Hey everyone. This is my first Johnny the homicidal maniac story SO PLEASE
R+R.
I do not own Johnny the Homicidal Maniac characters, they all belong to
Jhonen Vsaquez. So please don't sue. I'm very poor. Johnny has an
interesting dream about when he was in high school, but I just reminds him
of how lonely he really is. Until someone pays him a visit.
Johnny looked down the halls trying to find his first class of the day. He was coming in school during the second quarter, so he didn't have any friends or knew anyone. His first class was art. He loved art. He would draw all the time, but his dad thought I was a waste of time. His dad would hit him when he was angry. The only reason he didn't kill Johnny was the police would be all over his ass. Johnny wouldn't dare go to the police. He was too afraid that he would loose the case and his dad would beat him harder.
203. The art class. Johnny looked at the door for a second or two, the grabbed the doorknob and turned it. He opened the door and noticed all of the students in there chirping around the classroom. They all had friends and were happy, unlike him. He walked to the back of the classroom and sat at the back desk. The desks were like science desk. Two people were to sit at them. Johnny hoped that some one might come up to him start to talk. All he wanted was to just have one friend. But he thought he was asking too much of that. He was dead wrong. A girl with bright red hair came up to him and started to speak to him.
" Hey! Why are you sitting way back here. Are you new here?" she asked
" Yeah, I picked this seat because I don't really know anywhere else to sit at." He confessed.
" Well I'm Jessica, but my friends call me Jesse. What's you name?"
" I'm Johnny, but if I had any friends I would like to be called Nny."
" Nny! That's a cool name. HEY EVERYONE, THIS IS NNY. HE'S NEW HERE, SO BE NICE!" She joked
"Hey Nny" everyone yelled back.
" Hi" she said quietly
" Well you can sit up front if you want to. We won't bite ya"
" Thanks for the offer, but I think I'll sit back here."
"Ok, but Cat sits at this table. But she's really nice. Like one time she called for pizza for the art club, because no one ate the surprise dish. I think she'll like you"
"Ok"
Jesse headed up to the other kids and started to talk to them. Johnny felt alone. He was happy he had a new friend. Really happy.
Just then the door slammed open and the art teacher came in. All of the other students rushed to their seats and sat down. The teacher shut the door behind him and head up to the front of the class.
"Hello class! Welcome to another day of hell. umm I mean art class."
The whole room burst out laughing. This guy was obviously cool. Even Johnny laughed a bit to that comment. The class what starting when the door opened. A girl dressed in a dark purple top (that was tight around her body), a long black skirt that almost touched the ground and had two slits coming up to finger tip, and had a leather trench coat on. Her top had tight sleeves that came down just a bit past her elbows the fluffed out to her fingertips. She was wear combat boots under neigh her skirt. Her hair was long that went to her breasts. Her hair was black then went purple, black, purple, black, and purple again. She looked really pretty.
" Sorry I'm late. My power went out during the night and my alarm clock went nuts. Hope I didn't miss anything" she said
" It's quite alright Cat. Now go and take your seat and we will start the class." The teacher said
She walked to the back of the room and took her seat right next to Nny. She put her book bag on top of the table and took out a big note pad and a pen. Her book bag was one of those that hanged from your shoulder and crossed over you and hanged at your other side. She had Jack's head from The Nightmare before Christmas on it. The rest was all black. She turned and looked at Nny. She gave him a small smile and looked back at the front of the classroom.
" She looks beautiful," Johnny thought to himself " I hope she doesn't get mad at me for sittin' at her table."
" Well Cat, since you were late maybe you can't explain this picture and what it means" said the art teacher.
He put a picture on the projector and turned it on. A picture came up. The picture was a sidewalk with people walking and in the crack of the sidewalk was a weed growing up from it.
" Well," she started " The weed represents and the power of life. The people and sidewalk represent the power of death. You see, the weed coming up from under neigh the sidewalk. Which shows us that no mater how strong death is, that life is stronger and will always prevail.
" That is right," he said " very good job."
The class went on with the teacher asking other students what this and that picture ment. He didn't even notice that Johnny was there.
Johnny was staring at his desk when I piece of paper landed in front of him. He looked over at Cat, but she was staring at the front of the classroom. He picked up the paper and read it
Haven't seen you around here before. I'm Cat. You are..???
Johnny picked up his pen and wrote
I'm Johnny, but you can call me Nny. Yeah I'm new here. Sorry if I'm some how bothering you.
Then he flicked the paper in front of her. He looked up at the teacher then notice that the same paper was there. It read:
Nice to meat you. Don't worry you're not bothering me. Nny huh? Cool name. My name is Cheryl but everyone calls me Cat because of my cat eyes. The teacher's name is Mr. James, but everyone calls him Mr. J. how about you stop by the art club some time?
