Megan's POV
It has been a month since I went to the ninja world with my friends. During that time things had gone back to normal. This meant school. School still sucked even if you are in college but it's even worse because you actually have to pay for it. Anyways it had taken a while to get back in to the old rhythm of my life. First I had to adjust to being back in the real world then I had to adjust to having to come back home to Nevada. It had been hard to leave all my friends behind just like all the other times.
Alright enough of this sad stuff! My family has no clue about my trip to the ninja world. It only took two days for me to slip up and forget about my tattoo. Oh man it had caused a huge uproar. There was lots of yelling and things like 'How can you be so irresponsible?' and 'Are you completely nuts?' Were said amongst other things.
So life has gone back to normal and as I said before this meant school. I was currently sitting in my room staring at my back pack. Inside sat my biology book. My professor had decided to assign us a ten page paper on the life cycle of an amphibian. This was going to take forever!
Grumbling about the evilness of professors I pulled out my book and folder. Finding a comfortable position on my bed I opened my book and began. "OK…..so the life cycle of frogs…….." I murmured as I looked through my book. Like I said before…..it's going to take forever!
Meagan's POV
It was Tuesday which meant I was currently sitting in my Abnormal Psychology class. Now for most people this would be boring and made even more so since the class started at 7:50 in the morning but not for me. Sure it was a pain in the ass to get up so early but I loved the class. As usual I was sitting and paying close attention to my professor as he lectured. Now please understand that I'm not a geek who loves school I just love learning about psychology….anyways I was copying the notes down as he wrote them on the bored.
As time went on an annoying sound reached my ears. At first I didn't know what it was but after looking around the room I discovered what it was. The girl sitting behind me had her head resting on her closed book and was sound asleep. She was also snoring. I tried to ignore it. I mean hey it's her money she's wasting by sleeping not mine but after twenty minutes of this my eye began to twitch. Man was this girl getting on my nerves!!! Five minutes latter and I was starting to twitch.
The boy sitting next to me leaned over and tapped me on the shoulder saying "Can I borrow a piece of paper?"
Poor guy was in the wrong place at the wrong time. In a flash he was laying flat on his back clutching his cheek. Needless to say the entire class had fallen silent and was now watching.
I was just as surprised as everyone else. Sure I would sometimes think about punching people but I had never really done it.
The boy pulled himself together and sat back in his desk. He shot me weird looks all the while.
The class had begun to whisper as the professor cleared his throat. Everyone turned to look at him. "Now that would be a perfect example of today's discussion on border line personality disorders."
I couldn't help it…..my head fell forward and landed with a 'thump' on my open book. The rest of class was going to be interesting.
Britney's POV
Two floors up and five doors down from where Meagan was having a very interesting day in psychology I sat in my English class. I personally was trying my best to stay awake. It had been a long night for me. A paper we had had to write was due that day and my computer chose to crash last night wiping out half of my paper. So I had spent hours retyping it. Man sometimes computers really suck.
Anyways today the professor was reading a section of our text book out loud. Under normal circumstances it's hard to stay awake when he does but it was even worse today. His slow annoying voice (Think of the guy who does the 'Clear Eyes' eye drops commercials) was ten times worse.
My head soon began to droop. When it did I jerked myself awake then I would slip off to sleep again and the whole process kept repeating itself until…………….--BAM-- "OW!!!! Holy Mother of Chickens that hurt!" I cried as I rubbed my forehead. I hadn't woken up this time and my forehead had slammed on to the desk……rather painfully might I add. It took a minute to realize the professor was no longer talking and that everyone was staring at me. "What?" I asked confused.
"Um….what's a 'Holy Mother of Chickens'?" One of my classmates asked.
I looked at her like she was an idiot. "What do you mean? It's the Holy Mother of Chickens." The class gave me weird looks.
" --Cough-- All right class lets get back to the lesson." The professor said. He began to read once more and I sat in my seat shaking my head.
Guni's POV
All of my friends were currently having…..interesting days. I on the other hand was having a…..slightly boring day. My theater professor had canceled class for the day so I was stuck with nothing to do. Deciding to get some breakfast I headed to the Tiger's Den (The cafeteria on our campus) to get something to eat. At least the food here was better than the food at my high school. The food there would give you nightmares for weeks.
Anyways so I am now sitting by myself at a table eating and looking over my math notes. There was one thing about math that stuck with me through all the years I've been in school and that is……math sucks. It really truly sucks. After about ten minutes I had to put the notes away. They were giving me a head ache. It's not that I had trouble with math it's just I didn't like it.
Pulling out a spiral notebook I opened it up to where I had left off. In this notebook was a story I had began to write before our trip to the ninja world but since we had gotten back I have also been using it to write down all the events that I could remember from being in the ninja world. I was currently writing down the cool welcome party we had had. Since I hadn't been with everyone I had to talk to them and figure out what they had done. This was made difficult how ever because a lot of our memories were still gone since after we ate the sugar cookies to when we woke up with the tattoos the next morning.
When I think of the tattoo's I can't help but flinch. Megan, Britney, and Meagan had told me how their parents had reacted. My mother had freaked out as well.
Shaking my head I pulled out the loose pieces of paper I had stuck in the spiral notebook and unfolded them. On them were written what the others were able to remember from the party. There were some large gaps that we really needed to figure out. Knowing it will take a while to remember (Or if we will remember at all) what had happened I did the only thing I could do. I wrote down what we knew but left some room to add stuff in latter. One thing I knew for sure though was that the party had been a blast!