Yes… Let us be honest, Wafflewaffle1. I totally didn't post/write a chapter over the long weekend.
I posted the schedule of Krissa in the a/n down below just in case anyone was confused about that.
Enjoy if possible c:
I sat awkwardly in math waiting for the assigned worksheet the teacher was ranting on about. After homeroom, I had dance in which we did absolutely nothing and fooled around, like we do every class. That class was honestly a waste of my time, and I had wondered why I didn't change out of it when I could've and had the chance.
I subconsciously started tapping my fingers on the desk. The tables in here and the biology room were the same meaning it was only fit for two people, or four depending how you sat, but they didn't have built in outlets for microscopes and such. During the time I've been in school, in math I would sit next to Zoro, or he would take his seat next to me. The bond between us wasn't very strong, probably due to his uncertainty.
"Where's Hunter today, Krissa."
I look up quickly to the gaze of my teacher's. She was curiously looking at me with her light brown eyes. I shrug in response, "not too sure."
She blinks and slightly pulls her eyebrows together, "that's weird."
After commenting, she places a singular worksheet onto my desk and walks to the next couple. I skim through the questions and realize I couldn't do them, so I decided to leave it for homework. If I did that, I could search up answers on the old computer at home.
I casually rest my head onto my hand and look around the class at the other people and what they were doing. At one of the tables, I saw a horridly timid girl looking away with a beat red face next to a highly oblivious boy who was joking around with his friend at another table. I ghost a smile at the couple and awkwardness. I look away and to the window that separated the class and the outside.
Since it was in the winter months and there was a snow storm last night, the trees that were seen and the ground that was visible through the window was covered in white. Currently, snow was slowly and delicately falling, showing the calm side of winter as opposed to crazy snowstorms and such. While I was watching the snow fall gracefully, I could feel a tapping on my shoulder.
I pull away from the window to the curious looking boy that was behind me. I glanced to his side and notice his partner was either not here or at the bathroom. I look back to him and slightly cock my head to the side, "yes?"
"Um. Can I borrow led or a pencil? I lost mine," he muttered nervously while not meeting my stare. I blink a few times trying to remember if I had any pencils or pens. After a few blinks, I grab my bag near my feet and rummage through it. I stick my hand in all the way to the bottom, feeling the stray pencils and pens I would just throw in when I was too lazy to do anything otherwise. I grab it and fish it out, and hand it over to him. He gladly accepts it and thanks me quietly, he asks for a sharpener as well since the pencil was dull.
While sharpening he looks up and asks out of the blue, "isn't the person you sit with in this class apart of the new group?"
My eye brow shoots up and reply, "I guess so."
"Haven't you heard about the rumors about them, though?" he asks quietly, looking down at his rotating pencil.
My eyebrows pull together and I look at him skeptically. I had no idea what the hell he was getting at, but I didn't want to be rude to someone who was nice to me in the first place.
"Yes, I have," I reply resting a few beats between each word. Once I said this, his partner sat down beside him. She was a petite girl wearing black-rimmed glasses. She looked between us and shrugged while going back to the worksheet. The boy, who asked the out of the blue questioned and stated the obvious statement, gives me back my sharpener and mumbles, "oh."
I grab the sharpener from his hand and slowly twist my body back, so I was facing the front of the room.
My eyes were still narrowed from the recent encounter and I was trying to think of what he meant by those words. Obviously they were rumors and probably weren't true, but I couldn't shake of the feeling of curiosity. I usually liked to laugh at the imaginative minds of people and how far their creativity can go with rumors.
The room was remotely quiet due to the strict-ness of the teacher and the worksheets that were keeping them preoccupied. A few whispers were heard distantly about random subjects such as, one of the girls in her class with large breasts, or the totally awesome pair of hot pink shoes they sold at the mall. It was a fairly boring class because of Zoro's absence, and it was probably going to be a boring and lonely day because of the entire crew's absence.
It was now lunch and I had left to go home since I couldn't sit with anyone. Katherine and her group of friends attended one of the clubs during this day. I wasn't very keen with the clubs and sports teams at my school, so I was never in any of them. I remember all of them trying to persuade me into going at least once, but I kindly declined their offer.
"Hey, Krissa," I hear as someone walks past me. I look up and notice it was Caitlin. I haven't spoke to her much since she would only sit with me if her friends weren't here. She gestured with her hand to come and talk to her by the lockers. The random friendliness was creeping me out.
