Well, AmIObsessed and I have a deal going on that if she updates than I have to too, so here is the second chapter of this story. xD
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Finally reaching the classroom, Flaky stopped in front of the door and took a second to catch her breath and gather her composure.
She hated being late.
Being late equals everyone staring at you when you finally manage to make it inside, possibly even snickering at you when you get in trouble.
Taking a deep breath and straightening her back, the redhead gulped audibly and put on her best apologetic face as she shakily reached for the doorknob.
Pushing it open as silently as she could, Flaky froze in her spot as every head in the quiet room shot towards her. Her hand began to feel clammy on the doorknob, a bead of sweat making its way down her forehead.
This was the exact scenario that she dreaded. She was hoping that they all would be preoccupied and wouldn't notice her late entrance. But of course luck was never on her side when it comes to these things.
"You're late." Mr. Truffles stated blandly from his desk, thankfully breaking the awkward silence that was surrounding her.
"Um," she shut the door slowly behind her. "Y-yes, I-I'm sorry. I-I was helping a new s-student find his class."
The uncaring look never once left his heavy lidded eyes as he nodded and looked down to mark her name on his list of students. "Okay, since it's the first day, I'll let it go. Take this book and have a seat, I'm giving you guys a free day today." He slid a textbook to her and turned back to the novel he was originally reading.
Flaky carefully picked up the large book and hugged it tightly against her chest. "Um, w-where do I s-sit?"
"Anywhere." He stated, like it was the most obvious thing in the world, eyes not moving from the white pages.
The timid girl nibbled her lip and with her book tucked securely against her chest, turned to the now active and chatting classroom, scanning the crowd for anyone she knows.
"Flaky!" A familiar voice called.
The redhead smiled brightly when she noticed her violet haired friend sitting in the corner by herself and waving a hand excitedly. She strode over to the French girl and took the open seat, taking a second to stuff her textbook in her bag.
"Hi Lammy." She greeted once she was settled.
Lammy looped her arms around her friend's neck and pulled her in for a quick hug. "Isn't this great? We have a class together! And here I was worried I would be stuck with people I don't know."
"S-same here." The girls giggled and pulled away to look around at the other chatting students, to see if possibly any of their other close friends were somewhere in the class.
Flaky glanced at Lammy and noticed the girl's violet eyes were glued to their nonchalant teacher, gazing at him with some type of affection. "L-Lammy?"
The French girl snapped out of her trance and turned to her shy friend with a little grin. "Isn't he hot?"
Now Flaky was staring at her friend with wide eyes. "W-what?"
"Mr. Truffles." Lammy clarified, turning to stare back at their teacher with dreamy eyes. "He's so handsome and he's older too!"
Flaky timidly poked her fingers together as she listened to her infatuated friend release a wistful sigh. "I-I guess.."
She should have guessed that Lammy would get a crush on him; the violet haired girl had a strange preference for older men after all. At least this time, the teacher was really young, last year she had a crush on Handy, than Pop. And than weirdly enough she developed a crush on the principal Lumpy.
Well, Lumpy was surprisingly handsome she had to admit, but god was he stupid, it was puzzling how he hasn't lost his job yet.
When summer came around the violet haired girl's crushes had all faded to nothing but mere infatuations. But now that school has started again, it seems that she's found a new object for her affections.
It was too bad that she didn't like boys her age, since she was quite the beauty and has gotten a few that had a crush on her, namely Mime and Toothy. Sucks for them that she saw them as nothing more than friends despite their very obvious crush on her.
Though Flaky had to say those boys are lucky that Lammy doesn't return their affections. And no it's not because of the girl herself; she was possibly one of the sweetest people that Flaky has ever met.
But it's because of her green haired cousin. Mr. Pickles was his name as Flaky could recall the last time she visited their house.
The redhead doubted she would ever forget the creepy man with the top hat. The very first time she visited their place, Lammy had introduced her friend to the older man and he seemed quite friendly and gentlemanly at first.
But as the hours passed, she noticed that the man had a creepy cousin complex, he always stayed by Lammy and did what she asked without question.
And during that time Flaky was nervous as hell since he seemed to be staring her down the entire time. His expression was pleasant the whole visit but she could sense an intimidating aura coming off of him.
At one point when Lammy was laughing and clinging to the redhead during a funny movie, Flaky could have sworn she saw him toying with the tip of a sharp pen as he eyed where Lammy's hand laid on her arm.