Sure I would love too. How about today?
Sounds fine with me. Just have to ask everyone else.
Ok.
The class bell rang and everyone got up from their seats. Cat got up and went over to everyone else and asked if Johnny could stop by the art club to see if he would like to join. She walked back to Johnny who was packing his stuff up in his backpack.
" Well I asked everyone else." She said.
She had a lovely voice.
" What did they say" ask Johnny waiting for her to say they don't want him there
" They would love to have ya there. See ya after class" and with that she left the room
Johnny felt so happy at this moment. He grabbed his backpack and rushed out the door to catch up with Cat. And he finally did
" Hey" he said " I just wanted to say thanks. I mean for getting me to come to the art club. I really glad you did that for me" Johnny confessed
"No problem" she said " what class you have next?
" history then math"
"Really? So do I."
" Great! Can you show me where it was?"
" Were headed for the same class. Of corse I'll show you."
They both headed for their class.
At the end of the day they both got to know each other quite well. Johnny learned that Cat loved music and she plays both the violin and piano. Cat was also loved Gothic industrial, hard rock, and some metal bands. He also learned that she loved the band Cold and Jack off Jill. And one song she really liked was by 3 Doors down, When I'm Gone.
The bell rang and Nny and Cat walk together talking about music and art one their way to Art club. Art club only lasted an hour, just long enough for him to get home before his dad got home. Art club went by fast. Nny got to meet everyone and everyone got to me Nny. They talked about paintings and other works of art. Some of them talk about how art can be based on music.
"Hey guys look at the time! We have to get going before the principal bitchs at us again." Yelled Mike. Everyone said their good bye and left the room.
Johnny exit the school and walked down the steps. Cat ran up to him from the behind and tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around with a start and saw Cat standing in fort of him. She had some thing in her hand but he couldn't see it.
" What do ya need?" Nny asked
" Well earlier you told me about how you dad hits you sometimes. Well I don't normally do this but here's my phone number. Incase you need to talk to someone."
She handed him the paper and he took it .He looked up at her and smiled.
"Thanks" he said
She smiled back at him and headed back into the school. Nny turned around and head for home. He kept looking at the piece of paper in his hand that had Cat's number on it. He couldn't believe that some one would give him their phone number. He was really starting to Cat. Him and her had so much incomin. He got home and went up to his room to work on his artwork.
Johnny looked down the halls trying to find his first class of the day. He was coming in school during the second quarter, so he didn't have any friends or knew anyone. His first class was art. He loved art. He would draw all the time, but his dad thought I was a waste of time. His dad would hit him when he was angry. The only reason he didn't kill Johnny was the police would be all over his ass. Johnny wouldn't dare go to the police. He was too afraid that he would loose the case and his dad would beat him harder.
203. The art class. Johnny looked at the door for a second or two, the grabbed the doorknob and turned it. He opened the door and noticed all of the students in there chirping around the classroom. They all had friends and were happy, unlike him. He walked to the back of the classroom and sat at the back desk. The desks were like science desk. Two people were to sit at them. Johnny hoped that some one might come up to him start to talk. All he wanted was to just have one friend. But he thought he was asking too much of that. He was dead wrong. A girl with bright red hair came up to him and started to speak to him.
" Hey! Why are you sitting way back here. Are you new here?" she asked
" Yeah, I picked this seat because I don't really know anywhere else to sit at." He confessed.
" Well I'm Jessica, but my friends call me Jesse. What's you name?"
" I'm Johnny, but if I had any friends I would like to be called Nny."
" Nny! That's a cool name. HEY EVERYONE, THIS IS NNY. HE'S NEW HERE, SO BE NICE!" She joked
"Hey Nny" everyone yelled back.
" Hi" she said quietly
" Well you can sit up front if you want to. We won't bite ya"
" Thanks for the offer, but I think I'll sit back here."
"Ok, but Cat sits at this table. But she's really nice. Like one time she called for pizza for the art club, because no one ate the surprise dish. I think she'll like you"
"Ok"
Jesse headed up to the other kids and started to talk to them. Johnny felt alone. He was happy he had a new friend. Really happy.
Just then the door slammed open and the art teacher came in. All of the other students rushed to their seats and sat down. The teacher shut the door behind him and head up to the front of the class.
"Hello class! Welcome to another day of hell. umm I mean art class."
