Chapter Five: Back to School
Rinoa awoke early. She had a major headache and the sun in her eyes did not make it better. Her eyes barely cracked open. Then, she sat up. It took her a while before she realized where she was. Soon, there was a loud and disturbing knock on the door. And in came a voice.
"Rinoa, Dear, open up!" It was Gundor.
She rubbed her eyes. Slowly, she stood up. The knocking just continued.
When she opened the door, there stood Gundor who looked quite panicked.
"Gundor, what is it?" Rinoa asked.
"Miss, you have only thirty minutes before the bus arrives. You must hurry at once." Said Gundor, out of breath.
"Yes, Gundor," said Rinoa. Quickly, she rushed him out of there and made her way into the bathroom, which was connected to her bedroom.
It only took her ten minutes to get her shower, five to get her hair done, and five to get her clothes on. Since she knew the bus usually arrived early, she knew she would have to be waiting outside.
The crisp, cool air blew against her face. The bus should have arrived by now. Did she miss it? Well, maybe it is coming late today. How could she ever make it on time? Maybe she should walk. Then, the bus arrived. It was just late.
As she climbed in, something caught her eye. There was Squall, just staring at her, smiling in the window. It seemed like a devious smile. Maybe she was just being paranoid. Most of the time she was. At least, that's what her father told her. But why did she actually believe that jerk?
She ignored Squall, climbing into the very back of the bus. That's how it was. Her and her friends sat in the back of the bus because they were 'too loud', as the driver called it. Of course, he always shouted at everyone. Did he hate them? All of them?
"Well, are we ready? Rinoa, I trust you are." Said the bus driver. He said that quite rudely.
Rinoa nodded, partially upset. She couldn't tell why. All she could tell was that she was tired and definitely didn't want to go to school.
"Rin! Is it true?" asked her pretty dusty brown haired friend, Melinda. Melinda was like a leader. She was a peace maker, one that went with the flow. Melinda's style was kind of punky, yet feminine. She like her flares as well as her punk bracelets, silver cross earrings, and cross necklace. Melinda was kind of an individual. No one could forget the shirts she wore. They were mostly black punky shirts with some punk/rock band.
However, Rinoa kind of hid herself. She looked a bit dazed. "What? Is what true?" Rinoa asked, spaced out.
"Never mind." Said her blonde friend, Stacey. Stacey was kind of like the dumb one in the group. Sure, she was book smart, but she had very little common sense. Stacey's style was fun. She had white flares with orange, pink, and yellow hearts, and a pink shirt today. Usually she would wear her favorite yellow smilie face shirt, yet today was the first day after winter vacation.
"So, what are ya'll doin' tonight?" asked Macy. Macy was the dress type. She loved all skirts and dresses or dress suites. Today, she wore a dress suite. She had on dressy pants and a button up black blouse with black heels, which gave her some height.
"I don't know. I'll probably..." started Karla, but she was cut off by Melinda.
"Okay... Well, I was thinking we could go to the hang out tonight!" said Melinda.
"Oh come on! Do you really want to go to Shadow Blues on the first day back from winter vaca?" Rinoa asked.
Shadow Blues was a great hang out for teens. It was popular with everyone. The girls had been going to Shadow Blues ever since eighth grade.
"Sure, why not?!" chimed in Stacey.
"Well... I guess we could." Said Macy.
"Okay, fine," Rinoa said, brushing her hair back.
"Okay, girls," said the crabby bus driver. "Quiet down now."
"Yes, sir," said Stacey.
All of the girls just had to giggle. They did not know why. It was just funny.
They arrived at the school within a short amount of time. The bus broke down, but it did not take long to get it up and going again. Besides, it wasn't exactly easy to drive when roads are iced. However, when the kids did arrive at school, the office had a lot of full time filling out late passes for all the kids. Sure, teachers weren't exactly happy that kids were late, but the kids were. They were happy they had an excuse to be late, instead of just "I woke up late".
Since the kids were late, the school halls were not all noisy and full. Well, they were not completely full and noisy. There were some kids that had to go to their before school activities. Some kids had band, some kids had art, some had to be teacher assistants and some kids had chorus. Their history teacher, as always, was yelling like a maniac. It was funny to the girls because all of the teachers, even after a relaxing vacation, were still all tense.
The four girls – Rinoa, Stacey, Karla, and Melinda – all headed for their homerooms. Luckily, none of them had any electives today. The before school activity teachers always got an attitude for lateness. They did not think it was a very appropriate tone for responsible kids as old as them.
Karla and Rinoa had the same homeroom: Mr. Chelie, their language teacher. However, Melinda and Stacey had their math teacher's homeroom: Ms. Floures's homeroom, whom just so happened to be the funniest teacher in the school. At least, to the students she was the funniest teacher in the school. All the other teachers just cut straight to the chase. The way the rest worked was: if you don't know what I'm teaching, shut up and sit down. It was no fun!
