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Chapter 5
Max opened the door and walked into the room, his head hanging slightly low to let his hair cover his face. He was blushing. The moment he entered the room the teacher, who had been lecturing, stopped and all the students turned toward the disturbance. Max walked quickly to the teacher and handed her his schedule. While the teacher studied his schedule, he decided to look around the area. The classroom was large; it could hold fifty students at least. Students sat at their desks looking at the new addition to the class. Some snickered, while others just sat there. Max turned toward the woman who still had his schedule. She was probably in her forties with black hair that came to her shoulders. She wore a long, hippie style, skirt and a white shirt that had a flower in the middle of it. She finished evaluating the schedule and gave it back to him.
"Class I would like for everyone to stop what you are doing and pay attention. We have a new transfer student joining us from America." She finished addressing the class and turned to Max.
"My name is Maximillion Pegasus. I moved here from New York because of a change in my family's company. I have been here for a week and I like it so far." Max turned toward the teacher and she asked him to continue. Not knowing what to say Max stood there for a moment. Sensing his discomfort, the teacher asked him to talk about some of his hobbies and interests.
"I like to paint, sketch, and play games. My interests are history, writing, and music."
"Thank you Maximillion. Oh and by the way, may I call you Max? It is difficult for me to remember long names." Max nodded and waited for her to assign his seat.
"Max you will be sitting in front of Seto Kaiba. Seto please raise your hand." A boy raised his hand. He had brown hair and blue eyes. Max walked quickly to the seat and sat down.
"Oh yes I almost forgot Max, you may call me Mrs. C. My last name is so hard to pronounce that my students just call me that." When she had finished writing his name down for role, she continued the lecture that had been interrupted earlier. Max sat staring at Mrs. C as she went on and on about the different gods of Egypt. Osiris this, Isis that. Horus did this and Set did that. 'My god, this is so boring. She just goes on and on. Well, at least she changes pitch.' Max closed his eyes and tried to drown out the sound of her talking. A few minutes later he felt a tug on the bottom part of his uniform jacket. He looked around to see who was doing it when he was slipped a note. Scribbled on the front was his name. He pulled the note up slowly to his desk and began to read.
Hey new kid. This is dull right. Think of it this way Mrs. C is one of the most exciting teachers when she doesn't have to teach from the book. She got in trouble for teaching us her way. This happened to be watching a movie of when Osiris was killed by his brother Set. Very Graphic. Send your schedule back along with this letter. Give it to Seto. I could give you some info about your teachers.
Max folded his schedule and put it inside the folded note. After making sure it would not fall out, he passed it to Seto. He did not turn to see who the letter went to because he didn't want to look suspicious. About ten minutes later, the letter and the schedule were returned. Max opened the paper and looked at all the writing. There was writing on the front and back. Max turned the sheet of paper over and began to read.
Hey you know that you have the same classes as the group and me. How strange is that. Well you already know a little bit about Mrs. C. She is like the coolest teacher ever. Believe me she is just as bored as you are. I think that she was glad when you interrupted the class; it gave her something else to do, other than drone on about the mythology of Egypt.
Next, you have PE. That is Mr. O'Reagan's class. Curse that man for being born. He just loves to see people sweat. Climb that rope. Run this mile. Do those sit-ups. The man gets a thrill out of torturing us. And there's his female counterpart Mrs. Mulch. What kind of name is that? Mulch. I t sounds like that stuff you put on your lawn. But she is even worse than O'Reagan. I swear she is a man. Women should not be that muscular. Her arms are bigger than my whole head. Believe me when you see her you will understand what I mean.
Next, English. Hey I wonder why they call it English and we live in Japan. Oh well anyway, you have Mr. Chow. He can barely speak Japanese let alone English. How do you teach a language that you don't speak? He says place a comma here or this is not good enough, but the minute you get his papers or worksheets they have horrible English language as well as written English. Half of it doesn't even make sense. How does an orange buy me? Don't I buy the orange? He drinks a lot of coffee, so don't surprise him, he acts before he thinks. I keep telling him Decaf is the way to go, but he just doesn't listen to me. If he starts to shake during class, don't worry about it. It's just the coffee kicking in.
