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Chapter One:

The day I punched the school known jock

I woke up the next morning, wide awake. I sat up and yawned while stretching a little bit. I hurriedly folded and put away the blankets and pillows. Then I walked over and slid the door that led to the kitchen. I cracked two eggs on the awaiting pan drizzled with a little oil, and added some salt to the eggs. While waiting for the eggs to cook, I walked over to the rice cooker and turned it on. Then walking to the cutting board sliced some bacon into small pieces, putting some back into the bag to be used some other morning. Dumping the bacon into a different pan to cook in, I flipped the eggs, careful not to break the yokes. Once everything was cooked I placed the food on a plate and cleaned the mess I made.

After eating my small breakfast, I got ready for school. One thing I should say about my school is that it's kind of like a boarding school with uniforms and stuff. But you had a choice to live in the school or not. I didn't want to live in the school, I wouldn't be able to go to the gym over there and not feel so self conscious. I put my uniform on which consisted of; a solid black skirt that reached just above my knees, a white button up blouse and a dark blue blazer with the schools emblem. Which by the way were shooting stars in the shape of an A. I thought it looked pretty cool, the emblem of the boarding school: Alice Academy.

Putting on my shoes and grabbing my backpack filled with my school supplies I headed out. My school was actually only a few streets down from where I lived so I was pretty much early everyday. Though today was the beginning of a new semester, so we usually get students leaving the program or transferring in during the new semesters. Which also means new student placements and schedule changes. I hope that I don't have to move classes, I'll check the commons when I arrive. The commons are the place where you can hangout during lunch if you don't really like the lunchroom all that much. For me, I hangout there everyday by myself, trying not to draw any attention to myself. I got through freshmen and sophomore years with out any disturbances, and I want to finish it that way.

When I got to the commons, there was very few people there. Which was a good sign, I'll most likely get some quiet time before all the jocks and peps get here. I checked the bulletin board for my classes. I saw that nothing changed for me, though I did see some new names that I haven't heard of before. New students maybe? Or maybe they're people I don't pay attention to. Whatever. I'm not one of those curious people that does whatever they can just to feed their needs. I walked to my first period class, only to find that some of the jocks and peps were already there. Causing loud noises, jeers and throwing things everywhere. Luckily, I'm usually under the raider and not on the top of their hit lists. I quietly took a seat in the middle row on the last seat on the end. The one closest to the windows. I usually get bored and look outside. A nice thing about being a nobody, even the teachers don't pick on me, even if I am top of the class. Or maybe that's why they don't pick on me?

I took out my needed supplies for this class, and then pulled out a book. I started reading it as I waited for class to start.

After about 15 minutes; the noises around me got louder and louder. I grew irritated, and shut my book. Such a shame, I was getting to a good part, too. I looked around the room to see why it got so loud- louder than usual, actually. Only to notice that the number one most popular jock and his "lackeys" were by his sides. And a bunch of girls basically throwing themselves at him, trying to cling to him. I looked around once more and noticed that almost every girl from this class was around him. Which, I don't know why I'm surprised by it. It seemed almost like an everyday occurrence.

I let a low growl and glared at their general direction.

How annoying.


A few minutes later, much to my annoyance.

"Alright kiddos, let's go! Put your butts into some chairs so I can start class already!" Ah. Finally. My favorite teacher, Narumi Anjou calmly strutted in. He had a dark purple button down shirt and solid black dress pants. He has blonde hair that he always ties into a ponytail and bright golden colored eyes; that always seem to dance with amusement. He was indeed handsome, but trying to go after my teacher and or having a crush on him seems a little bit weird to me. He was more of a father figure to me than anything else.

"So lets get started on the classical era of Greek.." Narumi started to drone one about with a kind of gruff sounding voice. Some of the girls in my class were looking at him in funny ways, like they wanted him. I shook my head and faced forward once again. Gross. Seriously gross. He's our teacher, girls. Have more respect why don't you? "Which leads us to the Greek mythology that we all know and love. Speaking of which, we'll be doing a short skit of some of the myths in our class. It'll build character and show how well you can speak in front of an audience. The number of people in a group depends on which myths I'm going to allow. though I'm telling you this now, we won't be deciding about anything until next week. And ano-" Narumi was cut of by the ringing of the bell. Class was over already? It didn't even seem like 45 minutes. I shrugged at my thoughts and packed up my stuff. "Well, I'll see you all tomorrow! Have a nice day kiddos!"

