I don't care (fall out boy)
I think I might shoot myself.
"so, alphabetical seats?" I asked.
Yeah, but Ms. Toshi is cool" Bulma replied.
Then, Ms. Toshi walked in. I don't think it was possible for her to not be cool! She had beads in her hair, a bandana, peace sign T-shirt, and the type of jeans you bought pre ripped. She had to be at least 25; possibly younger.
"Alright, kiddies, you're my first class ever, so I don't really give much of a crap. Do as you please, it doesn't matter to me"
The goody 2-shoes' all looked like they were going to faint, and everyone else was giving her a standing ovation. Its not every day u get an awesome teacher like that.
"oh, and you have electives starting October, here's the sign up sheet"
I sat next to Bulma in the back corner and checked out the sign up sheets. It looked something like this"
Choir…..[]
Drama…[]
Band….[]
Orchestra…[]
New this year:
School Cabinet….[]
Interested in politics? Elect a President, vice president, secretary of state, etc.
Home ec….[]
A home economics curriculum provides basic information to work in home economics vocations or to understand, organize and head a household better. Psychological and philosophical undertones guide a home economics curriculum while sticking to state requirements. Students of home economics are likely to take jobs in a social, psychological or consumer field. In some cases students go on to teach these skills in adult centers or schools. A limitation on degrees in the home economics field often force students into majoring in one specific branch of this broad degree, such as nutrition, fashion or psychology.
Fight Club….[]
Don't talk about it.
Oh my god…..no.
Independent Band…..[]
Form a band of up to 6 people. Write songs, perform and have fun!
"I'm definitely going for that last one." I said.
"oh, me two. But fight club….I mean, REALLY?"
"right?"
"I know!"
We passed up our sign up sheets and mrs toshi handed out little key cards.
"for your lockers" Ms Toshi explained.
Amazing.
When she let us out side to pick our lockers, I dashed up a staircase to the left to find a small room with a row of lockers. There was only one way in. I walked over to the locker farthest from the door and swiped my card. The door buzzed and popped open, signifying that no one had taken it yet. On the inside of the door was a tablet – built in. it said:
Calibrating card
One moment please
Soon after it said "Nico Kashamoto" on the screen. There were 4 options on the screen: Schedule; notes; School E-mail; homework.
The locker itself was set up into 2 compartments separated horizontally. On the top shelf was a pink slip. It explained that the tablet's schedule option was, well, my schedule. It said notes was a app I could use to set reminders for myself. School E-mail was my email address I'd ben assigned by the school. I chose the username nomusicisnolife234. Wow, I'm a huge music geek. Homework was an app that told us what our homework for the day was. I put my books in the top half of the locker and personal items in the bottom half. While this was happening Bulma had found a locker near mine and told a bunch of her friends to come up. I recognized Goku and Krillen, and met Yamcha, Tien, Chaotzu, Chi-Chi and piccolo. I nearly fainted when I saw that piccolo was…green. He gave me a look that said: don't ask or I'll make your head explode.
After I made friends with them (except chi-chi, who said she disapproved of my gothic style.) the bell rang and I wrote my schedule down.
First I had chemistry, witch isn't my best subject. My teacher, Mrs. Kent explained that this year we had to form groups of three and conduct experiments. I teamed up with goku and bulma. I grinned inwardly. With her brains we'd have nothing to worry about..
I had math next, then English. Both subjects are super boring, so I wont even try to tell you what went on.
Art was cool, we got to do a free draw because it was the 1st day of school. I drew a comic about this epic epidemiologist who went around the world purging people of horrible diseases by shrinking down, going inside there bodies and fighting all the virus cells and bacteria. I let Krillen read it, and he thought it was really funny.
Alright, so the climax of my day: lunch! This was a classic. The cafeteria is 2 floors, the 2nd floor like a balcony going around the walls. I sat on the lower floor near vending machines. Krillen, Chi Chi and Goku were the only people I knew in my lunch period, so we all sat together. Chi Chi bombarded me with Questions.
"Why do you dress like a Goth? What's with the whole skateboarding from class to class thing? And what's with the wolf eyes?"
(Chi Chi uses "wolf eyes" to describe nico's amber colored eyes because the color is common among wolves. Cool right?)
"I dress that way because I can, I skateboard to all my classes because I feel like it, and my eyes are amber because I'm awesome." I replied, smirking. I never miss the chance to be sarcastic.
Chi Chi growled. She reminded me of some kids from my old school. The "popular" crowd, always picking on my friends and me. I'd been suspended many a time for losing my cool and getting in a fight with one of those guys. They were the downright bullies. I hated those kids, and believe me, if anyone at orange star high tries to mess with me, there'll be no love lost.
I seems fate was playing a cruel joke on me today, because as I was thinking about all this, a buff kid with close cropped red hair grabbed the uneaten half of my sandwich and shoved the whole thing in his mouth. Douche.
"oh, your hungry?" I said. "How about some drink to wash it down?" I grinned, pouring my coke over his head. The whole lunchroom roared with laughter! My victory was short lived, however, because the kid lunged at me, with a murderous look on his face. I dodged, jumped up on my lunch table and kicked him in the head. Now you're probably thinking, "oh, this is so cliché! The new kid lays the bully out! Ughhh!"
not for long, kiddies. Whatever his name is made a mad grab for my leg, pulled and sent me tumbling. In 2 seconds he was on me, punching my face repeatedly. It took the strength of Goku, Krillin, and some random stranger just to pull him off.
"woah, woah, Silver! Calm down, already! You pissed him off, and he got you back! That's fair!" the stranger said. At this time I got my first real look at him. He had neat, short hair, and a handsome face. I also noticed he had piercing gray eyes, like he was staring right into my soul. It was kind of scary, the way he looked at me. He wore jeans and a blue zip up hoodie. there was a red bow tie pinned onto the jacket.
"Hi, sorry, I'm Blue, that's silver. I'm afraid my thick headed friend ate your sandwich on a dare from someone. I'm sorry." The way blue spoke was weird. It sounded like an English accent, but at the same time I couldn't be sure. One thing had been made clear, though. Silver was not my friend. And the friend of my enemy is also my enemy.
"its not okay. Tell you friend silver that if he come around again, he wont come back unscathed. He's probably too stupid to understand what I'm saying. Maybe you can get through to him, but you don't seem so smart either."
Blue's expression darkened. "I assure, you. You do not want the red ribbon army as an enemy"
"Well I don't want you guys as friends either, so just screw off."
"This isn't over." Silver said gruffly. They walked away.
"Nico, you idiot! Those guys are the coolest kids in school! You DON'T want them as an enemy!" Krillen said, groaning.
"I'm not afraid, Krillen. Let them come at me. Let them come at me with all they've got. I assure you I've faced far worse than those bumbling idiots."
"He's, right." Goku added. "That silver guy has muscles all over his body but not one in his brain. Nico's much faster and if he hadn't gotten distracted silver would've been dead meat."
I laughed at this. Goku had looked at Krillen's comment with a fighter's viewpoint, but I think Krillen meant something a litter more…. social. And of course, I was correct!
"No, Goku! I meen that there going to destroy him socially! Turn the whole school against them!"
"Like on glee!" Chi-Chi said. God, only Chi-Chi could bring Glee into this conversation…
"Listen, you guys. I don't care what anyone thinks of me, as long as they're thinking about me," I said, grinning. I was hoping someone would get the song reference, but no one did. They gave me bewildered looks, but I didn't really care. It was the 1st day of school, and I'd made some enemies, but I'd also made some friends.