She had never been so relieved in her life when Splendid came to pick her up after his karate class. She had immediately stuck her shaky form on his arm as she waved bye to Lammy and her creepy cousin. Vowing to never go to that house again; if the two were to hang out it was going to be at Flaky's place.
"That's it," Flaky jumped when the violet haired girl banged the desk lightly with her fist. "I'm going to do it this time. I'm going to bag this one!"
"H-huh?"
Lammy turned to her with an eager smile. "I'm going to seduce Mr. Truffles into being my boyfriend."
"B-but, what about your cousin?" Flaky stammered, worried about the safety of their grouchy teacher, she adored Lammy but that cousin of hers looks like he'd commit murder if given the chance..
Lammy frowned and waved her hand dismissively. "He doesn't care who I date. Its fine." Clearly, Lammy has not noticed how attached her cousin is to her.
Flaky merely stared shyly down at her desk and fiddled with her skirt. "O-okay then.."
The screech of a chair sliding on the ground reached her ears as Lammy scooted over with a piece of paper and pen. "Okay, so you're going to help me in getting his attention, right?"
Flaky sighed and nodded reluctantly, deciding to just let herself get pulled in to helping her friend snag the man she desires.
The rest of the period was spent with the two hunched over the piece of paper, brainstorming ways that Lammy could use to catch his attention.
By the end of the period, Lammy was happily stuffing the paper back into her bag, eager to decide on what methods she would use. Waving bye to Flaky, the French girl shot out of her seat and ran out of the classroom, making sure to say bye to Truffles who merely grunted in reply, bored eyes still firmly glued to his book.
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Flaky was relieved to find herself on time for her next class. History, with..she looked at the whiteboard. Mr. Tiger.
Well, that's a strange name...
The class was still somewhat empty with students still lingering in the hall waiting for the bell, so she decided to just take the seat in the back. It was the place she always liked, considering it was less likely for her to get called on in answering questions when the teacher can't see her.
About two minutes from the bell ringing was when students started to file in, and not recognizing anyone, Flaky decided to look at her blue haired teacher who was...messing with his claw?
She shivered visibly in her seat, wouldn't that be considered a weapon and dangerous? Why is the principal allowed to hire just anyone?
The bell rung loudly and the teacher immediately straightened in his seat before getting up and marched in a military-like fashion to the door and shut it.
Not even a second after he closed it, did a light knocking come from behind it.
His sharp midnight blue eyes narrowed as he ripped the door open and glared at the person who dared interrupt his class. "Yes?"
Flaky blinked as she noticed the same green haired boy from earlier standing in the doorway with a smile. "Hi, is this Mr. Tiger's history class?"
The teacher glared down his nose at the friendly student. "It is. And why are you late soldier?" He asked gruffly.
Soldier?
Great, their teacher thinks he's running an army..
But the boy automatically played along and straightened his stance, placing his hand along his head in a salute. "Sir, I'm new and had to find my way to this class, sir."
A tiny smirk played at the teacher's lips as he eyed the new kid in approval, knowing that he was going to like this one. "Very well soldier, go take a seat."
The boy smiled and took a step inside, light green eyes roaming around for a free seat. His eyes caught Flaky's crimson ones and his smile widened, immediately heading over to her. "Hello again." He greeted happily, placing his bag on top of his desk.
Color filtered onto her pale cheeks as she sent him a small smile, fidgeting with her skirt. "H-hi."
He kept his gaze locked with hers as he slouched back in his seat, making himself comfortable. "I never caught your name earlier...mind telling me what it is?"
"Um, F-Flaky." She replied, inwardly grumbling at herself for stuttering.
He grinned and stuck his hand out for her to shake. "Well, hi Flaky, my names Flippy. It's nice to properly meet you this time."
Her cheeks darkened at his outgoing friendliness, and carefully brought her trembling hand up to his, letting his larger one envelope her much smaller hand. "I-it's nice to meet you too."
Green eyes shined brightly at the prospect at making a new friend as he held onto her hand. "Hopefully, we'll be good friends."
He was about to say more when their teacher's booming voice abruptly interrupted him, demanding everyone's attention.
"Alright maggots! This is going to be the class where you learn about our glorious history!" The blue haired teacher announced in a stern voice.
