Growing up Whammy
Chapter Seven: First Day
I had my hand clasped in Near's nervously as I stood in front of my first class, martial arts, which was convienantly in the early morning -before the sun rises, early- and Near had decided to walk me to it, since Lawliet had finally crashed from his five-day sugar-high. I took a deep breath, nibbling on a pinky as I shifted my weight from foot to foot. Near sighed.
"Just go in, Tenshi. It'll be fine. Besides, there's only three other boys in the class." I nodded, taking a deep breath. Near was right, I had nothing to worry about, so I walked in, just as timid as I usually was. I looked up through my bangs to see two boys wrestling about, a seven year old was lounging in a corner reading a book, and there were no adults left. I walked to the farthest, darkest corner I could find, but as I was walking, all attention was immediately turned to me.
"Hey!! I know you!!" One of the wrestling five year olds exclaimed. I gulped.
"Yeah! She's the girl who's always clinging to Lawliet!!" The other one exclaimed. The seven year old didn't even glance from his book.
By the end of the class I felt very tormented, and I would have been angry had I not been so exaughsted. The two boys had rattled me with questions, while I got thrown over the seven year olds shoulder in a 'test of my abilities'. I think my tailbones going to bruise. The sensei, Kizoru, said that I was a natural for never doing it before, and I allready knew several basic kicks and punches in what he was starting me out on, Tae Kwon Do.
After that class was Weaponry, with the same silent seven-year-old and a few older boys who seemed to like bossing me around. I finally lost it, and moved to punch one of them in the stomach -the highest I could reach- when the seven year old, who those pre-teens called Zaku, blocked my fist and threw me again. We had been taught how to remove the safety on most basic and common weapons and check if it's loaded today.
Then came acting, so I was quite sore, and found it was a very difficult class, since the sensei decided she wanted me to act confident, which meant I had to have some self confidence. It was me, another girl, and another boy, in the class. The girl was six and she was a natural -turns out the class was actually deception- and the boy had been in the class for quite a while. So while the others went through exercises and an improv, I was stuck with a personal lesson on how to gain self confidence. Then on controlling my temper, which seemed to be the only thing I had with confidence.
I really don't like that lady.
After that was deduction, which we were required to sit like Lawliet. I had to spend fifteen minutes trying not to fall over just to get into the sitting position, and then staying there ended up with me leaning against the wall as we were taught about different kinds of situations and different methods of deduction. We were also given a lengthy lecture -thankfully Lawliet was there to comfort me, along with Near, Matt and Mello, my classmates- about finding our own form and release. I still had to find mine apparently.
Boy would that be fun.
After that was math, which I found particularly difficult than anything else, in which I had to go over even the most basic forms of equations and was given a large book filled with the different symbols and their meanings. Nothing interesting happened then except for me forcing Mello to assist me and the sensei.
Next came my litterature class, in which the sensei started with finding my mental wpm. Turns out I was allready at the spectacular level of 78. He would barely shut up about how proud he was as he gave me a long reading list and a pile of books, oxymoronicas, dictionaries, encyclopedias, synonymn finders and thesaures'. I had to have Lawliet, Mello and Near called down to assist me in hauling them all to my room.
After that came my psychology class, which I found particularly interesting, and found myself realizing that it played alot into deduction, though it was just a different way of looking at it. Lawliet also decided that while I was in deep thought I chewed on the ends of my hair, laid on my stomach, and closed my eyes, humming to myself. He found my deduction form for me.
Then came the hardest class of all, which I also took with Lawliet, Matt, Mello and Near; japanese language. I was trying to learn atleast three letters of the alphabet, but I couldn't even figure out how to pronounce their letters when in english format. Not even my own name. The sensei nearly smacked me, if it hadn't been for Mello reprimanding her.
After that was French and then German, both equally difficult, but with better temperal teachers, but several sheets of paper and books. Lawliet assured me that I would rarely receive this much work and books, because they were essentially assigning me an entire years worth of things. They just liked to get it out of the way. I glared at him, but kept my mouth shut, trying to think of something else as I worked on my 'acting' skills.
After that came forensics, which I immediately took to, though none of it made sense, I loved it, and found myself rambling to Mello, who was in the class, about gory scenes and horror stories Brother used to tell me about. He turned a glare to me and promptly told me to shove my brother's stories up my ass as we were walking out of class. I kept asking him what he meant by that, because I honestly didn't understand, and sighed when he refused to answer. I then went to Lawliet, and when he heard it, he wasn't happy.
"Who said that to you?"
"Mello. Why? What does it mean? Is it bad? Is it good? Do I have to leave?" I was quickly panicking and Lawliet saw that. He sighed.
"You've had a stressful day, Tenshi, go to your room, take a shower, and then get some food before bed. I'll handle this." I sighed, but did as he said and walked back to my room, wincing, I started to run when I heard an enraged Lawliet shout Mello's name. Once in my room, I took a long bath in warm water that I asked Carly to brew, and then got dressed in my black silk pajamas and headed to the kitchen. I got a cup of chocolate milk, stole a peice of Lawliet's chocolate cake, and walked back to my room. I blinked when I saw Mello standing outside my door.
"Mello? How can I help you?" I asked, resisting to take a sip of my milk. He quirked a brow.
"For one, you've been spending to much time around Lawliet... And, two, do you honestly not know what I meant by that?"
I nodded.
"Well... forget I said that, but Lawliet'll kill me if you don't tell him I apologized... and I am sorry, you just got really annoying."
I smiled, told him I would let Lawliet know, said goodnight, and walked into my room. I only got four hours of sleep that night as I worked during a sugar rush.
