Beserk's P.O.V
We was just walking along the sidewalk after our fight with the Rowdyruffs, and Brat was acting weird. Well, weirder than usual. She's usually all mad and calling them sissy's along with Brute after they run away, but she was keeping quiet. I wondered what had happened. I shrugged it off as we got to Mojo's house. We walked in. "We're home!" We all called.
"Ah, my daughters." He called down the stairs, "Come up here." He said. We went up the wooden floors that were old since we were four. They creaked since all three of us has never came up at the same time. We got to the floor to see Mojo talking to a man with an eye patch, he had a scar going under it. "Thank you, Professor Unklestein, I'll make sure they get their supplies." The professor nodded, and waved at us before disappearing. We raised an eyebrow at Mojo.
"Who was that Mojo?" Brat asked, seeming like she didn't really care.
"That was your new principal at your new school." He said. I looked at my sisters who's mouth gaped open. "It's actually a boarding academy. You will be staying there until you graduate, you girls can visit me on the holidays." He explained. Mojo was getting crazier with his age. He had a few strands of hair that were graying and he had wrinkles on his forehead and always wore his slippers, even if we were going to a formal party. He also used a cane to move around since he had a bad knee now. "You'll be going to the academy on August 13th." He said. "So you might as well pack since this is August 10th." He walked, or well, limped away. I looked at my sisters.
"No way…In hell…" Brute said. "We only have today and tomorrow to pack!" I jumped.
"Hurry! Let's go pack!" I said, running into my room. I got my black and red suitcase that I hardly ever use. I began packing all forms of pants, shorts, tank tops, skirts, t-shirts, and everything that I could think of, and with the exception of my iPod, laptop, red rollerskates, and my piggy bank in the shape of a alien. I sat on my suitcase and zipped it up. I ran downstairs and put my suitcase next to my sisters. I looked out the window. The sun was setting and it seemed like it was going to rain tonight. I shivered, I never liked the rain, as odd as it'll seem. I went to the TV and turned it on.
And to Jenny with more news!
"Thanks Johnny!" A woman said, she had blonde hair with green eyes and had about a pound of makeup on. "Today at noon, the Rowdyruff Boys attacked the Powerpunk Girls!" She said, gushing with excitement. "Luckily one of our camera crew caught them fighting! Go to the video." She said. A video started to play, and there we were. Brute had formed a force field and Brat shot a beam at Boomer, and he did the same, and somehow they got me and Brick in on it to. There I was hurtling towards the ground after I shot lazers at him. They couldn't see what I was carrying. I threw it when I suddenly stopped. Brick had hit the concrete and hard, being pushed back and far. It was suddenly cut off by a pissed off Brute who realized we were being recorded. I sighed and turned the TV off. Brat came downstairs and looked at me sitting on our ratty ould couch.
"Hey, Beserk?" She asked cautiously, and I raised an eyebrow. "Can I ask you something?" She sasked once more. I shrugged. "Okay well today I've been thinking a lot about a boy." She began and I smiled a chesire cat grin. "I'm not sure if I really like him, or if it's just an illusion." She said. "Like he was acting like he liked me just to catch me off my guard. But, now I'm thinking What if he wasn't? Ya know. And I wanted to talk about this with you because Brute would laugh at me." She said, and hugged her stuffed Octi. I thought for a couple of seconds.
"Well," I began, "if you really think you like this boy and you think he really likes you. I would take a chance and ask him, 'Do you like me? Or are you kidding around?' Because if you never talk to him you'll never know." I finished.
"Thanks Beserk!" She said happily and skipped off to go text the boy probably. Unlike my sister, Brute and I never really liked th eidea of love, since we was scared we would get our hearts smashed. But I think Brute took a chance this summer and asked out Mitch, a guy who really liked her. And alls well that ends well. Me on the other hand, yeah I know Dorkxter likes me, but I really don't like him. He has orange hair and his name is Dexter, but I mean he was a geek. He liked me since we were in pre-k together. He's that creepy guy that likes every female being that walks, talks and breathes. But he has been more stalkerish than lately.
Thunder clapped loudly and I jumped. I rubbed my arm that had goosebumps on it. I looked out the window nad wished I hadn't I saw red glowing eyes that scared the crap out of me. I shook my head and looked back at the window and they were gone. Feeling my heart race, I turned on the TV and watched a random show. When that couldn't keep my mind off of the eyes I turned the TV off and went upstairs. I went to my room that had the door painted red. My room had red walls with random posters of my favorite bands. An ancient record player was in the far corner, my four-poster bed that had a canopy was pushed up at one wall. My TV was on another wall, facing my bed. I had a walk in closet, bathroom, desktop, desk, and book shelves. Tons and tons of bookshelves. I don't know why, but since I was little I always wanted knowledge. And knowledge came with reading I had found out at age six. I grabbed a black and red towel and went to the bathroom. I peeled off my clothes and let the hot water run through my hair and over my skin.
I got out and wrapped the towel around me. I got on my red tanktop and checkered pajama pants. I threw the towel in my hamper nad went to my gigantic window. I was on the second floor next to my sisters rooms. I watched as rain started to go down the windows and listened as thunder roared on every know and then. I casted a look at my clock and saw it was only ten-thirty. I looked back out the window just as a flash of lightning lit up the sky. I jumped, because in my yard was a dark figure with red eyes. I quickly flew downstairs and looked out the back window. He stood there, watching me, waiting for me to come out and yell at him to go away. Instead I locked the back door and the front and went back upstairs. I went to my room, and I saw him looking up at my window. I smirked as a flash of lightning came and he saw. I had won. I was not going to let this…Person intrude into my territory. In another flash of lightning, I got a glimpse of his face. My eyes widen and he smirked, then turned and left. It was him. Brick. I shivered and went to my bed.
I sat down and looked at the clock. In my moment of panic, the clock read ten forty-five. I yawned and turned off my lamp, and crawled in under my red comforter. I closed my eyes and fell into a nightmare of the red burning eyes, and Brick. I woke up when my alarm clock went off. It was seven A.M. And I was still tired from my nightmares. I got up anyways and got ready. I went downstairs to see my sisters, ready for the boarding academy. "Ready Beserk?" Brute asked, her luggage ready.
"Let me get some coffee first." I said groggily. She raised an eyebrow but didn't question anything. I got a disposable cup with coffee and loads of sugar. We went to the Ford parked outside. Professor Unklestein was waiting.
"Climb in, I'll explain everything." He said. We loaded our stuff into his truck bed and strapped it down just in case. We climbed it I was sitting in front. Brute and Brat in the back. "The boarding school you're going to is called A.Y.V Boarding Academy. It's for young villians who seek out their potential as young as twelve years old, to nineteen. After that you graduate with you diploma of Evil and hopefully another diploma for Wickedness." He said as he drove and we listened. "Mojo was keen in observing you, he was for some time, scared that you girls might be loosing your touch, your inner evilness, and wickedness. As he said. So he enrolled you in this school for your own good, or should I say evilness?" He said, smiling slightly. "At AYV you can join sports, clubs, and much more. You can study in our library or go for a swim in the gym not to far from the main building. You all will be dorming with yourselves until next year, when you've met friends. And after that if you want, you can apply for roomates, or ask for a roomate to be kicked out. It's like a iUniversity in a way, but not." He said. "If you don't mind asking questions until we get there, I will answer them." He finished.
So we sat there in silence, and he turned on the radio. My mind wondered in and out of conciousness. I wonered if I would ever be able to forget those red glowing eyes.