Flaky gulped at the volume of his deep voice and the serious look in his midnight blue eyes. She could already tell this teacher will be extremely strict and intimidating, she wouldn't even be able to bring herself to ask him for help when she needed it.
Flippy noticed her shaking form from his peripheral vision and turned to send her a comforting smile, he leaned forward to whisper to her as the militaristic teacher continued. "What's the matter?"
She whimpered and glanced up at him with nervous eyes. "H-he's scary."
The boy chuckled and patted her shoulder reassuringly. "Don't worry, I'm sure on the inside he's a big teddy bear."
Frowning, Flaky looked back at the still lecturing teacher. Him? A teddy bear?
She watched with wide eyes as he suddenly stopped yapping long enough to glare at an unfortunate student who had the audacity to fall asleep in his class.
Bending down and slipping off his shoe, the man hurled the item at the snoozing student, jolting the boy awake and causing him to nearly fall off his chair as he rubbed his head, looking around with dazed, confused eyes.
"Do not fall asleep in my class again," the man snarled, getting up in the sleepy student's face and pinning him with a fierce glare. "Do you understand, boy?"
The boy was petrified with fear in his spot as he bobbed his head up and down frantically.
He smirked and picked up his shoe, slipping it back on as he continued from where he left off. "As I was saying.."
Flaky had to swallow a squeak that threatened to escape her. Oh, he was a real teddy bear, alright. She looked at the green haired boy next to her.
He could only shrug and send her a strained smile. "I guess I was wrong about him being a teddy bear."
The rest of the period was spent with the teacher's nonstop voice talking about what they will be learning throughout the year, while Flaky cowered silently in her seat and Flippy occasionally patting her shoulder to calm her down.
The tense redhead let out a relieved sigh as the welcoming sound of the bell going off reached the room. Slinging her bag onto her shoulder, she was about to leave when she was stopped by Flippy's hand on her arm. "What class do you have next?"
Lifting up her paper, Flaky glanced at it. "Um, a-art class."
Flippy's smile instantly dropped in disappoint. "Oh, damn it. I have Spanish.."
The timid girl frowned, not liking the sad look on his face. "W-we can meet up for lunch next p-period." She suggested shyly.
His down expression immediately brightened. "Really? That'd be great! Where should we meet?"
Flaky glanced at the clock on the wall. She only had five minutes till the next class. "We can m-meet at the entrance to the cafeteria, just wait for me there."
Flippy nodded eagerly and backtracked away from her. "Okay, see you then Flaky!" He waved, spinning around and running off to his next class.
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Flaky smiled as she made it to class with only three minutes to spare, taking the closest seat, the redhead got herself settled.
"Heeeey, what do we have here? Hi Flaky~" Flaky glanced up just in time to see Lifty sliding onto the seat next to hers with a sly grin on his lips.
"H-hi Lifty." She greeted, deciding to hold her bag safely on her lap. Though she liked the younger twin and found him quite sweet at times, he was still a kleptomaniac who has stolen her money before.
"Did they just stick you in this class when you didn't sign up for it too?" He asked with a flirtatious smile, twirling a strand of red hair around his slender finger.
"N-no, I wanted to take this class." She mumbled as he continued to play with her hair, practically invading her personally space from how close he was sitting.
The young thief was about to ask another question when somebody else decided to make themselves known. "Hi Flaky...and Lifty."
At the sound of the voice the green haired boy stiffened and let her silky hair slip through his fingers as he cautiously turned to the smiling Splendid. "O-oh hi Splendid." He grinned weakly, a drop of sweat making its way down his temple.
A chill shot down his tense form as he locked his eyes with the blue haired male. For behind that pleasant smile and cheerful eyes was a very thinly veiled threat if he continued to mess with the redhead.
With a strained smile, Lifty carefully got up from the chair and snuck around the other male. "Um, I'll see you later Flaky." He then slunk to the back of the class where his brother was residing, smirking at his younger brother who came back like a dog with his tail between his legs.
But then Lifty brought up his hand that was holding Splendid's wallet, and they shared a snicker in victory as they hid it under the desk to dig through.
Splendid smoothly took the available seat next to her with a proud smile. "So, how was your first two classes?"
Feeling safer, Flaky placed her bag on the desk. "It was good, I have Lammy in my first period and she has plans to make our teacher her boyfriend."
