There were only a few things that Green Oak truly hated. The first being flies. The damn things were entirely too loud and Green often felt the urge to bath after one landed on him. The second was infomercials. The people's voices in those long ass commercials from hell were just plain annoying. The third, and most annoying of the all, was his alarm clock, which was currently screaming at him to get up.

Green slammed his hand onto the offending object and slowly swung his legs out from under his sheets. He almost instantly regretted it as a blast of cold air assaulted him courtesy of his opened window. Stupid winter! Slightly cursing under his breath, Green took three paces to the left, easily finding the window and shut it with an irritated slam.

With that taken care of, Green stumbled sleepily into his closet to find something to wear for the day. He pulled on the most comfortable t-shirt he could find, before rummaging through the growing pile of clothes to find a specific item. He searched for several minutes until his hand found the soft, worn material of his favorite hoodie. Blue had said that the color matched his eyes. Whatever that meant. Finally, he pulled a normal pair of pants before beginning his search for his shoes.

Green then pulled on an old pair of black converse that seemed to fit his feet perfectly. He never bothered to untie them, finding that it was easier to just slip the shoes on and off. Green stepped out of his room and into the hallway. Sticking his arm out, Green grabbed onto the railing, letting it guide his down the stairs.

Green noticed the smell of bacon almost immediately as he grew closer to the kitchen. His sister had not yet returned from an art retreat she was taking and his grandfather didn't return from the lab last night, so-

"Damn it, Blue! Would you quit breaking into my house every morning?"

The aforementioned Blue skipped over to Green and gave him a bone crushing hug.

"Good Morning, Sunshine!"

Green sighed and let a small smile creep onto his face. This had become somewhat of a routine. If no one was home with Green when he woke up in the morning, Blue would break in and keep him company until they left for school. Green always wondered how she found out when he would be alone, and how she managed to get in despite them having an alarm system.

After finally being released, Green sat down at the table as Blue set a plate in front of him. He picked up his fork and was about to dig in when he noticed that they were not alone in the room. Blue was still skipping around the kitchen, fixing her own breakfast, yet Green could hear the soft clinks of someone stabbing their eggs with a sort of murderous intent.

"Hey Silver."

Silver muttered a 'yeah' before returning to stabbing his eggs. Green smiled. He had always liked Silver. The first time they had met, Silver had shoved him off of the couch stating simply that he was 'too weak to sit with my sister'. Ever since then the two had become closer, till the point that Silver would come over to hang out even if Blue was not there. The kid was two years younger than Blue and himself, making him a freshman this year. Blue was just about as, if not more, protective of Silver than she was of Green.

Scarfing down the rest of his breakfast, Green then picked up his bag from where he left it the previous evening. Turning to face his friends, Green groaned when he heard the tinkling of keys coming distinctly from Blue's direction.

By the time they arrived at the school, Green was sure that he had whiplash and perhaps a sore throat from screaming. Stepping uneasily from the car, Green allowed Blue to lead him to his first class while Silver walked in the direction of boy with a particularly loud voice. Somehow, Blue had conned her way into all of Green's classes. For some reason, Green was sure that she had not asked nicely for her adapted schedule.

The first class was English. Even when he was younger, Green had found the class stupid. He could speak it well enough and even though he needed a special type writer, he could write it. And seriously! Why would you fall in love with someone who your family hated, killed your cousin, and was way too old for you? Not only that, but you should really make sure that person is dead before you kill yourself over them.

Shuffling into his seat near the back, Green groaned waiting for the torture to start. Ms. Shauntal started he lecture by swooning over the words themselves in the book, not the characters, plot or even the setting. Apparently, if you use the word 'thou' in your book, you immediately become a genus.

Satisfied that she had enlightened the future generation, Ms. Shauntal then began going around the room asking her students what their favorite line was. Most of the girls went for the typical 'Romeo, Romeo! Where for art thou, Romeo?' And most of the guys used the line 'What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet?' almost all of them laughing about how it sounded like what Team Torpedo said in their favorite anime, Bag Creatures.

Eventually, the creepy cat lady, as Green liked to call her, made it to him.

"And what is your favorite line, Green?"

Not even hesitating to answer, Green stated, "Swear not by the moon."

"Why?" She asked, sounding slightly off guard. Green smirked. So even the all-knowing Shauntal could be caught unawares.

"Because, Juliet is asking Romeo to swear his love to her for all time, not when it suits him the best. Not only that but it really was the most puke worth scene of this whole play."

Blue held a hand to her mouth, trying to stifle her laughter. Ms. Shauntal however, simply sighed, already used to Oak's antics.

"Yes. Thank you, Green for adding a bit of realism to other wise bland world of this tragedy. Now, students. Turn to page 294."

A/N I had a lot of fun with this chapter! Yes I made fun of Romeo and Juliet, but we all do that from time to time, right?

Also Team Torpedo and Bag Creatures are my way of laughing at the anime.

Hope you liked it and I will see you soon.