CHAPTER 2
Matt 4:05pm Tuesday, Office
"Tsk tsk tsk. Caught for fighting again, Mr.Ishida." The principal shook his head in disgust. Matt sneered and opened his mouth to protest.
"Man! It's not fighting, it's self defence! Besides, he started it!" He tried reasoning. The principal shook his head once more, this time in pity. Matt Ishida had this reputation, more of a title, as the The-Quick-Tempered-One. Whenever somebody, or in this case anybody pissed him off even the slightist bit, be sure to watch out for the packs of punches that awaited to be thrown at you. Today Matt has been called to the office due to the bloody nose and black eyes given to Randy Mcintyre who had 'supposidly' attemped to copy off his paper.
"No excuses young man, you know what you did and the punishment you get for doing so." The principal gave him a stern look.
"WHAT?! You want me to spend another afternoon wasting my time with that old witch?! This sucks!" Matt jumped up from his seat in a flash of fury. Coming to his senses, he calmed down a bit and collapsed back onto the chair that seemed to had enough of a beating for one day.
"Son, Ms. Osaki has a proper name and may I remind you, this school will not tolerate any harsh language. I suggest you go calmly and quietly." Matt removed himself from his current position and stomped out the door.
"That old man has had enough fun." Matt muttered under his breath. "Thinks he's the boss of everyone." His footsteps echoed through the hallway. Room 1, 2...14, found it. The place was very familiar to him, as that he spent two days a week for one hour there. Quite so indeed, he had a few friends that spent every day of week there so whenever he was here, Matt never ran out of things to do. Most people believe that his friends were no good gangsters who had nothing better to do except bug little kids. But if you had the chance to meet them, you would discover that they are down-to-earth, okay guys.
Matt covered the doornob with his hand and turned. He bursted through the door with his usual loud entrance.
"Yo! You guys miss me? No fun if I'm not around." Matt put on a large grin and ran his fingers through his blonde hair. A couple of friends greeted him. High-fiveage. He pulled out a chair and sat beside a messed up furball attached to a human body that was laying loosely on a near-empty table.
"Hey? Who's this? Mind if I woke him up?" Matt waited for a reaction from his pals and got seven thumbs ups. "Okay..."
He raised his hand over the still body and held them there--before grabbing him and tickled him no mercy. The figure twitched at first but fell out of his chair, screaming and laughing.
"STOP!! HAHEE...Ow..." Matt, realizing who it was helped the boy back up.
"Tai, man sorry. I didn't know it was you." Matt rubbed the back of his head, looking embrassed.
"Hey, what's the big idea? Uh Oh, Ms. Osaki is looking at us." Matt got the point and snapped his jaws closed. He sat at Tai's table, both waiting until their time was up.
Matt 4:05pm Tuesday, Office
"Tsk tsk tsk. Caught for fighting again, Mr.Ishida." The principal shook his head in disgust. Matt sneered and opened his mouth to protest.
"Man! It's not fighting, it's self defence! Besides, he started it!" He tried reasoning. The principal shook his head once more, this time in pity. Matt Ishida had this reputation, more of a title, as the The-Quick-Tempered-One. Whenever somebody, or in this case anybody pissed him off even the slightist bit, be sure to watch out for the packs of punches that awaited to be thrown at you. Today Matt has been called to the office due to the bloody nose and black eyes given to Randy Mcintyre who had 'supposidly' attemped to copy off his paper.
"No excuses young man, you know what you did and the punishment you get for doing so." The principal gave him a stern look.
"WHAT?! You want me to spend another afternoon wasting my time with that old witch?! This sucks!" Matt jumped up from his seat in a flash of fury. Coming to his senses, he calmed down a bit and collapsed back onto the chair that seemed to had enough of a beating for one day.
"Son, Ms. Osaki has a proper name and may I remind you, this school will not tolerate any harsh language. I suggest you go calmly and quietly." Matt removed himself from his current position and stomped out the door.
"That old man has had enough fun." Matt muttered under his breath. "Thinks he's the boss of everyone." His footsteps echoed through the hallway. Room 1, 2...14, found it. The place was very familiar to him, as that he spent two days a week for one hour there. Quite so indeed, he had a few friends that spent every day of week there so whenever he was here, Matt never ran out of things to do. Most people believe that his friends were no good gangsters who had nothing better to do except bug little kids. But if you had the chance to meet them, you would discover that they are down-to-earth, okay guys.
Matt covered the doornob with his hand and turned. He bursted through the door with his usual loud entrance.
"Yo! You guys miss me? No fun if I'm not around." Matt put on a large grin and ran his fingers through his blonde hair. A couple of friends greeted him. High-fiveage. He pulled out a chair and sat beside a messed up furball attached to a human body that was laying loosely on a near-empty table.
"Hey? Who's this? Mind if I woke him up?" Matt waited for a reaction from his pals and got seven thumbs ups. "Okay..."
He raised his hand over the still body and held them there--before grabbing him and tickled him no mercy. The figure twitched at first but fell out of his chair, screaming and laughing.
"STOP!! HAHEE...Ow..." Matt, realizing who it was helped the boy back up.
"Tai, man sorry. I didn't know it was you." Matt rubbed the back of his head, looking embrassed.
"Hey, what's the big idea? Uh Oh, Ms. Osaki is looking at us." Matt got the point and snapped his jaws closed. He sat at Tai's table, both waiting until their time was up.