"Hi. Long time no talk," I reply as we finally are together at the lockers. She fakely laughs and punches my shoulder. My face was contorted with confusion.
"Your hair looks really nice today," she commented while dragging the 'e' in the word.
"Thanks," I mutter and ask," so what is it that you want?"
"Nothing. I just like to say that your hair looks good."
"Is that so?"
Caitlin laughs and rests her hand on my shoulder once again. I glare at the hand as if it was the lewdest thing I have ever seen.
"Of course," she reassures. I keep a straight face and don't reply to her comment, waiting for her actual purpose in talking to me. After a few seconds, she clears her throat and removes her hand from my body.
"So," she said while smiling slightly, "you're pretty close to that new boy, Hunter, right?"
Ah… that's the purpose.
"Not at all," I answer honestly, "he doesn't particularly like me. I mean, he doesn't particularly like anyone outside of his group."
She looks me over slowly; it seems that she didn't grasp what I had just said because she kept pushing on, "what does he like to do for fun?"
I shrug my shoulders and turn away, not wanting to be a wingman for her. I heard her yell 'wait', but I saw one of her friend's tap her on the shoulder which probably enticed conversation. Also meaning, I was able to avoid her questions about Zoro.
I left my lunch in my bag since I found it pretty troubling to go to and from my locker. I reached the doors that led to the outside and felt cool air onto the skin that was exposed. After homeroom, I grabbed a sweater since the shirt I was wearing was thin and gave me no warmth or coverage.
I walked through the doors to be greeted by the blinding white light that snow gave off. I decided to go to the same bench as yesterday and peacefully eat my lunch. When I arrived at the bench, I brushed off all of the snow that lay on it. I sat down and was about to take a bite out of the sandwich I had made the previous night until I felt a vibration in my pocket. I rolled my eyes and put back the sandwich in its bag. It was either the hospital calling, my father calling or Kate calling. The first two options were highly unlikely, so I was expecting it to be Kate. I pulled the phone from my pocket and smirk at the familiar I.D
"Hello, miss," I answer while staring at a few cars pass by.
"I. am. So. Fucking. Pissed,"Kate growled into the receiver, pausing dramatically between each word. I raised my eyebrows in surprise since Kate isn't the type to be easily angered.
"Continue."
"My dad cut my off, my mom won't fucking look at me and everyone at school sucks. I am so close to jumping on a plane and living with you,"she said angrily. Even though she might have said that jokingly, I knew if she really wanted to she could because of all of her resources and connections.
I slouched in the bench and replied, "what did you even do?"
"That's why I'm so pissed because I literally have no fucking clue."
"Take a breather and calm down."
She grunts in reply, "yeah, whatever. Anyways how are the fictional characters at your school?"
I looked around cautiously making sure no one was there. Also, all of the straw hat crew were absent, so I wouldn't have to worry of them listening in.
"It's good, I guess. I think I'm getting closer to the gang," I tell her while standing up and walking towards the path I took to and from school.
"Are you going to tell them that they're fictional characters?"she asked breathing heavily, seeming to be calmed down now.
"Yes because I will randomly go up to them and say 'you are all from One Piece, meaning you're all fictional, cool, huh?" I say sarcastically while kicking some snow.
"I was just asking, okay. No need to be a sarcastic dick."
I chuckle quietly then say, "Although, I still think one of them is suspicious of me."
"That would be?..."
"Zoro," I reply. Ever since I told Kate about One Piece and the characters that unbelievably go to my school, she became interested in the plot and often asked me about it. Even though she hasn't watched an episode, she was pretty much an expert when it came down to it.
"Isn't that the one you adore and fangirl over?"she asked. I could hear the smirk in her tone.
I roll my eyes and respond, "maybe."
We both paused for a bit and didn't say anything. After the time lapse of a few minutes, I opened my mouth to ask her about her day. That's until a voice interrupted my thoughts followed by the sound of snow being crushed from someone's footsteps.
"I knew it."
Because I don't want you all confused of the classes and such, I will put Krissa's schedule here for reference. Question marks are the classes I haven't mentioned yet.
DAY 1: Homeroom, AP biology, Art, Lunch, English, ? , ? , ?
DAY 2:Homeroom, Dance, Math, Lunch, Physics, History, Gym So, since I realized that I will never edit this story before hand because I will just procrastinate. I have decided I will just edit it when its completely finished and complete.
I really have nothing else to talk about, so have a nice day/night c:
