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Chapter #4: First day
*~*~*~*Elaya's POV*~*~*~*
I know you're out there, somewhere out there—click
Stupid alarm. It's only 7:00 and it already wakes me up. What's the deal?
"Elaya? Time to get up. I put your clock early so you can get your schedule from the office this morning. So, get to it! Your uniform is in your closet and breakfast is downstairs." My mom said. Good old mommy...always there to make sure you wake up, then make your life a living hell. *sigh*
Today is my first day at Domino High School as a grade 12. Whoopee! Note the sarcasm again. I wonder what everyone will think when I walk in my class in the guys' uniform. That should be funny!
\\ Remember, don't take what they say to heart. \\ Justi nagged.
// I know. Don't worry. //
Mornings are such a drag. I finally got the stupid brush through my hair, meanwhile getting a chunk of it in the brush. I slipped my uniform on easily and put my leather choker, my arm bands, and my studded belt with my duel deck...just in case some hot shot thinks that they can win against the new girl easily. Well, I won't go down without a fight. I grabbed my prized possession, my walk-man and put in my own CD. I fastened my Scales around my neck and headed downstairs for breakfast.
"Morning mom!" I cheered and hugged her.
"Hmm. You're in a good mood. What do you want exactly?" She asked suspiciously.
"Nothing. What do I eat for breakfast, cereal?" I got a dish from the cabinet and the milk carton from the fridge.
"Yea, sorry, but I didn't have time to get any bagels or toast. But today, I 'm gonna stock up on groceries."
"Sure," I started, mouthing down the rest of my Cheerios, "Don't forget nothing with oranges. Okay?"
"When was the last time I forgot about your allergies?"
"Last week." I put bluntly. She looked around trying to forget the mistake she made buying orange juice. I just laughed. Yea, I'm allergic to oranges...weird huh?
"Come on, hurry. School starts in an hour and a half. And you need to get there early. I don't want my baby being late."
"Don't worry. I'll be fine." I grabbed my bag with all of my papers, documents, notes and skateboard, and then headed for the door. "Bye mom." And I kissed her on the cheek.
I wonder if Joey forgot our little agreement. We were to walk together everyday. It was a verbal contact; if he's not there, I'm so going over to his house.
He's house looks a lot like mine.
\\ Well, obviously, if you live on the same street. \\ I didn't add to that. Too tired. I rang the doorbell and knocked. Where is this guy?
*~*~*~*Joey's POV*~*~*~*
Ding-Dong Ding-Dong
I thought I broke that alarm clock. Wait...that's not the same beep...I opened my eyes to hear the doorbell being rung repeatedly and the door being knocked. Why do such good dreams have to be interrupted? I was on a date with Mai Valentine on the beach. No one else was there; just us and the sunset. She was about to kiss me...when that stupid bell started ringing. I got up walking towards that annoying sound, opened the door to get a blast of the sun's morning rays. Squinting, I saw a tall figure wearing a blue uniform.
"Tristan, what the hell are you doing here this early?" I shouted. The figure responded calmly,
"Since when does Tristan have boobs?" The female standing at my doorway snickered. As my eyes readjusted, I saw orange hair and bright green eyes. Then I realized that it was Elaya wearing the guys' uniform...and that I was wearing nothing but my boxers. I grabbed a nearby jacket to cover myself.
"Elaya, what are you doing here?"
"Sorry, but I have to go to the school early to get checked in and stuff. Wanna come with?" she asked.
"Since I 'm up now anyways, why not?" I ran back to my room quickly got dressed faster than I ever thought possible and came back to the door. "Aren't you gonna have breakfast?" she asked me.
"Oh yeah! Almost forgot," I put on a big smile, "You come in and wait inside if you want." She followed me inside. "Mind the mess" I said embarrassed.
"Ha! You should see my place!" she said looking around.
After buttering some toast and drinking some milk, we were off.
"Hey, how come you're wearing the guys' uniform?" I asked after I locked the door.
"Because those morons that make the girls uniform forgot to make some sizes in tall." She replied bitterly, "Not that I would wear the girls uniform anyways. It's hideous!"
After a 5-minute chat about Duel Monsters and our decks, we arrived at the school. Unfortunately, we were there a little too early and all the entrances were locked.
"Damn," she said, "What are we gonna do for the next ten minutes?"
"You're askin' the wrong guy." We both sat down on the school steps in front of the school. "So...have you ever entered any Duel Monsters tournaments?" I asked her, trying to make conversation.
"Well, I tried Duelist Kingdom, but then I got beaten by this guy named Panic. I was this close to winning, but then he sprung a trap on me and I lost the duel. I couldn't enter Battle City because I was in Egypt with my mom. But I know how to play, and I don't need any stinkin' trophy or medal to tell me that. How about you?"