And with that, I left and headed off to my trigonometry class that was a few halls away. There's not much people in my trig class, only about 15 fellow students. When I got there I was fairly surprised to see that popular jock there. Was he always in my class? I took a seat near the windows again, which is basically my seat in most of my classes. I took out last nights homework and decided to start reading my book again. I waited for my second favorite teaher to come in and start his lecture, his name was Jinno. He had short black hair with cut bangs and a pale completion. His jaw line was defined, and his nose was a bit pointed; he always had these crooked glasses that he had to keep pushing up to the bridge of is nose. He looked more like a wizard without the beard, than a math teacher; if you asked me. Once I looked up from my book, I realized that, that jock was sitting a few rows behind me. Weird. He can sit farther back if he wanted to. So why'd he sit there? Could it be that this jock was a math whizz and actually liked this class? But he wasn't in this class before. I think.

I carried out my day like I usually do. But I couldn't help but notice that in each of my classes, he was in there. I didn't know his name, or anything about him. Only that he's a jock, he's captain of the swim team and backup quarter back. Anyways, as my classes went on I noticed that his seating arrangement was getting closer and closer to mine. Only until my last period class did I realize that he was sitting right next to me in drama class. Seriously though, he was in drama as well? I know that it wasn't a particularly hard class, but it was one of my passions. And you can't go wrong with a little bit of some variety in the school day right? Well, I still found it really weird. Or oddly coincidental. But I don't have time to dwell on the odd facts, I had to get to photography club, then track practice.

My schedule is actually pretty hectic. Thursday-which is today- was the only day were I only have one club and one sport practice to go to. Most days I attend club(Which was photography, art and mythology) meetings. My practices(track) are only on Thursdays and Sundays, maybe some other day if there was a meet coming up. Everything is so time consuming, but I still make time on Saturday's and Wednesday's for my part-time job. I need money for the apartment and food you know? And whatever free time I had was spent going to the gym.

I calmly walked down the stairs as other people rushed down, trying to get out. School of course, just finished and people are rushing to get to their own activities or try and catch the bus. Once I reached the photography club, I picked up a Nikon off the table and slung the strap onto my neck. These camera's were the personal properties of the proud photography club, an can only be borrowed when you yourself can't afford one. Which sadly, I was only one that couldn't. I walked over to Serina, the club adviser and asked if I could go out and start the picture taking. She checked off my name and then gave me the green light. Before leaving I looked at our assignment listed on the board for today.

Usually I only take pictures of flowers, trees, the sun, shadows, etc.. To get to the point, I don't take pictures of people. Though today the assignment was to take some pictures of people in their usual activities. So like when people are doing sports or something. Maybe of some other clubs if you wanted to get bored and an easy A.

Usually I try in my activities, so going the easy way out wouldn't be an option for me. Though there are some places you should avoid like the football and swimming area's; they get waaaaaay too crowded. So I settled on going to the indoor track and soccer fields. And guess what? He was there. Sitting down by the fence that separated the soccer field with the looped around track. Why was he here? I looked over at the field and saw a wisp of golden hair. Ah. Now I remember, one of his lackey friends was a soccer player. I guess the soccer players have practice before the track people. I walked over to the soccer gate and snuck through. I positioned myself and took pictures of the soccer players in action during their practice and drills. Once I was done, taking a picture of everyone in almost every possible way, I started to look through the photos as I walked.

Which probable wasn't the smartest idea. Because I ended up walking into someone, that looked to be in a hurry. For the next thing I know, I fell onto the ground, causing the camera to hit the ground with me, and getting some sort liquid(that I presume was water with that Mio stuff) on me.

I. Was. Beyond. Pissed.

I looked up and my eyes immediately locked onto those crimson red eyes. I glared ferociously, and let a low growl escape my lips. I stood up and picked up the camera(which had broke off the strap). Sadly it didn't survive the fall, as the lends were cracked. "What the hell?!" I shouted at him, my angered eyes locked onto his surprised ones. His lips were parted and his eyes wide. And I being the impatient person I was, yelled, "What is your deal? Can't you see? I was walking minding my own damn business, and then you came running. Deciding to fucking splash me with whatever you were holding!" I started and then held up the camera, "Do you see this? You cracked the fucking lends! I was borrowing this from Ms. Serina, how am I going to explain this to her, huh?" I threw my hands up in agitation. Unbelievable.

He didn't say one word. He still had that semi-shocked look on his face. Which pissed me of even more. "Explain before I seriously injure you." I commanded in a lowered tone. I was aware that I was breaking my number one code when I started high school. Which was to never cause myself attention. But thanks to my burning white furry, I couldn't hold back.

"I.. Look, I'm sorry, okay? But maybe if your were looking where you wee going then it might've not happened." He tried to reason.

I was in no mood for him to blame it on me. I wanted to blame someone else at the moment, to satisfy my annoyance. So I did something surprising. Something that's probably going to bite me in the ass later. But it helped rein in my anger and agitation afterwards. I walked out of there and went back to the photography club to try and explain what happened. I left the indoor track/soccer place with a somewhat small smile. I seriously can't believe I did that.

.

I punched him in the face.


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