Finally! The chapter where I meet my future friends is here! Cannot wait, cannot wait.
You could see that today was a big day for Shibusen students. The main road was alive and buzzing with people. Everyone was on the sidewalks, but we were walking on the middle of the road, and I was in the exact middle, like a boss.
Then…the steps. No problem! I walked on them, in the middle again, but then I tripped and fell, and was publicly humiliated by stair number 202 and 203. I'll get them after school. Yes, yes I do count the stairs, that's just me. I wasn't injured, not even a bruise, luckily.
At the top, more people. I mean, a ton more people. I had the feeling that someone was watching us, but it is either my imagination, or the obvious that I'm a new kid and everyone was secretly watching me; either way, it was annoying.
"Hey Amari," Salamon said plainly, and I automatically turn around. Behind us, possibly following us was a black guy, not being racist. His skin was black, and his clothing was black too. He wears black boots, almost military styled with black puffy pants that end just after his knees. He wears a black sleeveless shirt, with two belts forming a cross on his chest, filled with assassin and ninja like items. He himself is as tall as Nejc, about 5'6" and has short black hair, with dark brown eyes.
"Geez Salamon, how do you do that?"
"Paranoia mostly, and I am used to your wavelength." So Salamon has the ability of Soul Perception.
"Dude, I hate you," he said. "Oh, hey there, "he extends his hand, "I'm Amari, the Black Star."
"Gary, nice to meet you." We shake hands.
"Aren't you that new guy who killed Jack the Ripper?" Jack the Ripper? In the Manga, he was the 99th soul Maka and Soul collected…wait, what?
"I don't know who I killed, but he destroyed my book, he deserved death." I say, not even paying attention what I say, but then I noticed what words slipped from my mouth.
"Dude, they were pissed off like heck! It would've been their 99th soul." Said persons appear.
"Soul, Maka." Salamon nods.
"Mornin'," Soul says, hands in pockets with an extremely bored face.
"Goodmorning," Maka says with a determined expression, she looks at me, as if reading my mind. "Gary?"
"No," I say with my best accent, "I am student from Russia." Salamon chuckles and nudges me. "Sorry, yes, I'm Gary."
"I'd like to congratulate you for getting your first Kishin Egg," she stares into my eyes. She is at least two inch shorter than me, "but next time, try not to hunt someone else's target down," She says seriously.
"Kapuff!" I say, flicking her ponytails up. "Ponytails look good on you." I think she blushed. "I didn't know it was your hunt, but I was half sleeping, and he killed my book…that I haven't read!"
"Oh, that explains it. Which book was it?"
"Way of the Shadows. You know it?"
"Oh my god yes! I love that book! It is a bit too gory, and…you know…weird."
"For me it is so gory, and the manner they talk, that I laugh."
"That's a solution too. Do you have the sequels?"
"Yes, I do."
"Can I borrow them?" She looks up to me with her large puppy eyes. "Pleaseeee?"
"Sure," I say.
"Yaay!" She jumps up.
"But take good care of it, or else…"
"I promise. Thank you thank you!" She gave me a quick hug. Secound free hug!
As she and I had our conversation, Salamon, Amari and Soul had their conversation.
She grabbed Soul. "Come on Soul, we have to go."
"But Maka! I'm talking here!"
"I don't care about your social life, we're going!" She smiled.
"Maka, that is so uncool." They disappeared into the crowd.
"Oh well, I need to meet up with Marty and the others. See ya around." Amari walks away.
"Now, we shall go to Elena and then Lucy. We pick your ID up, and pay a visit to Medusa."
"Can we pay the visit after school?"
"No problem."
"Thank you."
Finding Elena's office wasn't hard…that hard anyways. We picked up my ID, nothing special. It had my hideous face on it, my name, age, place of birth, the abbreviation SIT on it, and three white stars. According to Elena, Mr. Himmer, Sid, Lord Death or Professor Stein will give each star once I reach the wanted level. The card itself is white, with a black Shinigami skull on the back. It also comes with a free mini-wallet that holds the ID card on the front, protecting it with a transparent cover.
"Now I'll wish you to meet the important staff members, starting with Keith E. Himmer," Salamon says.
Long hallway, up the stairs, turn right, right again, third classroom to the left. The classroom didn't look like a normal classroom. Next to the door, to the right were the teacher's desk, and his workplace. Around it, in a perfectly circular manner were the desks. The classroom basic were the large stair like places where the desks were put. The class looked like an auditorium or a lecture hall. There was a door on the far right door.
The class was empty, except for some seniors or juniors hanging around. We entered the door, and we entered another room…another classroom. Now that looked like a normal one; a large and long teacher's desk, in front of it, two rows of four two person desks. On the end of the teacher's desk, the teacher was sitting.
A fine young man, I would say in the early thirties. He wore formal beige coloured pants with a yellow t-shirt with black stripes over a tucked in white shirt and he wore formal black shoes. He had brown hair, and the most unique hair style I've seen. He had short straight hair that naturally sticks to his skull but at top of his head, right above his forehead, going about into middle of his skull, his hair gets wavy, and by his forehead, it turns curly. It really gives him an unforgettable character. He also had a nice a looking watch.
"Nice watch," I say, again, not noticing what I say. "Sorry."
He looks at his watch, not knowing how it looked like. "Thanks. It's some five years old. It is a good watch." I step forward, and extend my hand.
"I'm Gary, nice to meet you." Cameras! Microphone! I made history in that secound. I was never the person who steps and introduces himself first. I do not know why, but I just did. I got the guts to introduce myself to a young teacher. Wow, I feel so much braver now.
"Keith Himmer," he shakes my hand, "Mr. Himmer for students," he adds. "Aren't you the one who killed someone with a switch blade?"
"Yes, it was me."
"Nice going," he says with a smile. The bell rings.
"Mr. Himmer, where shall we go now?"
"Homeroom."
"Great, goo thing I have you for homeroom. Can I have Gary with me?"
"I don't see why not, but of course, he has to do the same thing as you."
"No problem with me." I shrug.
"Then get to the other room, I'll be there shortly." Mr. Himmer nods towards the door.
"Okay," Salamon and I say as we leave to the other room, now starting to fill with people. I see Nejc and Dominic, along with some rather pretty girls, and other, miscellaneous groups.
Now, first teacher I met, Mr. Himmer. He gives me feeling that he can be cruel and amusing, serious and joking, and good and evil, all in the same person. I'll be fine if all the teachers would be like him. Amari, well, he sure is a good ninja, I only had a feeling that he's following; and the fact that I met Maka and Soul makes I even better. I only wonder how things will turn out, now that their 99th soul was mine…
A.N.: Last chapter if no one reviews! Not kidding…