I didn't want to brag, but I said, "I entered both of those tournaments and I came in—" I couldn't finish, someone cut me off.
"Hey you loser!" Great, it was one of the school bullies. "Where's the money you owe me? Huh? Punk?" Before I could blink, he grabbed me by my collar and shook me, making my change fall to the ground. "There it is!" he said, and some of his friends bent down to pick it up. After he threw me back on the school steps, he eyed Elaya. She just stared up at him not flinching. The big oaf sneered at her, "And you too, ya freshman. Pay up." He held out his hand, showing that he wanted money. Instead, she grabbed his hand and twisted it without effort to a 90-degree angle.
"Repeat after me...if you want to use this hand again. I am a worthless human being that shouldn't be existing."
"I......am a ......worthless......human being......that shouldn't be existing..." the bully repeated as pain struck his wrist.
"I will never take money away from people again because it is wrong and hurtful to those that I steal from"
"I will...... never take money away from people......again... ...because it is wrong and hurtful to those that I steal from" he repeated again.
"Anything to add, Joey?" she asked. I didn't get it. She had one of the school's biggest bullies wrapped around her finger...or should I say her hand wrapped around his wrist.
"No..."
"Now, listen closely you dim-witted moron," she said, "I suggest that you return the money that you had no right taking back to my friend and anyone else you've stole from, or else, you'll never use this hand again. Do we have a deal?"
The muscled bully nodded slowly and motioned his friends to return the money. They dropped it at my feet and ran. Elaya continued, "The next time you think of stealing money from people, remember this pain" And with that, she turned his hand a bit more and the bully winced in pain.
"Alright, lemme go! I won't do it again!" he cried.
"Good" and she untwisted his arm. He ran off to join his friends, holding his wrist as he jogged away.
"How'd you do that?" I asked with a puzzled expression.
"It's just a simple self-defense move. I could have dislocated his entire elbow if I kept twisting it." I stared at her in awe. "Come on, the janitor is unlocking the doors." She climbed up the steps and asked me to show her where the office was.
*~*~*~*Elaya's POV*~*~*~*
This school is more complicated than a maze! Luckily, my tour guide brought me to the office to make sure that everything was in place.
"May I help you two?" the woman behind the desk said highly annoyed that kids where there this early. She wore glasses and a green shirt and skirt. She had thin gray hair with brown eyes. She wasn't a very happy camper!
"Hi! My name is Elaya White and I --"
"Oh yeah, the new kid; your mom called last week. Don't worry, everything is ready for you." She typed in W-H-I-T-E into her computer and out came my schedule and my student ID number. Funny how school and prison are even more closely related. She hit 'print' and out came my schedule. For day 1, I had Chemistry homeroom, Bio second, Mathematics third, and Art last. For day 2, I had English homeroom, Physics second, Religion third and Gym last. The days rotated so I got all eight classes--unfortunately.
"Can you print out my schedule too?" Joey asked, "Just so we can compare?" The woman behind the desk raised an eyebrow and typed in, what I'm guessing, Joey's last name, and out came his schedule, his ID number and a school photo of him. He blinked in his picture so it was even funnier to look at. He read over his schedule and finally shouted, "Alright! Me and you got math together with Mr. Hogan [1] and Religion with Mrs. Little [1]! And that means that we got lunch together too!" I realized that lunch came in at third period, being the only period even close to noon.
"Good! At least I have someone in one of my classes." The lady behind the desk looked at both of us, "I trust that you'll show this lady around the school." She said eyeing Joey. "And don't tell your friends that you got your schedule from me, I don't want a herd of students in here wasting my time. Oh, Ms. White, why are you wearing the boy's uniform? That is strictly against the rules."
"Hold on" I said as I flung my bag on the counter. I searched through a mess of papers and pulled out a note with my mom's and the delivery man's signature on it stating why I was dressed this way. She read the note, sighed, and said, "The principal might want to talk to you about this if he sees you." She signaled for us to leave as she returned to her computer.
"Is she always like that? And how did she know your last name without you saying it?" I asked as we closed the office doors.
"Yeah, and let's just say that I've had my share of meetings in that office." I laughed and soon he showed me basically how the numbers on the doors work, the floors of the school, where the washrooms and where the cafeteria was. My first day here...can't wait till it ends.
*~*
[1] Mr. Hogan and Mrs. Little are made-up teachers...just like the rest of them that are coming up in this story.
I know this chapter was a little boring [A LITTLE? IT WAS LIKE SNOOZE- VILLE!] {Oh shut up...I'm only adding to the story so the readers don't get lost...it'll get better...especially when her past catches up with--} [Now it's your turn to shut up!] Please Review!!! (
If you have the time, REIVEW!
