Chapter 3: The first day
Kanaya's POV
The Plane landed smoothly, to my convenience. Not to say the flight was awful, but there was more turbulence than I'd honestly prefer. In all I'd say it was rather a boring flight, though there was some commotion about a kid barfing on some angry little girl- I didn't pay much attention to it.
I exited the plane making my way out of the airport. There were assigned busses up front for the students in order for them to be transported for the school. Everything was chaotic as everyone was trying to find the right bus. Amongst the throng people constantly were bumping into me, almost at one point making me drop my stuff. I've brought a lot of bags with me, a girl's go to be prepared you know. I scoffed at my own thoughts. If my older sister ever heard me say that she'd probably kill, nagging on about how offensive it might seem. But it's only as offensive as others would perceive it to be. I thinking it over in my head, I don't necessarily see it as to be that offensive- I look up to see one of the bus drivers shouting at me to hurry up, everyone has already got on the bus. Drat, there I go again, ranting even in my thoughts. It's a problem I have that I hope to extinguish someday. I pick up my things and get on the bus.
It's crowded, loud, and quite chaotic I would say. Every seat on the bus has been taking except one. I take my place next to a short blonde haired girl, reading some sort of Grimoire. She glanced up quickly to see who I was and then continued reading, the book held up to cover her face.
Something about this didn't seem as insulting as others would perceive it. Others would probably feel negative by the way she continued reading. But I personally felt special from her actions. It's obvious that she enjoys the book she's reading greatly, and that she turned her attention to acknowledge me- even for a second- is a magnificent thing.
I sat down and politely stuck my hand out. "Salutations, My name is Kanaya Maryam. And you are?" The girl raised an eyebrow, intrigued by my greeting. She set aside her book and took my hand. "I spread my warm regards to you too Miss Maryam. My name is Rose Lalonde, it's a pleasure to meet you."
I scanned Madame Lalonde, she wore a black short sleeved dress with a strange emblem. To contrast this was a purple sash tied around her waist, which matched the long sleeved shirt she wore under the dress.
"Miss Lalonde," I began. "May I just say that is an interesting outfit you're wearing there." Rose laughed and rested her head in her hands, her arms leaning on the arm of the seat. "I could say the same about you, Kanaya."
We talked for some time, I quite enjoyed it. The bus pulled to a stop after this time, ending our pleasant conversations. We ascended from our seats and exited the bus. As I walked off the bus I felt a loud CRASH knocking straight over. What seemed to have stuck me was a girl, who also laid beside me. She sat up and rubbed her head, then began to stand. "Watch it! I'm walking here." She had long black hair, glasses, and wore a grey jacket over a black shirt with a blue Scorpio sign on it. "I apologize," I said, gaining balance on my feet. "I did not see you there."
"That ok," the girl said smiling, swooshing her hair about. "You're not the first one who's wanted to clack with THIS!" she said, gesturing to her figure. She laughed and stormed off, I felt my heart skip a beat as she did. Rose came to my aid. "Are you alright?" she asked. I brushed myself off from the encounter. "Yes I believe I am now."
Karkat's POV
And so for some shitty reason, everyone gathered in a massy of sweaty proportions, to rub their hygienic bulges together as they squeezed through what seems to be THE ONLY DOOR, and what I would consider to be a MAJOR FIRE SAFETY VIOLATION.
"Hey, hey Karkat!" I heard a dork-ish voice scream at me. I turned around to see that John kid through the mob waving at me. Oh god, I thought I shook him off at the airport but he seemed to have found me again. Man this guy is annoying. And if to make things worse he dragged that douche Strider along with him. That's just great.
I try to ignore them and blend into the crowd, making my way to the auditorium where the welcoming assembly was taking place.
When I finally arrived at said auditorium I took my seat, finally relaxing, hoping that nobody annoying will sit next to me. My thoughts were interrupted with a cane, swinging harshly into my crotch.
"OW! GOD!" I said grabbing onto the sides of the chair for support. "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" Some girl screamed at me. "DO YOU THINK IT'S FUNNY TO RUN YOU'RE CROTCH INTO A BLIND GIRL'S CANE?!" She screeched. I stared at her in shock. What can I say, my balls hurt, I'm tired, and I some fucking how offended some blind girl. The girl burst out laughing and took a seat next to me, I scooched back in my chair so that wouldn't happen again. The girl turned toward me, even though her head seemed to be tilted a little ways above me, she probably assumed I was taller. "Nah its fine," she said. "I knew you were there, you just had the unfortunate pleasure of being my crotch subject. I'm trying to see how many people I can hurt today and get away with." I squinted at her, unable to tell if she was serious or not. "Hurray for fucking me." She cackled like a bad women, then lifting her up harshly to smack some guy in the crotch. "OW! JEGUS!" he exclaimed. "WATCH IT!" she said sternly. She turned back to me and winked. "The name's Terezi by the way. Pyrope." She stuck her hand out, nailing me in the face. I turned an awkward position to shake her hand. "Karkat Vantas."
"So what's going on?" Terezi asked, wrinkling her nose.
"Dunno," I replied. "Everyone's been seated. We've been waiting for the past 10 minutes. I just wish they'd GET THEIR ACT TOGETHER AND START THE DAMN SHOW ALREADY!" I screeched, in order to get their attention. As if on cue somebody walked on stage. He was a tall intimidating individual with a sort of gangster hat. He was slick and spadey, Jack-like. Walked like he the dark of midnight, seeping around his and his crew. The Noir of all Noir's. It's a true mystery who this man could possibly be.
