A/N: Well I'm giving this one another try. Read and enjoy.

Chapter 2: School's in, not out

And so the day had come. The Day of Judgment, D-day, The Apocalypse or whatever you want to call it. It was the first class of the final year.

"No friggin' way," Snake said as he scanned through the schedule of Monday, "Hey, guys take a look at this!" Link was the first one to reach Snake, closely followed by Ganon and Ike, and snatched the piece of paper from Snake's hands. After one look at it he exclaimed:

"We're having the ENTIRE pre-noon period booked by miss douche-bag?" Miss douche-bag was one of their teachers; her real name was Epona Baggins even though no one called her that. Everyone of her student called her Ms. Douche-bag or "douchie" when they thought she didn't listen, and the rest of the teachers called her Ms. Baggins. She greatly resembled a horse in the face and she was a music teacher. Since she didn't know the art of appreciating lighter groups like AC/DC so she didn't get along too good with the four major metal-heads of the school.

Without much of a choice the four boys trotted off to music class with their heads down and very broken in spirit. They had personally begged to the headmaster last year not to get Ms. Douche-bag again but apparently he hadn't been paying any attention. The music class was exceptionally dull with just some lame theory. It was so basic that Link felt he was in 2nd grade again.

"…And that's how you take a "C" on the keyboard." Ms. Douche-bag concluded proudly and looked up to her students. It appeared that no one had been listening to one word that she had uttered. A few guys talked at the back, the girls were text-messaging and Ganon had been writing some very colorful insults that he would like to direct to Ms. Douche-bag on his paper, rather than shouting it right out like he actually wanted. Douchie had spent the first hour repeating various keyboard chords and now it was time for a short break before moving on to start forming groups and pick a song that they would practice on for the next few weeks.

"I expect to see you back with a song and a group ready in fifteen minutes." Epona said before she let the student out of the classroom.

"We need a song that will piss douchie off good! Maybe some Death or Black Metal." Ike suggested and looked through his IPod.

"No way," Ganon said, "I can't growl."

"Guys, what am I supposed to do?" Snake asked, "I can't play anything."

That's when Link got an idea. He got up his cell phone and looked until he found the right song.

"If we play this song," He said and played up Death dies hard by Deathstars, "you could do the keyboards. Just do the chords. And this isn't actual growling it's more whispered out than ordinary growling." They all listened to the song and then agreed on the suggestion.

A few minutes later everyone went back into the classroom for the next two hours of music.

Snake, Ike, Link and Ganon ended up in the room next to the synths. It was very unfortunate for the synths because the metal-heads played as loud as the enhancers allowed. The next two hours went by smoothly, mostly because everyone, including Ms. Douche-bag, had learned that telling Link, Ganon, Ike and Snake to turn the volume down was useless. After the class it was 12 o'clock and lunch-time.

The procedure of eating lunch at Brawl High was strictly controlled by taste of music. Everyone was eating lunch around the school-yard. No one ever walked through the yard, they just walked around it. The metal-heads and punkers were on the north side, the east side was occupied by emos, grungers and synths. Goths was on both the east and north side since Goth rock is hard to define. On the west side were hip-hopers, soul-lovers and rastafaris and those who liked Blues, Jazz and other types of "black music" were on the south side. Those who didn't like music at all ate in the cafeteria. Everyone picked up their lunch in the school canteen and went to their respective zones and ate it. When Link and the others entered the canteen something strange happened. Everyone backed off so they didn't have to queue.

"See, I told you guys, being a senior is awesome," Ike said, "I bet they would polish my leather-boots if I asked them." The boys took their lunch and walked away to eat on the north side. It had always been tense between the north and the east side but now it seemed to be a bit worse than the year before. As they ate their lunch they talked with everyone about the summer or really important and deep questions, like "what's Iron Maiden's best album cover?"

"… And then after the party we went to this Watain concert and we came in just as they fired the blood cannons. It was so awesome!" said Fox. He had just told the guys what he had been doing this summer.

"So Black Metal concerts really are as special as they say?" Snake asked.

"Oh yeah, they're something all right," Falco said and nodded, "They are so sick and gory and extreme that it's almost funny."

"And by the way, didn't you end up in court for possession, Link?" Fox asked, "What was that all about?"

"I was just helping my dad, you know," Link answered, "He's in prison and he owes the Mafia a lot of money so I tried earning some cash by selling drugs. It seemed like a good idea at the time."

"Wow dude, that's rough," Fox said and gave Link a pat on the shoulder, "you all right?"

"Yeah, I suppose It'll have to do," Link said and then a smile cracked In his face, "Well, gents, I have a feeling that this will be the best year of them all."

A/N: All right so now I've done that. In every chapter title I'll leave a reference to a song. If you can tell which artist it is there will be cake. Love y'all! Signed:

¤ Sargeras ¤