Physics is a sleeping class. Mr. Mackle teaches this class. The man is so monotone. You can't talk to people like that; they could put you in a room with the padded walls in no time. How I am still alive today I don't know, but there have been many times when I have really wanted to jump out of that third story window. Besides being monotone, he also falls asleep during class. To make it up he gives us open book tests and quizzes so we won't tell. Hey I'm not telling anytime soon. I like passing Physics without having to do work.
Next is lunch. Don't eat anything that you don't recognize. And I mean anything, even vegetables because they might not even be vegetables. Here's better advice bring your lunch.
Psychology the study of the unconscious mind and Sigmund Freud. My, isn't this exciting. I get to understand the mind of another person or pea brain. There is a difference, a person can be stupid for a while and learn later, while a pea brain just stays stupid their entire life. Just so you know. Your teacher is Miss Chang. Cool teacher alert! Everyone loves this woman. Uh except for the people that she beat up. Her favorite person of study is Freud. The man believed that sex and aggression fueled our emotions and thoughts. I think I know why she loves him so much because that is definitely, what fuels Miss Chang. I have never seen a teacher get in a fight with another teacher until I came here. Miss Chang pimp slapped this one teacher for trying to steal her boyfriend, punched Mr. O'Reagan in the nose for annoying her one day, and wrecked some guy's car for cheating on her. What a wonderful role model for young women today. Bring popcorn you never know what she will do next.
Calculus, the most evil type of math in the world. This junk has so many symbols and letters it can make its own language. Mr. Monroe teaches this class. I don't even think that he knows what he is talking about half the time. He talks to us as if we are in Kindergarten. He is the only teacher that calls me Dee Dee. But oddly enough we actually learn in his class. He is like the first math teacher that I enjoy seeing and coming to his class. Scratch out the complaining I did before.
Stay after class so I can introduce the group to you. I know how it feels to be the new transfer student. After Physics, you can sit with us for lunch. You seem nice enough.
"Like wise." Max answered and smiled at her. 'She's pretty.' He thought to himself.
"Let me introduce you to the rest of the group. You already know Seto. He owns the big place labeled Kaiba Corp. at the end of town. He designs computer programs and game accessories." Seto nodded his head a little in response and Max nodded back.
"This young man with the pretty hair and eyes is Ryou." She said pointing to the boy with the white hair. When she had finished the compliment, the boy's cheeks turned red.
"No need to blush Ryou." Ryou smiled and shook Max's hand.
"Nice to meet you, Ryou" Ryou nodded and stepped back a little.
"My little short friend here is Yugi. He loves to play video games and that type of stuff. His grandfather owns a game shop, so he gets to preview the latest games and material."
"I'm not short, I'm just vertically challenged at this time. I'll grow." He smiled and shook Max's hand.
"Why would you want too? You get almost everything free. I mean who can say that they ride the bus for free, get free dinner at restaurants, and get into events free all because the people mistake their age for being younger." Seto said to Yugi.
"Have you ever tried to get into a young teenage club at my size?" Yugi responded.
"Okay… um point taken."
"Good." Yugi said and backed up. Deston turned to the boy with the platinum, blond hair. Max had just noticed, but he had earrings in his ear, rings on his fingers and some gold jewelry around his neck.
"This is Malik. He walks on the wild side; actually, we all sort of walk on the wild side. He owns a motorcycle and has an older sister named Isis. Very nice woman if I must say so myself."
"You are saying so yourself. She's never thrown a vase at you and told you to get out of the house."
"Why did she tell you that?"
"Because she said that she was going through PMS and didn't want to see a male face ever. But she got over it and apologized later, she said something about PMS making women have mood swings. She sure took a few swings at me." Malik finished and shook Max's hand. Deston looked at her watch and turned toward the group.
"Come on everyone, we are going to be late to PE and you know that Mr. O'Reagan and Mrs. Mulch don't like students to be tardy. Max, you can follow us. You won't do much today, probably just get your locker and uniform. Enjoy the freedom while you can because once you get your uniform you belong to them."
"It can't be that bad… can it?" Max asked. His answer was the group looking at each other with a raised eyebrow.
"You have a lot to learn." Seto commented and they all proceeded to run out of the classroom with Max in tow.
