Chapter 1: Meeting


AN: Chapter one! Hooray! It's over twice as long as the prologue. The same rules as IJSH apply here, my ships are diamonds don't bother trying to sink them, flames are unwelcome. My sister didn't make a picture for this chapter but I think I can get something for the next one. Since I'm kind of out of thank yous anyone who favorited, followed or commented can evenly split up all the thank yous that my sister has! This chapter I don't actually name anyone until the very end so if you can guess all of them before I reveal congrats I guess.


This


represents a cutaway to "current" time with the children. That's all I have so say so now chapter… START!


This is where and when everything started, where and when we all met. It's not too hard to believe that thirteen strangers all had a class together is it? Admittedly it is a BIT hard to believe that half of a socials class became friends in one day but it happened nonetheless. We all became friends much like how you all did, but a little bit different too. Because you guys never had a red balloon to help ruin your lives.

It was the first day of grade eight, we were all in our social studies class and the teacher had stepped out to photocopy the course outline. A ditzy happy-go-lucky student was leaning back in their seat blowing up a bright red balloon.

"Can I have the balloon once you're done with it?" an immature student requested, entranced by the bright orb.

"Mm-hmm" the ditz nodded and kept the balloon in their mouth.

"How old ARE you, balloons are for like, five year olds" I teased both of the strangers.

"Five year olds or LIKE five year olds" a weird student joked lamely.

"Oh my gods did you seriously just say that?" a domestic student demanded with a slight chuckle.

"Hey!" the immature one whined and gave a not-so-threatening glare at me.

"If you keep acting like that you'll never get a boyfriend before the end of high school" a creepy student observed.

"I'll get a boyfriend on the first DAY of high school" the immature one decreed.

"Prove it" the creepy one challenged.

"Fine then" the immature student agreed, went over to a fairly normal student and kissed them passionately full on the mouth, "we're dating now."

"…What?" the normal kid demanded, stunned by the recent events.

"Congrats, first couple of the year" a clever kid sarcastically declared.

"Thanks" the immature student giggled happily and wrapped their arms around their new soulmate.

"…What?!" the normal student demanded yet again, still completely confused.

"Do you think he'll suffocate on that balloon?" the weird kid I mentioned earlier wondered randomly.

"Mrramph?" the ditz attempted to cry out but still has the balloon in their mouth.

"…That is a very disturbing and appalling thought, I would hope not" a serious student grimaced at the thought.

"Yeah but if he DOES die dibs on cleaning up the body" the weird one insisted cheerily.

"If he dies dibs on taking the body home with me" the creepy student decided.

"Aw, I wanted the body" the weird kid whined their protest "shouldn't I get the body since I'm going to clean it up?"

"No, the body is mine I just called it" the creepy student disagreed instantly.

"Call the insane asylum, I think they lost a couple of patients" an impulsive student joked quietly to the clever student sitting next to them, who snickered in agreement.

"Hey! Don't stop blowing up my balloon!" the immature student ordered as the ditz was about to remove the balloon from their mouth.

"But what if I suffocate and DIE?" the ditz wonders, the weird and creepy students' conversation unnerving him.


"Are you really going to not tell us who's who the whole time? It's pretty obvious who some of them are" Severa points out.

"Shut up, this is my story I'll tell it how I want! It's only for this one story anyways" Anna declares.


"You aren't going to DIE, they're just kidding" a kind student sighed comfortingly.

"If you DO suffocate one of us will call the hospital, don't worry" the impulsive one insisted not so helpfully.

"I don't think that's what he wanted to hear" the clever one observed as the ditz continued to stare at the balloon like it was poisoned.

"I-it's okay, really! No one's going to suffocate and die probably!" a sweet student promised.

"Try again but without the "probably" this time" a bored kid offered when the statement didn't help.

"O-okay… it's okay, really! No one's going to suffocate and die hopefully!" the sweet kid tried again.

"Still no good, try ending it after "suffocate and die"" the serious one offered a suggestion.

"Alright; one more time… it's okay, really! If we're lucky no one's going to suffocate and die!" the sweet student attempted again.

"Nope still nothing, I guess that balloon isn't getting any bigger" the bored one sighed after yet another failure.

"But that's not fair! Do something!" the immature one ordered of their soulmate.

"M-me? What do you want me to do?!" said normal soulmate demanded.

"Don't be such a baby and finish blowing the balloon up already" the bored student told the ditzy one.

"Yeah, don't be such a coward it's just a balloon, you've taken on worse" the impulsive one agreed.

