Chapter Title: Geometry

Chapter Description: Road finds a friend who helps her get to class, meets the meanest girl in school, has a few people make fun of her name and meets the 'pretty, popular one'.

A/N: I didn't think that I'd have this done for this weekend, but yay! I was able to write! Yay! Not much to say here, except that I really don't hate Lenalee. I actually do like her a lot. It's just that I don't think that Road would because of, you know, Lenalee liking Allen. So in her dream world, Lenalee would be a lot different than in the real world.

Disclaimer: I do not own -Man, because if I did, the Noahs would have real names…

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The school was bigger than she had expected. During the couple weeks that she had been living in the new house she had meant to go visit the school and try to figure everything out, but time just seemed to run out with everything that she had needed to do before the school year started.

So that was why cluelessly she wandered through the hallways, secretly glad that her father had dropped her off so early. From the outside the school looked so small; she had underestimated the size of it. And, of course, the school's layout was so strange due to the various add-ons throughout the years that the classroom numbering seemed to be somewhat random as well. Sighing, Road went from hallway trying to find room 3002, where her first period class was, but with no luck.

At 8:10, Road got nervous.

At 8:15, Road got worried.

At 8:20, Road began to sweat.

At 8:25, Road gave up all hope.

Slumped next to some random lockers, she stared at the map of the school that she had received, too proud to ask anyone for help with directions, but unable to find the room herself. Feeling as if she were the biggest loser in the world, she wished that she could go back to two weeks ago when they had first moved in and have taken the time to have taken a damn tour of the stupid school.

"I don't recognize you. Are you a freshman?" Road's eyes met with those of a person taller than her with red hair and a great smile on his face. "But then again, I don't get the freshman vibe of fear from you; there's something different."

Slightly irritated at this kid with his smiles and slightly mocking voice, she answered almost snarling. "I'm not a freshman, I'm a sophomore." Adding under her breath, "I'm just a little lost." Looking at the boy she expected the same reaction that she got from most people at her old school when she would be nasty to them, a roll of the eyes and a grunt accompanied by walking away.

Instead, this kid laughed. "Ah, that explains it. This place is like a freaking maze; no one ever knows where to go. Where's your first class?" Without even asking, the boy grabbed Road's schedule out of her hands. "Damn, you got stuck in the 'Magical Disappearing Purple Hallway'. That's some bad luck that you got there; no wonder you couldn't find it." Before Road could even ask what the strange hallway was, the boy continued to talk. "Seems that we've got second period and lunch together, kid. If you need a helping hand, I'd be happy to assist." Holding out his hand, he beamed. "The name is Lavi."

With slight hesitation, Road grabbed Lavi's hand and shook. The strange kindness that Lavi was showing towards her was unnerving. People weren't supposed to be nice to her outside of her family; it just didn't work that way with Road. At her old school if she had been in this situation people would have just walked right by. "Road, Road Kamelot." Lavi's eyes widened just a bit before he began to laugh.

"Man, you have a strange name." He managed to get out before a bell rang. Looking up at the ceiling, his eyes grew wide once again. "That's the five minute bell, if we're both going to get to class on time, we ought to go soon." His hand still on hers from the handshake, he pulled her up onto her feet and began to run, nearly dragging Road along.

People still mingled about the classrooms, not caring about getting anywhere. School had already technically started a month and a half ago, so no one was lost like Road was and most people didn't care about getting to their classes on time. It had been the same at Road's previous school. A certain number of days in, most people just stopped caring.

"Who's that girl running along with Lavi?" She heard some girl whisper cattily to the girl next to her. The other girl laughed and ran a hand through her hair.

"He's too nice for his own good; horrible girls like her just want to abuse that…" Because they were running Road couldn't hear the rest of the girl's sentence, but she got the general idea of it. Her eyes wandered over to Lavi, who was still running carefree through the halls, waving to people occasionally and beaming. This kid was poplar. Part of Road's stomach dropped. The last time she had gotten this sort of attention from that kind she had ended up with her head inside a toilet.