When Max reached the gym the group separated and went to their areas. Seto pulled Max aside and told him to talk to O'Reagan about his locker and uniform. He pointed to a small window and told Max to go there. Max reached the window and saw a man sitting down in a chair, behind a desk. He had a crew cut and resembled an over grown monkey. He had beady eyes and a pushed in nose. He was very hairy and his face held a frown. His body looked muscular, but lean. "Excuse me, sir." Max called through the window. The man looked up and stared at Max.
"Yes."
"Sir, I was told to come to come here to ask you about my uniform and locker." The man bent and opened a drawer on the side of his desk.
"Name?"
"Maximillion Pegasus. I'm the new transfer student."
"Well it seems that I have some fresh meat. You look like one of them pretty boys, who don't like to sweat or get dirty. Here's your locker number and combination." Mr. O'Reagan handed Max a small piece of paper with a three-digit number on it and a three number combination.
"What's your size in shirts and shorts, boy?"
"Medium in both." Mr. O'Reagan wrote the information down.
"Here are the rules. When you get your uniform, you will dress out everyday. If you don't dress out two points will be taken from your grade each day you don't dress out. Everyday the class has drills, all drills must be completed with a satisfactory or I will make you do them over. Understand?"
"Yes sir."
"You are excused." Max left the window and went to find his locker. He found the locker and opened it. It was dusty from the years of not being used. Max brushed his hand inside the locker and raked out some of the dust. He then brushed his hands off and closed the locker. Max ran into Malik as he was leaving the locker room.
"What do I do now?" Malik stopped and told him to follow him. They walked into the gym.
"Go sit on the bleachers. You won't do anything today." Malik said and ran to get in line behind some people that were forming their lines for the exercise portion of the class. Max sat on the bleachers and watched the students stand straight when O'Reagan walked onto the court. He barked out exercises and the students did them. After the students finished the jumpin he new coach that he didn't notice that the exercise routine was over and that Deston and the others were coming up the bleachers. They sat down beside him.
"So have you met O'Reagan yet?" Ryou asked breathing heavily and distracting Max from the sight of the coach.
"Yes. He reminds me of a drill sergeant."
"What about Mulch?" Malik asked sitting beside Deston.
"No I haven't seen her yet."
"I don't know how you can miss that woman, look at her."
"Where is she? I don't see her."
"She's right there with the black shorts on." Malik said pointing. Max followed his finger and it pointed to the new coach.
"That's not funny. That's a guy."
"Uh… we aren't being funny. That's her." Ryou said. Just as Ryou finished speaking the coach turned around and Max covered his mouth. He could see breast imprints through the shirt the coach was wearing, whether they real or not was not for him to find out. Max pulled his hands from his mouth and stared in disbelief.
"No. This is some sort of joke right?"
"We are not kidding. Do you see us laughing? I told you that you couldn't miss her." Deston answered for them all.
"She looks like a male bodybuilder that took to many steroids."
"Deston just thinks that the woman is a man. You can't persuade her otherwise." Piped up Yugi who had been listening quietly.
"She is a man." Deston retorted.
"I'm starting to lean in Deston's favor." Max replied.
"Who said we didn't believe it." Seto interjected.
The conversation ended when O'Reagan told everyone to hit the showers. Deston and the others stepped down the bleachers and walked to their locker rooms to shower. Before she went in Deston yelled,
"Meet us in the front of the gym, then we will go to English. She ran into the locker room and Max walked to the front of the gym.
Me: I finished another chapter
Yugioh Crew: Yay
Me: See wasn't the wait worth it
Yugioh Crew: Yes
Me: How did you like it?
Yugi: Great chapter
Me: I knew that you would like it.
Yami Bakura: When will Max get to meet the Yamis?
Me: Sorry Yami Bakura, but not for a few more chapters.
Yami Bakura: You don't like us?
Me: I love you guys but I can't just throw you in out of nowhere.
Yami: We gotcha.
Yami Malik: Hey everybody read and review or I'll use my rod on you.
Me: Yami Malik that didn't sound right at all. Depending on how some people think, someone may actually like that.
Yami Malik: What?
Me: Nothing. Everybody just do as he says. Thanks.
Next chapter Max meets Mr. Chow and Mr. Mackle. Also they enter the cafeteria.