He grabbed the microphone and cleared his throat. "Hello future victims- SHIT I mean children… who will grow into future victims." He said, giving everyone a threatening squinty look. "I'm the Vice principle and rule enforcer. My name is Jack Noir, my fellow gang members refer to me as Spade Slick- FUCK I'm not secretly in a gang. I'm so smooth… and slick… don't tell the cops." He broke out into a bit of a sweat and coughed. "I'd like to introduce principle, Doc Scratch." He put the mic on the stand and stormed off stage, fed up with life. Only a few people clapped.
A man walked on stage, he wore a white tux and a green bow tie. He strides with posture and grace, a true host. He took the mic off the stand. "Thank you Jack Noir for that pleasant introduction. Now, welcome new students of Skaia academy. I am your host, Doctor Scratch. I would like to take this time to explain the layout and rules of this academic facility. But instead of me presenting this year I've chosen a high ranking student to take my place in this position, for extra credit. Please give a hand for Mr. Kankri Vantas." I groaned loudly, this is SO EMBARRASSING. Terezi leaned over. "What's with the groan? You know this guy? He smells like a virgin." I sighed. "He's my older brother, pain in my ass."
Kankri cleared his throat. "I'd like to thank you all and remind you to continue your day with acceptable behavior while I present, this is very important information I'm explaining to you. I hope you enjoy my essay, if anything were to trigger you in anyway please alert me immediately so I may escort you to your moirail in order to pacify you. Trigger warnings are different for everybody but for this presentation they may include: homesickness, shock to new environments, the "disease" of friendship, dissatisfactory to rules and/or guidelines, litter, self-infused thoughts of ignorance compared to older students such as myself, and many other types of triggers. Now, you will all be separated into dorms, separated my gender given a team name. This will be the people you live with for the rest of the year. Harassment of any kind will not be tolerated. If said harassment were to take place we advise you to report it immediately. If such behavior continues to flourish we will sit you a 3 hour long program on anti-bullying, even though studies show this sort of thing never works- we'll be using it to punish all of you. TW: threats of boredom, I'm sorry if I failed to tag that at the beginning of the essay. I apologize if that triggers any of you in any way. Continuing with the presentation, I- out of experience- would like to warn you all of some "incidents" that always seem to happen around here. Luckily you all signed warranties saying you can't sue us so-" Everybody murmured in panic. Somebody shouted out- "What incidents?" Another shouted- "Is that a Touhou Project reference?" Kankri looked shocked realizing he had triggered the crowd. "Everybody calm down, I apologize if that triggered you. I was just trying to warn you of some "incidents." Said incidents happen everyone and a while, probably the length of once every weak that could be turned into a good anime of a seriously crappy fan fiction, excuse my language. Such incidents in the past always include, monsters, ghosts, time travel, gangs-" from behind stage Jack Noir interrupted- "SHIT THEY KNOW!"
He leaped out on stage with his Shiv and screamed "IF ANYBODY TELLS THOSE PIGS, I'LL SHANK THE SHIT OUT OF YOU!" Doc Scratch went to calm the man, but instead got stabbed in the gut. Everybody began to panic. "Fiddlesticks!" Kankri exclaimed. "It's just like last year!" Doc Scratch grabbed the microphone from Kankri. "No need to be alarmed everyone, it's just a flesh wound… I'm going to go to the hospital, I'm leaving Kankri in charge of completing the presentation." He calmly handed Kankri the knife, and walked off stage, Noir following closely behind, trying to stab him again.
Kankri cleared his throat nervously. "Anyway moving on. TW: war issues. Now we all know clearly that there is a civil war going on in Alternia." Kankri said seriously. "People are revolting against the Her Imperial Condescension. She been sending terrorist attacks against earthland, pressuring their leaders to join her side of the fight. Skaia Island I assure you is probably the safest place to be rate now. Are ratio of attacks this week are a 1:12 ratio. In the event of an emergency though we have a bomb shelter big enough for all of you in the basement, so make sure you do not panic. We'll probably have a terrorist safety day someday explaining the proper scenario, but for now that's end of my essay. You will get assigned to your bunkers so enough. Please stay seated." Kankri walked of stage, nobody clapped.
"I didn't think he'd ever stop," Terezi said relieved. I grunted and leaned back in my chair. "It's the first time he has
John's POV
They began calling out names and handing student passes, maps, and other junk. I made my way down the hall the map directed me towards and went through what I hope was the right team name, "sburb" Probably the weirdest name I've ever heard. I asked them if it was a movie reference or a prank, but they just ignored me.
I opened the door and saw some boys claiming bunks and running around. I looked around for an empty top bunk, seeing my target I SEIZED IT BEFORE ANY OPPONENT COULD CHALLENGE ME! I began unpacking my stuff. The door opened again and Dave walked in. "DAVE!" I screamed to get his attention. He smirked and walked over, unpacking in the bed below me. "Jegus you run fast," Dave complained. "But I guess it's impossible to escape THIS!" He said, trying to swoop his hair around. The door opened again, and I saw that one guy from earlier. Cardog, Katwak, er Kitkat- I think it was that. "HEY KITKAT!" I said waving him over. Karkat saw me and began to panic. "FUUUUUUUUCCK! NOOOOOO! I HAVE TO LIVE YOU GUYS!" He began pointing at me and Dave. Dave walked over to Karkat and gave him an ironic hug. "Its ok man, it doesn't have to be awkward. You and I can share a bed, forever." Kitkat obviously didn't pick up on the sarcasm and started scream- "UNHAND ME AT ONCE YOU VILE FUCK ASS, YOU'RE HANDS ARE FILTHY WITH THE STAIN OF URIN, REGRET," yada yada yada, he went on like that for a while. I came over and gave him a hug as well, in a ironic bro way… no homo. "GET OFF OF MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
An employee walked in. "Is there a problem in here?" She asked. "Nope, everything going A-Okay," I said giving her a thumbs up.
"SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECH!"
