AN: YAY FOR BOREDOM! IT GETS STUFF DONE! YEAH! So, even though I said I was gonna sleep, I couldn't help myself and now, here I am, typing up the second chapter. So enjoy! :3
Chapter 2: Class F Idiots
"Hey, no way! I'm totally sitting next to Cherami!" He says. I sigh as he rushes over to the desk next to mine. If you can even call it that. It's more like a cruddy coffee table. And mine has only three legs.
I sit so that the tip of my shoe replaces the spot that is supposed to be taken up by a table leg and sigh once more. Why, why me? And now he's acting all clingy. Geez, what an idiot.
"Hiya. My name's Tatsuko Aizawa. nice to meet you, stranger." He says, holding his hand out. I roll my eyes.
"Idiot. I already know your name." I say. He pouts.
"I was only trying to be friendly." He says. I shake my head and scoot my desk over a couple inches. "Get away. I don't wanna catch your stupid." I say.
"Catch my stupid? That's the dumbest thing you've said yet! Was that supposed to be an insult?" He laughs. The teacher throws a chalkboard eraser at him, hitting him in the side of the face.
"Pay attention! You're below below average, meaning you need to listen up and stop talking!" He shouts. Tatsuko rubs his cheek and frowns.
"Yeah, yeah. My bad." He mutters. He turn back toward the board. I sigh and watch as the teacher writes a simple math problem on the board. Obviously most other students in the class don't find it that simple, judging by their perplexed expressions.
"X=14." I say. He ignores me and calls on a student in the second row.
"Ugh. This is so stupid." I say.
After class, I wander the halls, slowly making my way over to Class A.
"Hey! Cherami!" Mikari calls, running up to me. "Where were you? I didn't see you in class!" She says. I cross my arms and turn away from her shamefully, feeling my cheeks get hot.
"I... I'm not in A..." I mutter. She laughs.
"What, forget a formula? You must be in B then." She says.
"Umm..."
"C?"
"Uh..."
"D?"
"..."
"E?!"
"..."
"Oh dear God, you're not telling me you're in F, are you?" She says. I cringe and nod slowly. She cries out and wraps her arms around me, hugging me tight.
"Oh no! Hanging around those brainless idiots is gonna melt your brain! Next thing you know, you'll be watching TV and eating fast food!" She exclaims. I wait until she pulls away.
"Don't worry, I won't stoop to that level. I just forgot to put my name on the test, that's all." I tell her. She bites her lip. "You poor thing. And Tatsuko's in that class too, right? Oh, that must be terrible!" She says.
"I umm, I have to go. I have some studying to do." I say. She laughs.
"Studying? But you already know everything!" She says before running off to go join her classmates. I bite my thumbnail and stare at the ground as I slowly make my way home. Since I live far away from here, I had to buy an apartment so I could attend Fumizuki.
"Hey! Umm, is it Nagato-san?"
I turn to face the small, timid voice. The owner of it skids to a stop in front of me. It's a small, pale girl with short brown hair pulled into a messy bun and big blue eyes. She holds her hands behind her back nervously, and pushes her glasses further up her nose before clearing her throat.
"Yes?" I respond. She straightens up a bit.
"You were supposed to be in Class A, right?" She asks. I nod, feeling the shame from earlier being multiplied tenfold.
"Well, I... I'm glad you're in our class now!" She says before turning on her heel and speeding off in the opposite direction.
"Huh... how strange..." I mutter, staring after her. I sigh and turn back around to walk home.
"CHERAMII!" A small voice calls as I step inside my apartment. I feel my blood run cold and my face get pale. I drop my bag and speed off to my room, locking the door behind me.
"CHERAMI, I KNOW YOU'RE THERE! AREN'T YOU GLAD TO SEE ME?"
I slow my breathing down and sink to the floor. After a couple seconds, I'm startled by a sharp four raps at the door.
"Go away!" I shout.
"But Ma told me to come live here with yooou!"
"So?! Piss off!"
"You're not gonna reject your own brother, are you?"
"YES!"
"Aww, pweeze?"
"NO!"
"But... I have no way to get home, I'm only eight after all..."
"Here, I'll teach you how to hitchhike! Go to the side of the road, stick up your thumb, wait until someone stops and jump out of the car if they offer you candy!"
"Huh?"
"JUST GET OUT!"
"Yeah, okay..."
I wait ten minutes before stepping out of my room. I haven't heard anything break, so he must be gone.
"AHAHAAA!" He shouts, jumping on to my back. I scream and try to shake him off, but it doesn't work.
"ROMI! GET OFF!" I shout. He giggles and jumps off. I chase him around the room.
"Aha! I gotcha!" I shout, wrapping my arm around him. I pin him down on the couch and try to catch my breath.
"What are you doing here?" I ask. He smiles angelically at me.
"Is it so wrong to wanna be with my onee-chan?" He says. I roll my eyes.
"Yeah, right. What did she give you?" I ask. He grins and wiggles his hand loose so he can pull a blue rectangular object out of his pocket.
"A new DS." He said. I scowl at him before standing and dusting myself off.
"Well then you'll be sleeping on the floor. And no blanket." I say. He stares after me as I walk back into my room.
Romi Nagato, my eight year old brother. He's been a pain in Mom's neck ever since Dad left. I worried about how she would handle it when I moved out, and now I see Romi was nothing but an annoyance. Maybe worse.
And now, he would be an annoyance to me. He's smart, thanks to me, so I can put up with him at least when he's studying. When he opens up a book, he matures five years.
I flop down on my bed. I guess I'll just have to homeschool him. Easy enough, I have the brains to do it. That way, he won't miss out on his education, and I can keep him in a bearable mood long enough to keep my sanity.
Oh, this is going to be a pain.
AN: Hey! I'm kinda in a rush, so for now all I'm gonna say is read and review, plzz! Byee!
-TRG