Chapter #4: First day
*~*~*~*Elaya's POV*~*~*~*
I know you're out there, somewhere out there—click
Stupid alarm. It's only 7:00 and it already wakes me up. What's the deal?
"Elaya? Time to get up. I put your clock early so you can get your schedule from the office this morning. So, get to it! Your uniform is in your closet and breakfast is downstairs." My mom said. Good old mommy...always there to make sure you wake up, then make your life a living hell. *sigh*
Today is my first day at Domino High School as a grade 12. Whoopee! Note the sarcasm again. I wonder what everyone will think when I walk in my class in the guys' uniform. That should be funny!
\\ Remember, don't take what they say to heart. \\ Justi nagged.
// I know. Don't worry. //
Mornings are such a drag. I finally got the stupid brush through my hair, meanwhile getting a chunk of it in the brush. I slipped my uniform on easily and put my leather choker, my arm bands, and my studded belt with my duel deck...just in case some hot shot thinks that they can win against the new girl easily. Well, I won't go down without a fight. I grabbed my prized possession, my walk-man and put in my own CD. I fastened my Scales around my neck and headed downstairs for breakfast.
"Morning mom!" I cheered and hugged her.
"Hmm. You're in a good mood. What do you want exactly?" She asked suspiciously.
"Nothing. What do I eat for breakfast, cereal?" I got a dish from the cabinet and the milk carton from the fridge.
"Yea, sorry, but I didn't have time to get any bagels or toast. But today, I 'm gonna stock up on groceries."
"Sure," I started, mouthing down the rest of my Cheerios, "Don't forget nothing with oranges. Okay?"
"When was the last time I forgot about your allergies?"
"Last week." I put bluntly. She looked around trying to forget the mistake she made buying orange juice. I just laughed. Yea, I'm allergic to oranges...weird huh?
"Come on, hurry. School starts in an hour and a half. And you need to get there early. I don't want my baby being late."
"Don't worry. I'll be fine." I grabbed my bag with all of my papers, documents, notes and skateboard, and then headed for the door. "Bye mom." And I kissed her on the cheek.
I wonder if Joey forgot our little agreement. We were to walk together everyday. It was a verbal contact; if he's not there, I'm so going over to his house.
He's house looks a lot like mine.
\\ Well, obviously, if you live on the same street. \\ I didn't add to that. Too tired. I rang the doorbell and knocked. Where is this guy?
*~*~*~*Joey's POV*~*~*~*
Ding-Dong Ding-Dong
I thought I broke that alarm clock. Wait...that's not the same beep...I opened my eyes to hear the doorbell being rung repeatedly and the door being knocked. Why do such good dreams have to be interrupted? I was on a date with Mai Valentine on the beach. No one else was there; just us and the sunset. She was about to kiss me...when that stupid bell started ringing. I got up walking towards that annoying sound, opened the door to get a blast of the sun's morning rays. Squinting, I saw a tall figure wearing a blue uniform.
"Tristan, what the hell are you doing here this early?" I shouted. The figure responded calmly,
"Since when does Tristan have boobs?" The female standing at my doorway snickered. As my eyes readjusted, I saw orange hair and bright green eyes. Then I realized that it was Elaya wearing the guys' uniform...and that I was wearing nothing but my boxers. I grabbed a nearby jacket to cover myself.
"Elaya, what are you doing here?"
"Sorry, but I have to go to the school early to get checked in and stuff. Wanna come with?" she asked.
"Since I 'm up now anyways, why not?" I ran back to my room quickly got dressed faster than I ever thought possible and came back to the door. "Aren't you gonna have breakfast?" she asked me.
"Oh yeah! Almost forgot," I put on a big smile, "You come in and wait inside if you want." She followed me inside. "Mind the mess" I said embarrassed.
"Ha! You should see my place!" she said looking around.
After buttering some toast and drinking some milk, we were off.
"Hey, how come you're wearing the guys' uniform?" I asked after I locked the door.
"Because those morons that make the girls uniform forgot to make some sizes in tall." She replied bitterly, "Not that I would wear the girls uniform anyways. It's hideous!"
After a 5-minute chat about Duel Monsters and our decks, we arrived at the school. Unfortunately, we were there a little too early and all the entrances were locked.
"Damn," she said, "What are we gonna do for the next ten minutes?"
"You're askin' the wrong guy." We both sat down on the school steps in front of the school. "So...have you ever entered any Duel Monsters tournaments?" I asked her, trying to make conversation.
"Well, I tried Duelist Kingdom, but then I got beaten by this guy named Panic. I was this close to winning, but then he sprung a trap on me and I lost the duel. I couldn't enter Battle City because I was in Egypt with my mom. But I know how to play, and I don't need any stinkin' trophy or medal to tell me that. How about you?"
