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Vivi Allen
Exhaling, I stepped onto school grounds. Other students mingled with each other as I walked up the stone staircase and entered the large and probably beautiful, if in any other circumstance than the first day of school, building. I felt dread and nervousness starting to boil inside my stomach as the enclosed spaced enhanced the racket the students were making. Lowering my head, I started to walk, keeping my eyes on the map I had received the night before from one of the school counselors. I felt bad about that because my aunt had to take time off from work for me to get my schedule.
It felt like I had to walk forever and it felt even longer when I would glance up from time to time to find a random student staring at me like they knew I was the new girl.
Figures.
It was like I had a bright flashing neon sign behind me, although the fact that I had my face buried in a school map probably didn't do much in my defense either. I really hated this; it wouldn't even be an issue if I hadn't survived that fall back at the nuclear power plant.
Finally, I reached my locker. At least it looked shinny and didn't have any funky smells coming out of it. My books were already in there, luckily, as there were seven of them and they weighed more than I liked to carrying around. Aunt Dawn had bought me a new bag for the occasion, as well as other school supplies. Frowning, I shoved it inside the metal box. Things were going to get better, she had told me. Fat chance; I didn't want to have to deal with this. I shut the metal locker just as someone popped up behind me.
"Whoa!" I jumped. Someone raised her eyebrows next to me.
"Well hi to you!" She smiled at me.
"Oh, uh, hi." I muttered. She laughed.
"You're the new girl right? I'm Sun Gemma Kekoa Cho! But everyone calls me Sunny! Who are you?" She cocked an eyebrow.
"I'm Vivi Allen." She waved her hand with a book in it.
"Welcome to Empire City! You know, I heard that you live with Ms. Allen right?"
I nodded. "Yeah, she's my aunt."
Sunny smiled . "Oh cool! I wish I had an aunt in Empire City! You know what? That reminds me!" she laughed. "I totally forgot to do my math homework! Gotta go now! At least I'll be able to finish!" she waved to me and skipped away.
I stared at her. "Holy crap. How can she be so happy?" I muttered. The bell rang and I sighed once more. I wasn't going to like this.
The first couple classes went by rather slowly. They were boring and I didn't meet anyone new. As Aunt Dawn had advised, I kept my meta-human abilities to myself; none of these students looked like they would care if I had powers or not, but they didn't look like I actually would want to share a secret with them. I didn't risk it either way; the only thing worse than the first day of school as the new kid is the first day of school as the new kid that also happens to be a freak.
Around ten, there was a fifteen minute break period. I didn't much care for it; I would have preferred to skip it and get the next classes before lunch over with. The less time we spent goofing off, the quicker I can get out. And considering I didn't want to be there in the first place, it seemed like a pretty fair trade. However, as luck would have it─ and luck just loved to play practical jokes on me ─I would actually have to spend more time at school than I bargained for.
I remember how everyone in my hall suddenly got really excitable. There had been a group of rowdy kids, which was probably why. Everyone noticed them right off the bat with the commotion they were making. If I had been at this school longer, I might have known that they were probably the troublemakers. They started talking really loudly and shoving each other, and not in the "I'm-gonna-fight-you" way, it was more playful and to show how masculine they all were. Some masculinity… more like immaturity.
I noticed they geared up to run. I probably should have been doing the same, but like many other students in the hall, I was too curious to see what there were going to do. They shoved a random boy out of their group and with a smirk, he walked over to the wall, the same wall my locker was located on. Before I knew it, there was a heinously loud alarm echoing throughout the entire building. The boy and his friends instantly ran off. Too shocked by the blast, from both the alarm and kids just as surprised as it was, I stood. The sprinkler system even went off. I felt my hair dampen and start to stick to me as the doors to the nearest classrooms opened.
The teachers had probably heard the group of children daring each other to do something stupid before they ran off. I and a few other students had failed to move from the hallway of guilt─ a hallway so guilty, that anyone caught inside it was automatically so. I didn't like as one of the teachers pointed at me with a glare.
Detention.
Sunny Cho
Well, I wasn't in the hallway. Thank goodness for that, though! I still got in trouble for something not even related to that event. It involved this kid, Thomas Lundin, and this other girl, Mai Lee Rinekof. I wasn't expecting it, but then again, who was? I was doing some extra credit for science (which is hard for me, I mean, how the heck am I supposed to memorize that stuff?), and those other two were there with Mrs. Lee, the substitute science teacher. They were leaning over some chemicals and arguing.
"Listen Thomas! You can't mix those two!" Mai Lee said trying to pull a vial away. "Potassium permanganate is dangerous with ethylene glycol!"
Thomas shrugged. "Ah, well!" he pulled the vial back and poured both into the beaker. I looked up from my book work to watch it. Mrs. Lee looked up from the whiteboard.
"Thomas, what did you just mix?" She asked fearfully. Mai Lee looked at Mrs. Lee.