The whole room burst out laughing. This guy was obviously cool. Even Johnny laughed a bit to that comment. The class what starting when the door opened. A girl dressed in a dark purple top (that was tight around her body), a long black skirt that almost touched the ground and had two slits coming up to finger tip, and had a leather trench coat on. Her top had tight sleeves that came down just a bit past her elbows the fluffed out to her fingertips. She was wear combat boots under neigh her skirt. Her hair was long that went to her breasts. Her hair was black then went purple, black, purple, black, and purple again. She looked really pretty.
" Sorry I'm late. My power went out during the night and my alarm clock went nuts. Hope I didn't miss anything" she said
" It's quite alright Cat. Now go and take your seat and we will start the class." The teacher said
She walked to the back of the room and took her seat right next to Nny. She put her book bag on top of the table and took out a big note pad and a pen. Her book bag was one of those that hanged from your shoulder and crossed over you and hanged at your other side. She had Jack's head from The Nightmare before Christmas on it. The rest was all black. She turned and looked at Nny. She gave him a small smile and looked back at the front of the classroom.
" She looks beautiful," Johnny thought to himself " I hope she doesn't get mad at me for sittin' at her table."
" Well Cat, since you were late maybe you can't explain this picture and what it means" said the art teacher.
He put a picture on the projector and turned it on. A picture came up. The picture was a sidewalk with people walking and in the crack of the sidewalk was a weed growing up from it.
" Well," she started " The weed represents and the power of life. The people and sidewalk represent the power of death. You see, the weed coming up from under neigh the sidewalk. Which shows us that no mater how strong death is, that life is stronger and will always prevail.
" That is right," he said " very good job."
The class went on with the teacher asking other students what this and that picture ment. He didn't even notice that Johnny was there.
Johnny was staring at his desk when I piece of paper landed in front of him. He looked over at Cat, but she was staring at the front of the classroom. He picked up the paper and read it
Haven't seen you around here before. I'm Cat. You are..???
Johnny picked up his pen and wrote
I'm Johnny, but you can call me Nny. Yeah I'm new here. Sorry if I'm some how bothering you.
Then he flicked the paper in front of her. He looked up at the teacher then notice that the same paper was there. It read:
Nice to meat you. Don't worry you're not bothering me. Nny huh? Cool name. My name is Cheryl but everyone calls me Cat because of my cat eyes. The teacher's name is Mr. James, but everyone calls him Mr. J. how about you stop by the art club some time?
Sure I would love too. How about today?
Sounds fine with me. Just have to ask everyone else.
Ok.
The class bell rang and everyone got up from their seats. Cat got up and went over to everyone else and asked if Johnny could stop by the art club to see if he would like to join. She walked back to Johnny who was packing his stuff up in his backpack.
" Well I asked everyone else." She said.
She had a lovely voice.
" What did they say" ask Johnny waiting for her to say they don't want him there
" They would love to have ya there. See ya after class" and with that she left the room
Johnny felt so happy at this moment. He grabbed his backpack and rushed out the door to catch up with Cat. And he finally did
" Hey" he said " I just wanted to say thanks. I mean for getting me to come to the art club. I really glad you did that for me" Johnny confessed
"No problem" she said " what class you have next?
" history then math"
"Really? So do I."
" Great! Can you show me where it was?"
" Were headed for the same class. Of corse I'll show you."
They both headed for their class.
At the end of the day they both got to know each other quite well. Johnny learned that Cat loved music and she plays both the violin and piano. Cat was also loved Gothic industrial, hard rock, and some metal bands. He also learned that she loved the band Cold and Jack off Jill. And one song she really liked was by 3 Doors down, When I'm Gone.
The bell rang and Nny and Cat walk together talking about music and art one their way to Art club. Art club only lasted an hour, just long enough for him to get home before his dad got home. Art club went by fast. Nny got to meet everyone and everyone got to me Nny. They talked about paintings and other works of art. Some of them talk about how art can be based on music.
"Hey guys look at the time! We have to get going before the principal bitchs at us again." Yelled Mike. Everyone said their good bye and left the room.
Johnny exit the school and walked down the steps. Cat ran up to him from the behind and tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around with a start and saw Cat standing in fort of him. She had some thing in her hand but he couldn't see it.
" What do ya need?" Nny asked
" Well earlier you told me about how you dad hits you sometimes. Well I don't normally do this but here's my phone number. Incase you need to talk to someone."
She handed him the paper and he took it .He looked up at her and smiled.
"Thanks" he said
She smiled back at him and headed back into the school. Nny turned around and head for home. He kept looking at the piece of paper in his hand that had Cat's number on it. He couldn't believe that some one would give him their phone number. He was really starting to Cat. Him and her had so much incomin. He got home and went up to his room to work on his artwork.