CHAPTER THREE: DONT STOP THE MUSIC
(play: Please don't stop the music by Rihanna)
-Ichigo's POV-
My morning started out with an ace fail.
First of my alarm went off later than I wanted it to, so I couldn't help Dom in the shop this morning, I skipped breakfast, picked up moose and we headed to school.
We made it to class right before the bell rang, much to our relief, and then the teachers seemed to be mad at me for some reason. I have no clue why.
I have been feeling anxious all morning and I can't find the reason why. I might have to drive out and do that again
I was pretty much zoning out while the teacher rambled about out school festival. Honestly, this is math class. WHY THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT A FESTIVAL THAT IS BEING PREPARED BY THE HISTORY CLASS!?
"-Now on the last issue we have three exchange students joining us today. Come in." Really?! She made them wait till after she was done with her rant?!
On cue the door opened and a short teen girl with back hair that drained her face walked in, behind her was a teen guy that was a little taller than the girl, with white hair and calculating blue eyes (Toshiro is a little taller in this), behind his was a taller guy with bright red hair tied back, he had tattoos on his face and arms. Behind him was a girl that had long light brown hair and a big chest, next was a slender guy with black hair and glasses, the last one was a really tall, tan and
I zoned out after taking the three seconds to look them over, I don't have to get their names now, Moose will just tell me them later. Honestly, he gossips more than a girl. I glanced out the window and frowned. Clouds were gathering, fan-freakin-tastic.
I snapped back to the teacher when I heard what she said next. "-Ichigo Torreto can show you around today, Torreto raises your hand." I held back a groan and did what she asked. All six sets of eyes came to me, something wasn't right in how they saw me. You're not supposed to look at a stranger with recognition.
I put my hand down as the teacher told them where their seats where. I folded my arms and put my head on them on the desk as I waited for the teacher to start the lesson.
It's not like I'm an eventual drop-out student, I just know the material already. That's probably why the teachers hate me. They know I'm not paying attention, but they can't humiliate me when they ask/demand that I answer a question, because I always get it right.
I sometimes fall asleep in class too, and apparently, the teachers used to throw chalk at me but I would catch it in mid-air and send it back to them. Moose told me that the first time I did it everyone thought I was really awake but discovered that I wasn't, after the first month the teachers got smarter and Moose says that they don't throw anymore chalk at me anymore.
I wouldn't know.
I glanced over when I felt eyes on me, Moose gave me an apologetic smile, as the new students passed my seat and sat in the back. I looked back to the front but put my hand against my arm, and flipped him a bird, not in the air because I definitely don't want detention again.
He rolled his eyes before looking back towards our nag of a teacher. I sighed before looking back out the window. In the distance, I heard a faint shriek or roar of agony. I sighed.
A storm is coming.
I ended up falling asleep in class. That's not surprising though, I was up a good bit of the night searching for those Shinigami. I couldn't find them though which was irritating.
They most likely had sealers on that block their ruitsu and wherein a Gigai, great. Now they could be anywhere. Crap.
I woke up a few seconds before the bell rang like always and sat up. I looked to Moose to see him rolling his eyes at me. Once the Bell rang I stood, threw my backpack over my shoulder, and motioned for Moose to follow me.
The other people in the class flew out like the devil was on their heels, to the cafeteria and where ever. I walked to the six grouped people in the back of the class, with Moose not too far behind me.
"Anyways, I'm Ichigo Torreto, this is Moose, and Welcome to Greenville high, since I'm the one supposed to be showing you around for the first day, is there anything you want to know?" I asked as I and Moose sat in the two vacant seats in front of them, facing sideways while watching them.
"Thank you and yea we have...some questions, but we should introduce ourselves. I'm Rukia Kuchiki, this is Renji Abarai," she said as she pointed to the redhead, "Toshiro Hitsugaya," pointed the white haired boy, "Uryu Ishida," pointed to the guy with glasses, "Orihime Inoue," pointed to the busty girl, "and Chad Sado. Nice to meet you." That smile is a way to forced.
"Nice to meet you. So what're your questions." Moose replied. I'm am so glad he helps with newcomers. I always seem to have to be the one to show them around.
"We were wondering what clubs the school has?" Toshiro supplied.
"Are you looking for any pacific ones?" I asked.
"Well, how about, dance clubs, the sports ones, and the mechanic ones?" Renji answered. Strange I'm apart of all of those.
"U-uh yea we have them depending on which dance you do, street or ballet, they meet at different times but I'm sure you could join. Same thing with the sports." I answered.
"Cool thank you!" The unusually bubbly Orihime replied.
Not much happens after that. They asked a few more questions and asked about a few more clubs, it was a little funny when Orihime asked about a cooking class, the rest of them paled for some reason and paled, even more, when I told her that there wasn't a cooking club, but a cooking class. That we all had to take.
Eventually, we moved to the rooftop to eat other lunches and I discovered why they where so pale. HER FOOD IS A FREAKIN SCIENCE EXPERIMENT!
We were making all the idle small talk till my phone rang. Everyone quieted and looked to me as I pulled it out and looked at who it was after reading it I looked to Moose, "Its Dom." I said as I stood up and left the roof to stand in the empty stairwell. I answered and held it up to my ear.
"Hey."
"Hey Ichi. Sorry to call you now but I need you to do me a favor."
"Anything."
"Dom?"
"It's nothing Ichi. Could you...run by Jamison's?"
"...Y-yes anything for ya...But could you tell me why again do we keep contact with that Teme?"
"You already know why. And I wouldn't be asking you to run by there if I could help it. I just can't leave the shop today. Three people brought in their cars this morning and they want them done by tonight. Everyone else has the day off and I don't want to call anyone in because-"
"It's alright. Besides they deserve a day off at least. I can get them, don't worry about that. How's this once I get back I'll help you with the cars then we will go to the races and we can bet on who pays for dinner. Sound good?"
He chuckled, "You better keep that promise, of making the bet."
"Promise."
"Alright. Thank you for doing it. I gotta go."
"Yea seya."
"And Ichi."
"Yea."
"Be careful."
"I will."
"...Seya."
"Seya."