While Road was still in thought, Lavi stopped suddenly. Not realizing that he did, Road continued… hitting Lavi squarely in the back with her head. "Ah, sorry!" She said, waiting for his retribution, but instead he put a hand on her head.

"Don't worry about it. This is your class, by the way." He said with a gesture. Looking inside, Road saw that most of the students were already seated. Some had conversations with each other. A few were reading or doing some sort of homework and there was one who just stared off into a window.

"Lavi?" A girl with dark hair said as she approached them. Pretty in the traditional sense, she had long hair in pigtails and wide doe eyes. "What are you doing here? Isn't your class on the other side of the building? You're going to be late."

As soon as the girl spoke, Lavi began to blush. "Hey Lenalee, I'm just helping out this one here." He gestured over to Road, who tried to smile, but was afraid that it turned out more like a grimace. "She's new. Would you mind showing her the ropes this period, Lenalee?"

Smiling, Lenalee nodded. "Sure, Lavi. I'd be happy to."

Nodding once, Lavi began running, turning back for a moment to wave he shouted, "See you next period, Road! See you around, Lenalee!"

Lenalee waved enthusiastically, but Road just lifted her hand for a moment. Though she was happy that Lavi had been so kind to her, now she had to face a classroom full of people who she didn't know. But at least Lavi's friend would help…

"Okay, I'll put up with you because Lavi asked me too, but don't expect any favors from me, emo girl." The girl who was pretty just a moment ago shifted. Her doe eyes became cold and she wrapped her long hair around one of her fingers. "You can sit with me today, but unless I find something useful about your presence, then this is a one day only deal. Now come on." Lenalee grabbed Road's hand and dragged her into the classroom.

At the front of the room was a blonde teacher, gently snoring in his chair with an open book on his desk. He wore a white suit jacket with a blue shirt underneath and was far more attractive than any of the teachers Road had at her old school. As Road looked at the teacher Lenalee had already taken her seat at the back of the classroom next to a gaggle of boys and girls. Road was left awkwardly alone at the front of the classroom.

"Just poke him; he'll wake up pretty quickly." A boy in the front row said laughing. "He'll wake up in a few minutes anyway; the morning announcements always wake him up." The boy had dark hair and looked like he had just come home from a rave. There was a dark line of eyeliner around each of his eyes and he wore a great deal of leather.

A boy who was similarly dressed sat next to him and laughed. "Mr. Chan doesn't want to be here, he's just a wash out!" This one had blonde hair instead of black, but the resemblance to the first was uncanny.

"Right! Those who can not do, teach, and those who cannot teach, teach-"

"What was that you were saying, Devit?" Turning around, Road heard an angry voice. Mr. Chan, red in the face, rose up from his seat. "Those who cannot teach teach…"

Another voice piped up from the classroom. A girl with orange hair wearing purple snickered. "Teach geometry, Mr. Chan!"

Mr. Chan became even more red in the face. "Fou!" He yelled to the still giggling girl. "Do you want to go to the principal's office?" He yelled.

Instead of apologizing and trying to get out of trouble, Fou just gave a confident smile. "Like you'd be man enough to send me there, Mr. Chan."

The teacher continued to look flustered, but said nothing. Instead he sat down at his desk in a huff and started to awkwardly shuffle some papers around. Devit and the blonde kid laughed along with Fou, but Mr. Chan ignored them. Suddenly, he looked up and seemed to notice Road's presence for the first time. "You must be the new kid…" He looked down at a paper for a moment and read something. "Road Kamelot." He looked up at Road for a moment. "That's a strange name."

Noting how irritating it was to be told that twice in one day, Road nodded. "That's me." She said somewhat unenthusiastically, though Mr. Chan didn't seem to exactly notice. Instead he was, yet again, shuffling through random papers.