I didn't want to brag, but I said, "I entered both of those tournaments and I came in—" I couldn't finish, someone cut me off.
"Hey you loser!" Great, it was one of the school bullies. "Where's the money you owe me? Huh? Punk?" Before I could blink, he grabbed me by my collar and shook me, making my change fall to the ground. "There it is!" he said, and some of his friends bent down to pick it up. After he threw me back on the school steps, he eyed Elaya. She just stared up at him not flinching. The big oaf sneered at her, "And you too, ya freshman. Pay up." He held out his hand, showing that he wanted money. Instead, she grabbed his hand and twisted it without effort to a 90-degree angle.
"Repeat after me...if you want to use this hand again. I am a worthless human being that shouldn't be existing."
"I......am a ......worthless......human being......that shouldn't be existing..." the bully repeated as pain struck his wrist.
"I will never take money away from people again because it is wrong and hurtful to those that I steal from"
"I will...... never take money away from people......again... ...because it is wrong and hurtful to those that I steal from" he repeated again.
"Anything to add, Joey?" she asked. I didn't get it. She had one of the school's biggest bullies wrapped around her finger...or should I say her hand wrapped around his wrist.
"No..."
"Now, listen closely you dim-witted moron," she said, "I suggest that you return the money that you had no right taking back to my friend and anyone else you've stole from, or else, you'll never use this hand again. Do we have a deal?"
The muscled bully nodded slowly and motioned his friends to return the money. They dropped it at my feet and ran. Elaya continued, "The next time you think of stealing money from people, remember this pain" And with that, she turned his hand a bit more and the bully winced in pain.
"Alright, lemme go! I won't do it again!" he cried.
"Good" and she untwisted his arm. He ran off to join his friends, holding his wrist as he jogged away.
"How'd you do that?" I asked with a puzzled expression.
"It's just a simple self-defense move. I could have dislocated his entire elbow if I kept twisting it." I stared at her in awe. "Come on, the janitor is unlocking the doors." She climbed up the steps and asked me to show her where the office was.
*~*~*~*Elaya's POV*~*~*~*
This school is more complicated than a maze! Luckily, my tour guide brought me to the office to make sure that everything was in place.
"May I help you two?" the woman behind the desk said highly annoyed that kids where there this early. She wore glasses and a green shirt and skirt. She had thin gray hair with brown eyes. She wasn't a very happy camper!
"Hi! My name is Elaya White and I --"
"Oh yeah, the new kid; your mom called last week. Don't worry, everything is ready for you." She typed in W-H-I-T-E into her computer and out came my schedule and my student ID number. Funny how school and prison are even more closely related. She hit 'print' and out came my schedule. For day 1, I had Chemistry homeroom, Bio second, Mathematics third, and Art last. For day 2, I had English homeroom, Physics second, Religion third and Gym last. The days rotated so I got all eight classes--unfortunately.
"Can you print out my schedule too?" Joey asked, "Just so we can compare?" The woman behind the desk raised an eyebrow and typed in, what I'm guessing, Joey's last name, and out came his schedule, his ID number and a school photo of him. He blinked in his picture so it was even funnier to look at. He read over his schedule and finally shouted, "Alright! Me and you got math together with Mr. Hogan [1] and Religion with Mrs. Little [1]! And that means that we got lunch together too!" I realized that lunch came in at third period, being the only period even close to noon.
"Good! At least I have someone in one of my classes." The lady behind the desk looked at both of us, "I trust that you'll show this lady around the school." She said eyeing Joey. "And don't tell your friends that you got your schedule from me, I don't want a herd of students in here wasting my time. Oh, Ms. White, why are you wearing the boy's uniform? That is strictly against the rules."
"Hold on" I said as I flung my bag on the counter. I searched through a mess of papers and pulled out a note with my mom's and the delivery man's signature on it stating why I was dressed this way. She read the note, sighed, and said, "The principal might want to talk to you about this if he sees you." She signaled for us to leave as she returned to her computer.
"Is she always like that? And how did she know your last name without you saying it?" I asked as we closed the office doors.
"Yeah, and let's just say that I've had my share of meetings in that office." I laughed and soon he showed me basically how the numbers on the doors work, the floors of the school, where the washrooms and where the cafeteria was. My first day here...can't wait till it ends.
*~*
[1] Mr. Hogan and Mrs. Little are made-up teachers...just like the rest of them that are coming up in this story.
I know this chapter was a little boring [A LITTLE? IT WAS LIKE SNOOZE- VILLE!] {Oh shut up...I'm only adding to the story so the readers don't get lost...it'll get better...especially when her past catches up with--} [Now it's your turn to shut up!] Please Review!!! (