"Ethylene glycol and Potassium permanganate!" Mai Lee squeaked as she jumped away from the table. Mrs. Lee looked at the mixture in horror.
"Thomas! When you mix those two together, the potassium permanganate readily oxidizes the glycerol in an exothermic reaction that produces an…" Mrs. Lee stopped. "Everyone away from the table, now!" She turned her desk over spilling everything on the floor and got behind it. "Get behind the desk!" she ordered. Mai Lee, Thomas, and myself all raced and ducked under the desk as it started to smoke, then flamed up before exploding. Now, it wasn't a cartoon explosion, this one was light green and stunk. It rattled the lights and the smoke spewed everywhere. Mrs. Lee crawled to the filing cabinet behind her desk and pulled out some cloths.
"Put these over your faces! Ethylene glycol is poisonous!" As I put the cloth around my face, Mrs. Lee just shook her head. "You guys are so getting an F." she muttered through the rag.
I sighed and covered my ears as the fire alarm went off yet again.
Journey Blake-Decamp
I was immediately met with a sudden awkward and pointed silence as I walked into the restroom. The two girls that were in there stopped what they were doing, gathered closer together towards each other, and stared daggers at me. It was hard not to feel like I was intruding, but the restroom was for the use of students and I really needed to pee.
Other than the girls, the first thing I noticed was a distinct smell. And it wasn't the gross public restroom type of smell. What I smelled was strong, sorta musty, and made my throat burn. It fit hand-in-hand with the bathroom smell, really.
As I walked further into the lavatory, the girls began to walk away. Before I got to the stall, I noticed they stopped at the trashcan and toss something in. I didn't really get a good look, as they had also turned back and glared at me when they realized what I had just seen.
I did my business, uncomfortable as the smell was growing. I felt like plugging my nose, but I chose to wash my hands first. Personal hygiene and cleanliness and all. The cold water ran over my hands and after adding some soap, I looked at myself in the mirror. Shaking out my dyed-midnight-black hair, I watched the streaks of blue sway in the motion.
Finishing up as quickly as possible, I noticed the smell become a bit more rancid than before. I grabbed for some paper towels and dried my hands, wishing to get back to class as quickly as possible now and hoping the smell wouldn't stick to me. If that wasn't the case, I might've had to make a quick detour to my locker for some perfume. When I was satisfied with the state of my hands, I went to the trashcan, hoping that I would be able to find what the two girls had thrown in there out of curiosity.
As soon as I peered inside, however, I felt my heart stop.
"Oh my gosh, fire!" I shouted, realizing that what they had thrown in was cigarettes or something of that fashion. Crap, what do I do!?
I didn't really need to decide, as it turned out. The first alarm went off… for the third time that day. It was apparent the smell had migrated to nearby classrooms and the hallway outside because the door opened and in came the vice principal, who liked to walk around the school during the day to make sure everything was all right. Considering the day so far, she probably had her hands full.
The panicked state I was in probably screamed guilty, especially when she took one look at the flaming garbage bin then at me. I knew I was going to take the blame for it; such is the life of a teenager in high school.
Needless to say, I ended up with detention.
Matt Keeva
It was easy to see why the teachers were so irritated, considering the fire alarm had gone off three times earlier in the day, with only one of them being a false alarm. I heard around that they already busted someone for pulling that alarm─ a new kid, apparently.
Either way, the teachers were on edge from all the interruptions. That wasn't so good for me, although I was trying my best to pay attention.
There was this one girl─ Tess Reynolds ─that was a little less than prepared for the day of school. And as the teacher stood up at the whiteboard trying to teach, Tess was asking around for a pencil. No one wanted to give her one, based on the fact that they either did not have an extra one or didn't want to give it away and not get it back. It's not like they suspected her to steal it, but most people never gave them back.
Anyone could tell the teacher was clearly aware of the situation and was getting annoyed. You'd think she'd actually take the time to give Tess a pencil if she was so mad, but she didn't.
With no luck, Tess leaned forward and lightly tugged on my shirt's sleeve.
"Psst, hey. Do you have a pencil?" She asked. I sighed and did what no one else wanted to do.
"Here you go." I whispered, handing back the pencil. I felt it leave my fingertips as the teacher turned around. As soon as I saw her face, I realized I should have just stayed quiet.
"Mathew Keeva and Tess Reynolds, I've had enough of your talking. If you wish to waste class time, you can make up for it at detention. After school, today." She pointed to both of us with a slight glare.
My shoulders dropped, knowing full well she wasn't joking. As she turned to continue her lecture, Tess leaned toward me again.
"Thanks."
The teacher immediately turned around again. "Do you want to make it two days?"
"No, ma'am." I answered, throwing Tess a quick look. Hopefully she got the message to stop talking.
"Meanie." muttered Tess.
"Two days!" said the teacher.
"Tess!" I groaned. As if I didn't have enough on my plate. Tess gave me a shrug. I slapped a hand up to my face. This was just ridiculous.
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