"Okay, Miss Kamelot." He said absentmindedly. "Go take a seat…" He paused from looking at the papers to look through the room before shrugging. "Somewhere. Anywhere. Just sit down."

Turning around, Road faced a class of staring kids, all probably hoping that she wouldn't sit by them. There were only a few chairs open, two by the two leather-clad people, a few by the windows and one near Lenalee and her friends. From the back of the classroom Lenalee smiled. "Road!" She called as happily as she had when she had been talking to Lavi early. "Come over here, I saved you a seat!"

There was something incredibly sincere looking about her right now, even though Road guessed that it was an act. The group of girls who were with Lenalee seemed less than pleased that Road was being invited over, so rather than asking for misery, Road took the seat behind Devit and that other person.

After a few more people entered the classroom and a minute or two had passed, the announcements came over the P.A. system, but Road tuned them out, instead taking a notebook out of her bag along with her calculator and pencil case. From the room there were murmurs all around. Most people were talking about the weekend, others about the tests that they had that day or the homework that they didn't do. At her old school the conversations had been the same; it was eerie how similar the two places were even with thousands of miles between them.

While Road spaced out a piece of folded paper landed on her desk. Since she hadn't been paying attention, she hadn't seen where the paper had come from. Nevertheless, she opened it to see some spiky handwriting hastily written with bad grammar and spelling.

ur name is road? stupid.

She put down the note in a huff, irritated that people would continue to say stuff about something that had not been her choice in the first place. It wasn't like she could help her name; it was not chosen for her.

From in front of her Devit turned around. "I'd ride on your road all night long, babe."

"You're so original." Road said as she crumpled up the piece of paper and threw it at Devit's head. "It's not like I never heard that one before."

The blonde one began to laugh and Devit wacked his head. "Shut it Jasdero." The boy turned his attention back to Road. "So… Road… What brings you to our lovely community?"

Road picked at a lose string on her blouse. "My family moved. Naturally I came along with them."

"So you-" Devit was cut off by a voice from the front of the classroom.

"Everyone, get out your notebooks. We're going to take notes today!" Mr. Chan said somewhat without enthusiasm. There was a groan throughout the classroom. A few people yelled about their displeasure and how bad a teacher Mr. Chan was. Through all of the insults hurled at him, Mr. Chan's expression didn't change at all. "Class, obey me or I'll expel you all." A few people quieted down but most of the class just laughed, the orange haired girl, Fou, the hardest of them all.

Suddenly, the door opened, and standing in the doorway was a white-haired boy. "Sorry Mr. Chan!" He said bashfully as he took a step into the room. His hand was on his head and he laughed nervously. "I got held up in the hallway by another teacher."

Sighing, Mr. Chan nodded. "That's fine Walker, but for Pete's sake, please try to come on time occasionally."

Walker nodded and smiled. "I'll try Mr. Chan."

"Now take a seat, Walker and stop disrupting class before I write you up for insubordination." The class laughed as Walker looked around for a vacant seat. Lenalee was waving him, gesturing to the chair that she had originally saved for Road, but he overlooked that and sat down in the only empty seat in the classroom… The one next to Road.

Sighing, he looked over at Road. "I tend to be late for class a lot. I ran into one of my friends in the hallway, and of course he needed to stop me for a conversation even though he was late to class too."

Not sure why he was talking to her, Road didn't quite care what he had to say. "Sorry."

"You're new here, right? I haven't seen you before." He said smiling as he held out his hand for her to shake. "I'm Allen Walker."

Vaguely aware that at the front of the classroom Mr. Chan was speaking, Road spoke in a whisper. "Yeah, I'm new." She grabbed his hand. "I'm Road, Road Kamelot."

"That's a pretty name. I've never heard anything like it before." Allen said as he turned his attention to the board.

From in front of her another piece of folded paper was thrown, this time saying.

pretty, popular boi lyks u. way 2 go, street.

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End of Chapter Two