Chapter 3 is finally here, sorry I took a while to write it but I've been writing poetry recently, had a social studies project and went on holiday for a week so yah.
You get to meet all of my lovely OC's in this chapter so enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon, would you actually believe me if I said I did.
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Rika walked down the frosty pavement to her new school, winter had truly set in now and it was freezing and the stuffy school uniform didn't provide any warmth.
She was wearing the school's grey blazer, white blouse, grey skirt, black tie, grey jersey and black tights. Whoever designed the uniform had no imagination, she felt like one of the grey clouds in the sky on a stormy day. Grey was so…..dull.
Their house was filled with brown cardboard boxes, some of which were fraying at the corners. It would take ages for her mother to get round to unpacking, she was too busy with all her little fashion shoots. (AN: Her mum is a famous model right? Correct me if I'm wrong.)
The school loomed ahead of her, a dull grey concrete building. What is with this place and grey! Next thing you know the school will be called something like 'Dull Hall, the home of everything grey and dreary'!
She looked at the sign next to the entrance; 'Breyston Academy' was printed in bold grey letters. She also noticed an arrow next to the words 'Administration Building'. Well that's where I need to go.
She followed the arrow through the school grounds taking in the surroundings, students passed by in the dull grey uniforms, some were just walking toward the imposing grey building, others were just loitering outside in their own groups. Rika trudged along the path that led down to the Administration Building, looking at the ground. This school seemed so dull, were the teachers going to be dull too? But then again when weren't teachers being a bore?
She walked up to the green door and slowly pushed it open.
A clerk with short brown hair and grey eyes looked up from her desk. She was wearing a beige suit and wiry glasses.
"I am Mrs Stonleigh," she introduced herself, "How may I help you?"
"I'm Rika Nonaka-" Rika started but was interrupted by Mrs Stoneleigh.
"Ah, you are the new girl am I right?"
"Yes," was the short reply.
Mrs Stoneleigh pressed the button for the intercom with one tapered finger, "Mrs Dunley," she said into the speaker, "Rika Nonaka has arrived."
She took her finger off the button and then spoke to Rika, "Mrs Dunley will be with you in just a moment, she'll get you sorted."
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Miyuki toyed with her pencil, she was so bored! She brushed a light brown lock of hair that had fallen out of her pony-tail and tried to concentrate.
"You shall," the English teacher, Mrs Brighton, began, "Is an example of the auxiliary verb"
People with monotones for voices should so not be allowed to teach, Miyuki thought.
Mrs Brighton was the kind of teacher who wore feminine suits and had short cropped curly grey hair. She also had a voice that could bore the five thousand rather than feed them.
Miyuki leaned over to the guy who was sitting next to her, Ryo Akiyama, "What mad insane person gave her a teaching licence?"
"Beats me," he replied, "They must have had a serious problem though."
"Is it just me or do all female teachers have short hair?" she asked quietly.
"It's not just you," was the hushed answer, "It's me too."
"You will not is what you would normally say," Mrs Brighton continued, unaware that whole class was on the verge of dieing from boredom, "You shall not is the forceful term. Miyuki, you shall listen to me during this class."
Miyuki shrank down in her seat as the rest of the class sniggered, you shall shut-up, Miyuki thought forcefully, why do teachers have that awful habit of humiliating people? What I would give for something, for anything to put this class on hold and stop this arduous boredom.
Mrs Brighton continued with her lecture on the delights of the English language and how to use it correctly. Time went by as slowly as the slowest snail, Miyuki looked at the clock and sighed, still another twenty minutes before the bell rang and then she remembered that the clock was ten minutes fast.
Miyuki had almost fallen asleep when someone knocked politely on the door. The whole class turned to look at it silently praying that it was something that would divert Mrs Brighton's attention from the class. Mrs Brighton slowly walked over to the door and opened it.
"Ah, Mrs Dunley," she greeted, "Is this the new student?"
