Hey, thanks to all who are reading my crappy little story .XD Well, this chapter's longer than the last one, so, be excited.
-Zero Kiryu 23
Chapter 3: First Day
I rolled my eyes at my sisters' bickering over who really owned the Hybrid; Stephanie had claimed it as hers but Rachel had added in her own tech into it and demanded that it be hers. Ah, the bond of siblinghood. They were completely going at each other; when you added in Stephanie's irritation from yesterday and Rachel's overprotection of her gadgets, this was a war happening in our garage.
"OH MY GOD STEPHANIE, FOR THE LAST TIME, I UPGRADED THIS CAR INTO A HIGH-TECH PIECE OF TECH, AND SO I'M TO ONLY ONE WHO ACTUALLY KNOWS HOW TO WORK IT," Rachel shouted angrily at Stephanie across the top of the car.
"NO IT ISN'T RACHEL! I WAS THE ONE WHO ACTUALLY BOUGHT THE CAR, SO I'M THE LEGAL OWNER OF THIS PIECE OF JUNK!" Stephanie yelled, bringing her fist down onto the top of the Hybrid, her face red from shouting for so long.
I checked my watch; we barely had time to get to school if we wanted to get there in time to do some exploring. I considered just grabbing the Hybrid keys on the hood of the car, but then turned and picked up my helmet. Richard and Robert gave me the usual "where do you think you're going?!" look as I chose an easy escape route to free myself from my sisters' arguing.
I put on my helmet and grabbed the keys to my motorcycle. It was pretty nice, I had to admit-all black and shiny and pointy and quick-looking. Just a Honda '08 CBR1000RR, in Car Speak.
Meh. I preferred flying rather than driving; one, Michael had a complete panic-attack when he saw cars polluting the precious Earth; and two, feeling my wings simply spread out and feel the wind pass through my hair…Nothing was better than flying. I wished that I could've flown to school-but obviously a human glancing up and seeing a guy with wings flying through the air might look a bit awkward.
I pulled myself over the motorcycle, jammed the keys into the ignition, waved goodbye to my brothers (who were standing there, outraged that I was leaving them alone with the girls) and then zoomed off. I loved my siblings like any other person, but occasionally I'd fly off and get some relaxation.
I quickly pulled the cycle through the gates to our "piece of forest-y land" and joined the various other cars on the highway. I picked up the speed and was eventually sliding and slipping through the spaces between cars. I snorted-even through the helmet, I could smell the gasoline exhaust spilling out. No wonder Michael was environmental…
Eventually, I managed to cram and slowly maneuver the motorcycle through a line of cars leading to Colleyville Heritage High School; I received a couple fingers in return. Dumb humans, I thought wryly as I drove in a quick spurt so as to get ahead of an SUV and received a loud curse as I did.
I nearly growled in frustration-couldn't the humans move any faster?! I was going to become late to my first class…On my first day of school. How pitiful.
I glanced up and found a great parking spot. I gritted my teeth and moved as quickly as possible through the throng of honking cars. Almost there…
And God damn it, a silver Hybrid (that I didn't know) quickly pulled into it.
I nearly shouted out in frustration-who the hell stole my parking spot?! Who the frigging hell stole my parking spot?!
I passed the car and looked through the back window and caught a glance of two dark brown eyes staring back at me in the mirror. My eyes narrowed-I was so going to pummel the crap out of that person. Ad who the hell was that person anyways? Gargh, I had to find out. My frigging parking spot…
I wasted another five minutes fuming and searching for a free parking spot-eventually, I saw my sisters' Hybrid pull in to the heavy chain of loud cars. Why was I mad though? I considered this for a few seconds. It was only a parking spot…Huh. Must be some kind of "men" issues for this generation of teenagers.
I finally managed to grab a parking spot. God, that took forever-I took a mental note to come here earlier.
I took off my helmet, placed it in a compartment in my motorcycle, and then quickly dodged a couple of cars, so as to get to the sidewalk and head up to the office, where I'd get my schedule and then move on to those retarded classes that taught nothing whatsoever that was actually interesting.
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After a good twenty minutes of waiting for the office lady to rummage through heaps of unorganized files, my siblings and I managed to grab our schedules and head to our first class. Richard and Robert left for Biology, while Stephanie and Rachel (still bickering) headed to Trigonometry, little nerds they were.
I headed to English, my eyes examining the little map I had been given, along with all my other junk needed for school. I opened the door and heard the teacher abruptly stop talking and turn to face me.
"Huh. You must be the new kid, David Kelly," he said gruffly, checking my schedule and my stuff. "Well, go sit over there, next to Nguyen. By the way, I'm Mr. Donovan, ya hear?" He grumbled an unintelligible response and resumed talking about some dead guy's poems.
I turned and saw "Nguyen".
The most mysterious feeling suddenly turned through me-like some kind of light-beam or something, just from looking at that girl's dark brown eyes. Obviously, she was the girl who owned that Hybrid which stole my spot…But that didn't matter anymore. Something about her attracted my full attention.
I strode through the aisle and set down my stuff next to her. She glanced up at me and I gained a full view of her face.
At first, her expression was surprised, and for a split second we were both staring at each other's eyes. The exact same feeling went through me again-that kind of light feeling. I had to admit, she was extremely beautiful; the way her black hair shone in the sunlight from the window, the way she turned away, almost embarrassed…
I quickly sat down but spent the whole entire period staring at her from the corner of my eye. My brain would record today's lesson; there was no need to pay attention.
She turned and glanced at me a couple times, but then quickly looked away when she caught me staring at her. Wow, she really was beautiful…And obviously intelligent from the way her hand quickly sped across her notebook, scrawling down notes. Her eyes-dark brown, were extremely bright. I couldn't help but notice every single detail of her, the way her bracelet kept on sliding down her arm, the way her necklace shifted every time she moved, the way her teeth bit down on her lips when she was confused about some fact or figure. Wow…
My mind was suddenly brought to the present when I heard the teacher-Mr. Donovan-ask me a question. I reluctantly turned away from her and told the correct answer. As I turned, I managed to catch the name on the edge of her notebook.
Alex Nguyen.
