friends happened to be their, as well as one of my other friends from last year had happened to be in it. The only other thing that really caught my eye was this guy in front of me. Purple jacket, long hair, and a little on the heavy side. However, I was too hypnotized by his odd hair. It looked as if he had been awoken by something. At that point, I decided I was thinking too far into this. I simply tried my hardest to pay attention for the remainder of class, and soon enough, the bell rung. Second period was already over. As I exited class, I glanced back at my two teachers. Nugent, the stubby tough softball coach who was most likely roped into having to teach social studies. And Bodie: the 20 year old student teacher who seemed quite calm for the first day. I didn't know what it was, but something about the both of them threw me off. As I stepped into the hallway, I was greeted by the long haired kid that sat in front of me. "Hey uh...what was your name again?"
I scratched my head.
"Er, I'm Gavin. And you?"
"Angel. Uh, listen can you do me a favor?"
He asked.
I nodded. "Sure, what's up?"
"Stop spouting fuck shit while you sit behind me. You really pissed me off." He pointed. I nodded politely anyway and headed off into the opposite direction of him. I could already tell that this semester wouldn't be the easiest one by any means.