{Chap 3}

"So..." I said. "Mind stop pulling on my wrist, whoever you are? Sooner or later you're gonna yank it off."

"Suzy," The girl said, stopping in her tracks. "My name's Suzy."

"Hi...Suzy..." I said. "I'm-"

"Kaz, right!?" She asked, smile growing in size.

"Yeah. How'd you know that?" I asked, squinting my eyes at her. "You a stalker or somthin'?"

"Yes. Yes she is." A new voice said. I looked to Suzy's side, and noticed a smaller boy with brown hair. "I'm Collin, Suzy's assistant. Although I'm more like her slave."

"Hush up, Collin!" Suzy said. "And I'm not a stalker. I just know you cuz your the new student, right?"

"Yeah, but why do you care?" I asked.

"HAVE YOU EVER THOUGHT ABOUT BEING INTERESTED IN JOURNALISM!?" Suzy yelled at my face.

"No, not really," I responded.

"WELL BE INTERESTED!"

"MAYBE I DON'T WANNA BE INTERESTED!"

"WHY WOULDN'T YOU WANNA BE INTERESTED!?"

"WHY SHOULD I BE INTERESTED!?"

"CUZ THEN YOU CAN JOIN THE JOURNALISM CLUB!"

"MAYBE I DON'T WANNA BE IN THE JOURNALISM CLUB!"

"WELL MAYBE YOU DO WANNA BE IN THE JOURNALISM CLUB!"

"MAYBE I DO-"

"Would you two PLEASE be quiet!?" Collin asked.

"Not until she agrees to join the journalism club!" Suzy said, crossing her arms.

"Then I guess we'll never shut up!" I said. "Cuz I aint joining!"

Bring! Bring! Bring!

"That's the bell," Collin said. "Let's just go, Suzy."

"This isn't over, Kaz!" Suzy declared, marching away with Collin. "I SHALL GET YOU TO JOIN THE JOURNALISM CLUB!"

"And I SHALL stuff a sock in your face," I mumbled. Looking around, I realized I had no clue where I was in the school, I didn't have my schedule, and I didn't know where Max was.

"Well aint this fantastic?" I asked no one in general. "Might as well ask someone where I am..." I walked up to a random person student and tapped on their shoulder.

"Yo, can ya tell me where I am?" I asked him. The student turned around to face me, but as soon as he did, he disappeared.

"What the hell!?" I went up to another student, tapped on their shoulder, and the same thing happened. I turned my head and saw a group of more students, and Suzy at the front.

"Suzy!" I called out, running into the crowd.

"Eh?" She asked, turning around. "Kaz! Finally decided to join the club?"

"What? I can't hear you. Lemme get outta this crowd," I said, trying to push myself out of the crowd of people.

"Crowd?" She asked. "This hallway is empty, Kaz."

"Empty?" She was right. There was no one in the hall except me and her. "B-but..."

"Hey listen," She said, walking up to me. "Relax, you must just be a bit nervous and out of it today, since it's your first day. Same thing happened with Max." Suzy handed me a piece of paper. "I got your schedule. G'luck today, and just, you know, take it easy." And then she walked off.

"Yeah...that must be it. Must just be a bit nervous," I said to myself, looking at my schedule. "Mr. Garcia? I think I passed his class while I was walking around with Suzy and Collin."

{And so, Kaz made it to class about a minute before the bell rang}

As soon as I entered the class, I practically smiled so big, I'm surprised it didn't fall off my face.

"Hiya, Max!" I said, plopping down in one of the seats next to him. He turned away from an orange haired kid and kinda smiled at me.

"There ya are!" He said. "Lemme guess. Did Suzy try and stick you in her journalism club?"

"Yeah," I chuckled. "Was she the blonde haired person you were warning me about?"

"Yep," He sighed. "She's always trying to get me into her dang club. Although now that YOU'RE here, she'll probably go after you instead of me."

"JOY," I said sarcastically.

"Anyways," Max said. "What classes do you have next?"

"Next?" I said, checking my paper. "Spender. Then Starchman and then Baxter."

"Well we have Starchman together," He said. "Oh! And when you go to Spender, make sure yo-"

"Good morning everyone," A voice said in a sleepy tone. I turned to the front of the class and saw a scruffy looking guy, who I was guessing was Mr. Garcia, plopping down in his seat. He pointed to me, and yawned. "New kid, yada yada, her name's Kaz or something like that. So don't like, bully her or anything. Anyways, *yawn*, let's get on with the lesson."

{After class}

I got out of my seat, and started heading towards the door, but Max kept me back.

"Yo, meet me during lunch so we can talk more about what you saw this morning. Alright?" He told me.

"Alright," I agreed, leaving the room.

'Spender, Spender, Spender. Ah, here's the class!' I thought to myself, opening a classroom door. When I got in, I saw a teacher at the front of the class. He had blonde hair and was wearing sunglasses.

"You must be Kaz, correct?" He asked.

"Yeah. You're Mr. Spender ?" I responded.

"Yes. You can go ahead and sit where ever you'd like." Spender said, nodding to the area of the class that was full of desks. I walked over to the windows, and took an empty desk that was next to some orange spiky-haired kid.

"Why exactly is he wearing sunglasses, in-freaking-doors!?" I leaned over and whispered to the kid. "Is he trying to look cool?"

"Yeah..." The kid said. "Yeah, pretty much. It doesn't look as cool as he thinks, though."

"I can hear you two," Spender said. And even though he was facing the board, we could both see the glint in his sunglasses.

"We're just telling the truth," I shrugged, getting a small chuckle out of the kid next to me.

"I'm Isaac, by the way," He said.

"I'm Kaz," I told him.

"Oh yeah! The new kid, right? I heard about you," He said.

"HA. Am I famous or somethin'?" I asked.

"Well, I heard this girl, Suzy, ranting about you really loudly in the halls," Isaac said. "Y'know her?"

"...In a way," I sighed.

Bring! Bring!

The bell rang, and Spender wrote something on the board.

"Class has started," He informed. "Yesterday, we were learning about-"

He continued talking about class work, but I simply zoned out and looked out the window. It looked like a calm, peaceful day. That is, until a three-eyed dragon thing with 11 legs and 5 wings floated past the window.

'What the...' I shook my head and turned back to face Spender, and was surprised to see him looking at me. So was the rest of the class.

"Yes...?" I asked.

"You weren't paying attention," Spender said. "We're you."

"PSHHH," I scoffed. "Maybe..."

"Just pay more attention," Spender said, slightly looking out the window.

"Alright," I mumbled.

"Anyways class, like I was saying..."

{After class}

"ONWARD TO LUNCH!" I declared, marching out Spender's classroom.

"Do you even know where the cafeteria is?" Isaac asked, jumping out of his seat to catch up to me.

"...Nope," I shrugged. "I was planning on just wandering around until I found it."

"Just follow me," He said, walking in the opposite direction I was walking.


END OF CHAP 3!