Splendid chuckled and shook his head. "What's up with her and older guys?" Flaky giggled and shrugged her shoulders.
"How about second period?"
Flaky trembled in memory of the overly strict teacher. "I-I have a scary teacher."
At the worried look that began to leak into those sky blue eyes, Flaky waved her hands hurriedly in front of her face. "B-but it's okay! I'll get used to him, he's probably not that bad."
He nodded understandingly, though he still carried a slight worried look. "Okay. But tell me if he gives you trouble and maybe we could find a way to transfer you to another class."
Sighing, Flaky nodded her head at him. "Anyways, how was your classes?" She asked, deciding to flip the subject on him instead. The two hardly noticed the bell ring.
Splendid grinned and propped his chin onto his palm. "I made a new friend in first period, he's pretty cool."
"That's great. You always make friends so fast." He smiled at the compliment.
"Yeah, I guess you could say that. And second period wasn't exactly eventful really, so nothing to share there.." They let the conversation drift off as the short teacher finally stopped messing with his clay project to acknowledge his class.
"Well, hello there class! My name is Mr. Kaboom and welcome to my art class!" He greeted pleasantly with an extremely thick French accent, showing that English obviously wasn't his first language.
"Since today is the first day and I don't exactly have any projects for you yet. You guys are free to draw in the notebooks I left on your desks. I'm going to finish my project than I'll take roll call, thank you." And with that he stuck ear plugs in his ears and went back to immersing himself in his project.
Flaky raised an eyebrow at that. Why would he need ear plugs? She shrugged and flipped open the drawing book provided for them and started to doodle a flower.
Halfway into the class, she got bored with drawing flowers and leaned over to peek at what Splendid was drawing.
Only to see drawings of loafs of bread.
Everywhere.
"Are you hungry?" She asked, containing a giggle.
Pink tinted his cheeks as his rumbling stomach answered her question. "..Maybe."
Crimson eyes glanced at the clock. "Well, it's only couple minutes until lunch time."
"I can't wait." Splendid mumbled, envisioning all the food he was going to buy.
"Le phew~ I'm finished class!" Mr. Kaboom announced, showing off his clay art.
Many oohs and aahs was heard as the students admired the realistic looking sculpture of a mouse, that their smiling teacher made.
Flaky blinked noticing the short man messing with something behind the clay, a mischievous smirk pulling across his smiling lips as his eyes glinted excitedly.
Out of nowhere, the beautiful sculpture suddenly exploded in a shower of light grey clay, splattering across the walls and shocked faces of random students. Leaving behind nothing but a pile of grey goop on his desk.
"Boooom!" The diminutive man hopped onto his desk, arms thrown up in the air victoriously as he began to laugh manically.
Flaky was clinging onto Splendid's arm desperately the second that the art exploded, her teeth chattering loudly in her fear, she swore her heart was going to pop out of her chest with how fast it was beating.
"Great. We have a terrorist for a teacher." Shifty jeered sarcastically from the back of the class.
The bell rung and Flaky had never seen a classroom empty as fast as this one. Students were practically breaking their legs to escape the room, scrambling over each other like a bunch of rats scurrying for cheese.
Flaky was still hanging desperately onto his arm, practically cutting off his circulation as they carefully walked past their still cackling teacher and out of the classroom. Splendid could feel his arm going numb, but didn't say anything as long as Flaky felt comforted by clinging onto him.
After a couple minutes of aimless walking, Flaky finally calmed down enough to release him. "I-I'm sorry." She muttered apologetically as she watched him rub his now numb arm.
"Don't worry about it Flaky, as long as you feel better." He grinned, shaking his arm to bring some feeling back into it.
She sent him a grateful smile and turned ahead to see the cafeteria doors come in view.
Splendid blinked as he spotted someone and grinned widely moving ahead of Flaky to greet his friend. "Hey man," she stared in curiosity at his back wondering who he was talking to. "What's up?"
She made her way up behind him and tugged lightly on his blazer. He turned to her excitedly. "Hey Flaky, this is the friend I made in first period!"
He moved aside and Flaky blinked at the familiar green haired boy. "Oh, h-hi Flippy!"
Flippy smiled brightly at her. "Hi Flaky."
Splendid frowned and looked between the two. "You guys know each other already?"
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There AmIObsessed, I held up my end of the deal, you happy?! xD
Anyways, thanks for reading! :D