I am so entirely sorry for my long absence. I, well, I won't try to explain it. Anyway, just, please, read and review. Thanks for reading. R&R
Rinoa awoke early. She had a major headache and the sun in her eyes did not make it better. Her eyes barely cracked open. Then, she sat up. It took her a while before she realized where she was. Soon, there was a loud and disturbing knock on the door. And in came a voice.
"Rinoa, Dear, open up!" It was Gundor.
She rubbed her eyes. Slowly, she stood up. The knocking just continued.
When she opened the door, there stood Gundor who looked quite panicked.
"Gundor, what is it?" Rinoa asked.
"Miss, you have only thirty minutes before the bus arrives. You must hurry at once." Said Gundor, out of breath.
"Yes, Gundor," said Rinoa. Quickly, she rushed him out of there and made her way into the bathroom, which was connected to her bedroom.
It only took her ten minutes to get her shower, five to get her hair done, and five to get her clothes on. Since she knew the bus usually arrived early, she knew she would have to be waiting outside.
The crisp, cool air blew against her face. The bus should have arrived by now. Did she miss it? Well, maybe it is coming late today. How could she ever make it on time? Maybe she should walk. Then, the bus arrived. It was just late.
As she climbed in, something caught her eye. There was Squall, just staring at her, smiling in the window. It seemed like a devious smile. Maybe she was just being paranoid. Most of the time she was. At least, that's what her father told her. But why did she actually believe that jerk?
She ignored Squall, climbing into the very back of the bus. That's how it was. Her and her friends sat in the back of the bus because they were 'too loud', as the driver called it. Of course, he always shouted at everyone. Did he hate them? All of them?
"Well, are we ready? Rinoa, I trust you are." Said the bus driver. He said that quite rudely.
Rinoa nodded, partially upset. She couldn't tell why. All she could tell was that she was tired and definitely didn't want to go to school.
"Rin! Is it true?" asked her pretty dusty brown haired friend, Melinda. Melinda was like a leader. She was a peace maker, one that went with the flow. Melinda's style was kind of punky, yet feminine. She like her flares as well as her punk bracelets, silver cross earrings, and cross necklace. Melinda was kind of an individual. No one could forget the shirts she wore. They were mostly black punky shirts with some punk/rock band.
However, Rinoa kind of hid herself. She looked a bit dazed. "What? Is what true?" Rinoa asked, spaced out.
"Never mind." Said her blonde friend, Stacey. Stacey was kind of like the dumb one in the group. Sure, she was book smart, but she had very little common sense. Stacey's style was fun. She had white flares with orange, pink, and yellow hearts, and a pink shirt today. Usually she would wear her favorite yellow smilie face shirt, yet today was the first day after winter vacation.
"So, what are ya'll doin' tonight?" asked Macy. Macy was the dress type. She loved all skirts and dresses or dress suites. Today, she wore a dress suite. She had on dressy pants and a button up black blouse with black heels, which gave her some height.
"I don't know. I'll probably..." started Karla, but she was cut off by Melinda.
"Okay... Well, I was thinking we could go to the hang out tonight!" said Melinda.
"Oh come on! Do you really want to go to Shadow Blues on the first day back from winter vaca?" Rinoa asked.
Shadow Blues was a great hang out for teens. It was popular with everyone. The girls had been going to Shadow Blues ever since eighth grade.
"Sure, why not?!" chimed in Stacey.
"Well... I guess we could." Said Macy.
"Okay, fine," Rinoa said, brushing her hair back.
"Okay, girls," said the crabby bus driver. "Quiet down now."
"Yes, sir," said Stacey.
All of the girls just had to giggle. They did not know why. It was just funny.
They arrived at the school within a short amount of time. The bus broke down, but it did not take long to get it up and going again. Besides, it wasn't exactly easy to drive when roads are iced. However, when the kids did arrive at school, the office had a lot of full time filling out late passes for all the kids. Sure, teachers weren't exactly happy that kids were late, but the kids were. They were happy they had an excuse to be late, instead of just "I woke up late".
Since the kids were late, the school halls were not all noisy and full. Well, they were not completely full and noisy. There were some kids that had to go to their before school activities. Some kids had band, some kids had art, some had to be teacher assistants and some kids had chorus. Their history teacher, as always, was yelling like a maniac. It was funny to the girls because all of the teachers, even after a relaxing vacation, were still all tense.
The four girls – Rinoa, Stacey, Karla, and Melinda – all headed for their homerooms. Luckily, none of them had any electives today. The before school activity teachers always got an attitude for lateness. They did not think it was a very appropriate tone for responsible kids as old as them.
Karla and Rinoa had the same homeroom: Mr. Chelie, their language teacher. However, Melinda and Stacey had their math teacher's homeroom: Ms. Floures's homeroom, whom just so happened to be the funniest teacher in the school. At least, to the students she was the funniest teacher in the school. All the other teachers just cut straight to the chase. The way the rest worked was: if you don't know what I'm teaching, shut up and sit down. It was no fun!
I am so entirely sorry for my long absence. I, well, I won't try to explain it. Anyway, just, please, read and review. Thanks for reading. R&R