"Don't believe in yourself, believe in me who believes in you" a domestic student flatly encouraged.

So the ditz put the balloon in his mouth again… and he started to suffocate.

"Shit! He's dying someone call an ambulance!" the clever one started to panic.

"Does anyone know how to do any kind of first aid?!" the kind student demanded, also getting worried.

"I do but it's kind of gross…" the domestic one trailed off reluctantly.

"Someone's LIFE is on the line" the serious student reminded the domestic one quickly.

"Just J thrust it" the bored kid suggested at the same time.

"Right" the domestic child nodded and began to do so. I will shamefully admit that all I did at the time was take a picture of the madness, twelve freaking out kids, but at least I wasn't part of the other half of the class who just sat there and watched!


"Why didn't you call 911 or something?! You're a terrible friend!" Vert observes harshly.

"I didn't know we would become friends at the time and it all turned out okay in the end!" Anna justifies.


Almost instantly the ditz coughed out the balloon… just as the teacher entered the class. I imagine it would be pretty gross to enter your classroom to see a student spit up a bright red rubbery object. But if I were him I probably wouldn't have given the thirteen teenagers in the midst of the madness detention. But I suppose he WAS one of the more strict teachers at the school but I'm getting off subject!

After school the thirteen of us were seated in our socials class. There was a lot of boredom going on in that class at that point in time… but it didn't last long.

"So… my name's Aidrian, sorry about causing all of this" the ditz sheepishly apologized.

"You are forgiven, I'm Nowi" the immature kid declares ever so humbly, not really.

"The name's Anna, future photographer nice to meet you all" I didn't know what I wanted to do with my life back then.

"Hi I'm Henry! I like blood and pain!" the weird boy introduced himself.

"Cherche, I hope we can all get along rather than fight" the domestic girl spoke up.

"…It's Tharja, I hope I never see most of you again" the creepy one declared.

"Uh, I'm Stahl, I um, eat food" the normal kid told us about himself, because reasons.

"I'm pretty sure everyone here eats food" the clever boy sighed somewhat joking and somewhat serious "call me Logan."

"My name is Panne, I am a vegetarian and like rabbits" the serious student explained about herself.

"It's great to meet you all, you may call me Chrom, I think we'll get along so let's hang out sometime" the impulsive one smiled the suggestion.

"S-sounds good to me, I'm Cordelia by the way" the kind girl blushed and stared admiringly at the bluenette male.

"I agree, I'd like to be able to say I made SOME friends in high school, I'm Olivia" the sweet girl gave everyone an embarrassed smile.

"The name's Gaius, I'll hang out with you all again if you feed me candy" the bored kid finished the introductions.

"Oh yes… I believe we'll have a GREAT time being friends…" I grinned at the group, already planning some of the terrible things we would do later on, which all began with our meeting.


AN: Don't scream at me your disapproval I'll explain the descriptions now. Aidrian (me) is called ditz because he sort of is; I understand that you don't know him well yet but you shall eventually come to understand the happy-go-lucky optimistic nature I wrote Aidrian with. Nowi is immature for obvious reasons… it's NOWI what else could I do? Henry is weird because… he's weird, is there even any debate about it? Cherche sews and cooks and stuff well so… yeah. Tharja is also obvious, she's creepy and I love her for it. Stahl is the closest character there is who's normal, thus he is normal. Logan is the tactician… he has to be clever or everyone else would be dead. Panne is calm, collected and takes things seriously… she is serious. Chrom does a lot of impulsive things, he decides to trust a random amnesiac stranger, need more be said? Cordelia is kind to everyone really so… nothing to say here. Olivia… nothing to say here either, she's a real sweetie. And lastly… Gaius… I don't know he just really isn't the kind of guy who cares, he joined an army for CANDY, bored just seemed to fit. Anyways, enough of that, next week the chapter will be posted on Monday as usual but it will be a Halloween special! That's all so now we have a preview for our next chapter, behold!


Halloween:

"You didn't" Panne growled, narrowing her eyes dangerously at the ginger.

"Easy Whiskers! It wasn't a big deal" Gaius insists raising his hands defensively.

"It is a big deal, you are too old for people to actually give you candy for trick or treating, you stole that from a kid didn't you?" Panne accused.

"No…! It was a joint effort… I took it from a couple of kids" Gaius admitted with very little shame.

"Gaius… who did you take this from?" Panne demanded and when Gaius refused to speak she gave him a look that could challenge some of my own.


…Adagan OUT!