PRA: Hey guys what's up this is Pokemon Ranger Airt or PRA for short! So I got about 40 reads for the first chapter and one fave. No reviews. Please, I'm not a fan, and I'm sure you're not either, when there are people with accounts and they don't leave reviews. So I'm just asking, Author to author, to please leave a review. They mean a lot to me, even if they're flames, so please leave a review.
Anyway, now with that done, Ryutaro!
Ryutaro: PRA doesn't own beyblade or any of the characters. The only thing she owns is the storyline and her OC's.
PRA: Khehehe…
Ryutaro: O.O' … What?
PRA: Oh, you'll see…
Chapter one : Monday, first class, Ladybugs!
Catherine's POV
You know how they say that seeing is believing?
I couldn't believe what I was seeing.
No way, no how.
There, in the front of my classroom was THE Ryutaro Fukami.
Marilyn elbowed me slightly. I looked over to her and she motioned to her phone and twiddled her thumbs.
Text me.
We were lucky that we were at the back of the class, or else he would have seen my expression and the fact that I now had my phone out in class.
Text received:
From Marilyn:
Don't stare. He probably doesn't know that we know who he is, if he is who he is. We might be in trouble if he doesn't know that we know and he finds out.
Text sent:
Catherine:
Is this for real? I can't believe this. Either it is him, Like you said and there's a rational explanation, or it's just the teachers messing with us.
Text received:
Marilyn:
Unlikely, Only you, me , Denise and Nigel know that we like beyblade. The teachers would have to be serious stalkers to know that.
Nigel was a friend of mine all the way back from Kindergarten. We grew up in the same neighbourhood and attended the same school. He's into beyblade just as much as I am.
Text sent:
Catherine:
I guess we should lay low for a little while then, until we can find out what's going on…
This is like some weird FanFiction!
Text received:
Marilyn:
Lol.
Ryuto, or should I say, Mr. Fukami, came over to the back of the class , so we had to put our phones away.
" Good morning." He said with a little bow, and I had to try not to swoon. Hey, just because Ryuuga was my favourite character doesn't me that there weren't other characters that I thought were hot. He was just at the top of the list.
" May I ask your names?" he asked , tapping his pen on the attendance sheet.
" Marilyn." She answered, watching as he checked her name. Nodding, he turned his attention to me and I resisted the urge to laugh out of sheer awkwardness.
" Catherine." He nodded as he easily found my name on the list.
" Thank you." He said looking up. He bowed once more and turned, walking away to get the names of the other students, one of whom I heard answer;
" Anonymous."
I'm sure that when he looked up, ( he had his back to me) he wore a disapproving look, for the student looked down and gave his real name.
After getting all the REAL names of the students, he put a fairly heavy looking cardboard box on the teachers desk.
" For today, your teacher has instructed that we release ladybugs into the schools green house. Now where might that be?" He announce, holding up a clear container with ladybugs in it from the box. There were many more containers in the box.
" It's connected to this room. The door at the back of the class leads to it." One of the other students said.
We each got a container of ladybugs, ( to which I held up to my face to get a better look at them) and moved out to the yellow door at the back of the class that led to the green house.
Since the door would lock as soon as it was closed, I put a chair between it and the doorframe to keep it from shutting.
The green house had glass panes for the roof, so I could clearly see the dark clouds above in the sky. Part of me was worried while the other part was elated. I loved thunderstorms and hoped that we would be getting one by the afternoon. However, the glass panes broke easily and I didn't want any of the plants to get ruined.
Inside the green house it was humid and warm. There was a dampness in the air that was not caused by the ominous clouds outside. Lush , green plants grew on metal carts that had three to four shelves on which the plants where held. We had fish in a tank that held what I believe were small mouthed bass. There were stairs leading to the basement of the green house that had the machines that allowed the warmth and purify water for the fish to be preserved. I oh so loved the green house. It was quiet.
Usually.
Usually there weren't so many people in it at a time, all clustered together, talking about whose face they were going to put ladybugs on.
I felt bad… For the ladybugs, that is.
The thought made me snicker and Marilyn turned around.
" You're not think of putting ladybugs on MY face, are you?"
I gasped.
" I never!"
" Only asking." she said, smiling as she turned to Ryutaro for he was speaking once more.
" So, is there anyone who is NOT okay with ladybugs? Because they're going to be all around us when we let them go."
Two girls put up their hands and gave the ladybugs to some else to open. After that they left the green house.
" Okay then. On the count of three, we're going to open the lids and let them out." Ryutaro announced.
I looked to Marilyn.
"Three."
" I don't think this is how we're supposed to be doing this." I stated.
" Two."
" I think you're right." Marilyn agreed.
" one."
"Too late now." I said.
"ZERO!" Ryutaro said loudly, releasing his ladybugs, as did the rest of the class. As soon as we did-
BZZZZ!
" EEK!" One of the girls who had give their ladybugs to someone else had peeked in, only to get a face full of ladybugs!
THE DOOR!
It was still open!
Many of the ladybugs flew thru the open door to the class room. There was a screech from the other girl as no doubt the ladybugs flew around her. Luckily, the class door that led to the hallways were closed.
"New plan! Catch the ladybugs!" Ryutaro yelped, running into the class room. Everyone followed him as the screaming of the girls continued. Except for Marilyn and me. She looked at me, disapproving.
"… I meant to close that…" I said sheepishly.
" Mhm." She said, doubtfully. I grinned, embarrassed.
" Ehehe… Whoops."
" Let's just go help them."
PRA: so how'd you guys like it? Trivia time! What does Ryutaros outfit resemble? I mentioned it in the first chapter! Whoever get's it get's one point and whoever has the most at the end of the fic wins a super-duper secret prize!
Also just a little thing for people who don't have accounts, you can still leave review, but under the name guest.
Anyway, next time on HSJGALH ( abbreviated name ),
Crabs in Drama!
PRA!