Rika just had to listen to that voice to know that this class was a bore.
"Yes Mrs Brighton," was Mrs Dunley's reply, "This is Rika Nonaka."
"Welcome dear," Mrs Brighton looked like the sort of person who called every one 'dear'.
"Well I'll be off now," Mrs Dunley said walking off down the hall.
We needed a boredom buster and all we got was a new student, Miyuki thought, still at least it's better than nothing.
"Class I would like to introduce you to Rika Nonaka," Mrs Brighton turned to address her class.
Rika looked round the room and saw a sea of grey that was bored out of its mind. The class was just like any other, desks with chairs and posters promoting the importance of education along the walls. Feeble rays of sunlight shone through the window but it did nothing to warm the classroom up, it was still freezing.
"Well," Mrs Brighton said expectantly, "Aren't you going to say hello."
And she still treated her class like a bunch of kids.
We are sixteen for heaven's sake, Miyuki inwardly groaned, you're treating us like five year olds.
"Hi…." someone ventured.
"Well Rika," Mrs Brighton looked disappointed, "There's a spare seat next to Miyuki." She pointed toward an empty desk.
Rika walked over to the empty seat and sat down in it, not long after she had Mrs Brighton continued with boring her class out of their minds.
After what seemed like an age the bell rang, it was shrill tinny sound that had vast effects. The whole class abruptly got out of their seats and rushed outside, some however followed a little more sedately. Miyuki walked over to Rika.
"So you're new here," she commented politely.
"It doesn't take a genius to figure that out," Rika replied in bored tone.
"I was just making polite conversation," Miyuki retorted, what's her problem?
"So how are things going?" Ryo walked over to the two, "Now that we are free from the bore."
"Things are still boring," Miyuki replied, a downcast look in her hazel eyes.
"True," Ryo looked thoughtful, "Mrs Brighton's effects of boredom can last the rest of the day."
"You're only bored because you have the attention span of a flea," Rika snapped before she walked off.
"Spastic," Miyuki was quiet.
Why does my personality always get in the way? Rika thought to herself, Miyuki wasn't that bad, she was just trying to be nice but something about that guy just made me I dunno, angry. Rika walked off to her next class she could apologise to Miyuki later.
"So, what have you got now?" Ryo asked Miyuki.
"Science, how about you?"
"Maths."
Miyuki walked off toward the science lab and bumped into her best friend, Raven, along the way. Raven had long strait black hair and dark eyes.
"Hi Ray," Miyuki was sounded bored.
"You just had English didn't you?" Raven asked sympathetically.
"Did you memorize my timetable or something?" Miyuki was suspicious.
"No," Raven said defensively, "Only a person who has just sat through one of Mrs Brighton's classes can sound that bored."
The two walked into the science lab and sat down in their seats just before the bell that signalled the beginning of class rang.
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It was the end of school and Rika was just about to start walking home when she spotted Miyuki, the girl from her English class, who was talking to a girl with black hair. She walked over to them.
"Miyuki isn't it?" Rika asked.
"Yeah, why are you asking?" Miyuki recognised her as the new girl, Rika.
"I just wanted to apologise for being cranky earlier."
"Don't worry about it," Miyuki reassured her, "Everyone's titchy after English."
"Mrs Brighton has that effect on people," Raven said, "Oh, and I'm Raven."
"Rika," Rika introduced herself, "And I thought some of the teachers at my old school were bad."
"Yes well Mr Brighton's in a class all of her own," Miyuki had an expression of mock thoughtfulness on her face.
"Well I have to go now," Raven started walking out the gates, "Bye."
"Bye, see you tomorrow," Miyuki waved and walked down the street to get into her mum's car.
Rika set off at a brisk pace toward her own house, all in all it hadn't been a bad day.
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Ok, so that was really boring but I promise that the next chapter will be better. Please review because I live off them and remember constructive criticism, not flames.