Chapter 2: Welcome To The DWMA! ("What Are You Doing Here?")
Simon POV
'Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!'
"Wha?" I mumbled, cracking my eyes open. I saw the old ceiling of my bedroom and the window. It was dark, but a tiny bit of light was trying to squeeze through. When the beeping continued, I glanced at my alarm clock. 5:45. Nope! I'm not getting up. I groaned and flopped back down, but now I heard a voice from outside the door, yelling my name after each beep of the alarm clock.
"Beep! SIMON! Beep! SIMON! Beep! SIMON!" the voice yelled. I groaned louder in protest, and shoved my head under the pillow. Soon, the voice and the beeping was simultaneous. "BEEP! SIMON! BEEP! SIMON! BE- SIIIMMMOOONNN!"
"Oh my god. WHAT IS IT!" I screamed. If it was Sam, Eric, or Steve, I would feel pretty bad for yelling. But at this point, I had lived with most of them for so long, that their voices all sounded almost the same. I quickly realized who it was though, after what he said next.
"Well…I was trying to make pancakes, but I got the bag of chocolate chips stuck in the-" 'eeeeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiirrrrrrrrr!' I immediately recognized the noise. Smacking the alarm clocks off button, I crawled out of bed to put on my robe.
"Platinum, I'll be right there! Just turn off the garbage disposal and I'll be right down!" I called to him.
"Wait, what?"
"I said, turn off the garbage disposal and-"
"There's an off switch?" he asked me. In the midst of tying the strings of my robe, I paused. There was a few moments of silence, before I said,
"You… don't know how to turn it off? How do you think we turn it off after you shove stuff in it?"
"I thought you guys stuffed silverware down it, so that's what I usually do!"
"So thats where all the forks have gone…," I muttered, opening the door. I tiredly stumbled down the stairs, and Platinum slid down the railing. As he opened the door, I saw little brown specks flying out of the garbage disposal. I approached it and cautiously reached over to flip the switch. When I did, the shredded remains of chocolate chips and plastic bag flew at me, but Platinum turned his arm into the wooden handle of his nun-chucks, and blocked it from hitting my face.
"Thanks…," Platinum said, looking at the ceiling. "Hey look! Another dead bug in the kitchen light!"
"No, that's the one from yesterday," I corrected him.
"Ted?"
"Yeah Ted."
"Oh. Hi Ted!" Platinum greeted.
"No, that's Greg," two groggy voices simultaneously said from behind Platinum. Sam pointed upwards. "That's Ted," Eric yawned.
"Good morning you guys!" I said happily. "Sleep well?"
"Suppose so," they both replied, as we heard more sets of feet walking down the stairs. Ralph, Piggy, Jack, Roger, and Sebastian arrived in the entryway, and the door next to the fridge was opened by an exiting Steve.
"Whats all the racket?" Steve mumbled, rubbing his eyes.
"Come on man, ya just gotta wake up and hear the garbage disposal!" Platinum exclaimed, and we all laughed.
"It's 6:15," I pointed out. "We'll have to start out soon."
"You younguns' get ready, I'll fix you breakfast," Sebastian replied. We all thanked him, and split up. All the guys headed into their rooms to take showers. Our 'apartment' as we called it, used to be a small hotel. There were at least five guest rooms, and all of our rooms had bathrooms and showers. As I began walking out of the kitchen, Steve stopped me.
"Hey Simon, come to my room a moment?" Steve asked. I was puzzled, but agreed. Honestly, none of us had ever seen Steve's room, except for him and Platinum. I was sort of interested. When we were both in, he flipped on the light. The whole room was decorated with pale blue, tan, and white. Shells, rocks, and bottles of sand lined the shelves. The two walls that didn't have the door or bathroom attached to them were made of screen, and there was a screen door leading out to a porch that I didn't even know we had.
"It's amazing!" I exclaimed. "Spectacular! I'm not surprised to didn't tell us, it's like a private fortress all to yourself!"
"Heheh, thank you," Steve chuckled. "I almost feel bad for keeping it from all you. Almost. Well Simon, you're probably wondering why I asked you in here."
"Hm?" I asked, as he led me into the bathroom. I sat down on the closed toilet, and he opened one of the cupboards.
"How are your arms doing?" Honestly, I had almost forgot about it. Saturday and Sunday had been spent training, and Platinum had got me in the arms a few times with his nun-chucks.
"They've been alright," I replied, pulling up my robe sleeves. Both of my arms were wrapped up. I unwrapped them to reveal the two long lines of stitches on each arm. Steve looked pale, and he pinched the ridge of his nose.
"Oh Simon, I'm so so sorry…" Steve murmured. "I should have controlled him."
"It's alright, really!" I assured him. "It was his first time fighting, right?"
"No," Steve sighed. "First day of school. We didn't even make it through the door, before we were challenged Black*Star. Platinum fainted after about a full hour. I was very impressed, but… he's just so reckless…"
"What an honor though!" I exclaimed. It had been a few years since Black*Star and his friends defeated the Kishin. So you haven't even started school?" I asked him.
"No, but I met his partner, Tsubaki. He didn't fight with her, but she invited me over to have tea this Saturday," Steve replied, cleaning my cuts and re-wrapping them. "All done! I'm gonna take a shower, 'kay?"
"See ya in a bit!" I said, leaving his room, and heading to mine. "And congrats on the date!
"Waffle?" Sebastian offered, as I walked by.
"Thanks!" replied, taking one. I stuffed it all in my mouth, grabbed a towel and a change of clothes, and got into the shower.
We arrived at the academy on time, thankfully. We headed into the classroom just as the bell was ringing. The five of us were told to stand in front of the class; since Jack, Roger, Ralph, and Piggy had been going here for a few months, they sat down. I noticed Roger chatting with Soul about something. Both of the weapons stared down at us, and I noticed Soul smile.
"Good morning class," professor Stein said. "We have some new students with us today. Simon Chessler, Sam and Eric Mathews, Platinum Carnee, and…" Stein stopped, and shoved the paper in Steve's face. "Is the contents of this paper accurate?"
"Yes…" Steve groaned.
"…and Steve Oasis." the class looked as if they were about to start laughing hysterically, but then I saw Black*Star stand up.
"YOU!" he screamed at Steve and his partner. "I'M NOT DONE WITH YOU!"
"Oh, it is ON!" Platinum yelled.
"No, no it's not," Sam muttered, grabbing the back of his yellow red t-shirt. "This is your first official day at the academy, and you're not going to screw it up." I looked up at the audience again, and I noticed a surprised look on Maka's face as she raised her hand.
"Yes Maka?" Stein asked.
"You two. Are you the boomerang brothers?" Sam and Eric simultaneously replied with a nod.
"You five can take your seats," Stein said, turning to us. We sat next to Roger, and I saw Soul lean over to Sam.
"What are you doing here?" Soul asked him.
"We need a proper education," Sam replied.
"We didn't like being circus monkeys," Eric added.
"Well, welcome to our academy," Soul said with a smile. "I hope it treats you well."
