O: Star, you are so lazy, always reading, never writing.
FASH: I'm not lazy you, freak.
CT: I like Naruto, he's cool.
FASH: OoOoOooooohhhhh. Ozuma, you have some competition, and he's not even
in the same anime!
O: ......Have I mentioned I love you?
FASH: .......No....
O: Good, cause it would be a lie.
CT: On with the fic!
""-speech ''-thoughts
It was time for school, Tyson dragged his feet the whole way to the three story building, he hated school, did he ever mention that? Well, it was true, he hated school with a passion, the books, the computers, the learning, and the people who wanted to beat him because he supposedly stole their Ozuma from the and they acted as though Ozuma was their property even though they were the ones going all lusty after them and then there was this Hilary chick who he would probably have to deal with today who was like the leader of the whole group of rabid fan girls and guys. Yes, Tyson hated school, and most things related to school, but you had to ask yourselves, could you really blame the boy?
He slowly went up the stairs, well aware of how the crowds of students were already thinning and dispersing to their own classrooms, Tyson quickened his pace a little, he didn't want to be late all the time, only occasionally, when he was allowed to sleep in and not do early morning kendo practice. He shuffled in the room and sank into his seat, he noticed Ozuma wasn't there yet and that practically everyone in the room was glaring at him, he didn't care though, honestly, what was their problem, so what if he was Ozuma's friend? It's not like they were in a relationship. Tyson blushed at the thought, and at that moment who should come into the class but Ozuma, with a rather scantily clad girl clinging to his arm, Tyson could tell that Ozuma was using all his will power not to rip the girl to shreds, and Tyson commended him, he would have at least yelled at that chick by now. 'And that must be Hilary.' He thought in amusement as he watched Ozuma force her off him and make his way to his seat, all the while Hilary kept shooting him adoring and lusty glances.
"Incase you haven't noticed, that was Hilary." Ozuma muttered hatefully as he glared at the girl. Tyson chuckled. "I pity you, really I do." Ozuma frowned at him. "Gee thanks." He muttered sarcastically and laid his head on his arms. "Oh, come on Ozuma, you know I love you." Tyson said jokingly, unaware how much Ozuma wanted that statement to be sincere.
"Hey Hilary, good to have you back." A girl said to the student council president who had her eyes glued on Ozuma. "Good to be back, anything happen while I was away?" "Well, actually, a new guy came, he's sitting beside Ozuma. His name is Tyson, and he seems to have caught Ozuma's interest." This had quite an effect on the number one, rabid, obsessive, insane Ozuma fan girl. Hilary leaned down to the other girls' level. "What?!" She asked in rage. The girl shakily pointed to Tyson and Hilary turned to observe her competition in love. Tyson was drawing in his agenda obliviously, (like me) not noticing the way Ozuma was looking at him out of the corner of his eye, Hilary started to boil in anger. How dare that boy try and steal her Ozuma! 'He won't last the rest of the day.' Being that she was the head of the Ozuma fan club, in which over three quarters of the school were members, the student council president, and the most popular girl in school had its benefits, she could practically control everyone in the school to do her bidding, the only person that absolutely everyone, even the teachers would listen to was Ozuma, heart throb of most people in the school, smartest guys in school, most popular guy in school, hottest guys in school. And that's why Hilary felt that Ozuma and she would make such a good match.
Ozuma was looking at Tyson out of the corner of his eye, and Tyson was sketching away in his agenda. (Honestly, who write in their agenda....... Me, and my friend Dee, we're such goody two shoes, just like what the personality quiz said about me.....) Ozuma leaned back a bit to see what exactly Tyson was drawing and imagine his surprise when he saw a little chibi version of him and Tyson, holding hands, he drawing was done in red pen so it looked like they were blushing because of the lines on their cheeks. Frankly, this just made Ozuma want to tell Tyson of his quickly growing feelings, but how? Then it hit him, like a ton of bricks smashing down from the top of the CN tower to the ground many meter below, Tyson's birthday would be the perfect time to tell him! 'I'll be sure to make it his best birthday ever. Muwahahaha!' And as Ozuma continued with his inwardly maniacal laughter, Tyson looked down upon his spontaneously drawn picture with a blush, it almost looked as if he and Ozuma were together in the picture. He looked over to Ozuma, who had these really weird look on his face. 'Not that I would mind being with him. WTF!' Before Tyson could mentally bash himself more the bell rang, signaling the beginning of class, but Mrs. W wasn't there.
"Hello class, I'm your supply for today. I'm Miss Kincade." Said a very shy looking teacher as she came in the
The supply teacher was really nice; she was the kind you'd expect to teach kinder gardeners, not that anyone was complaining, she was very, let's just say, lenient. And then the bell rang, the tell tale sign of lunch, and of course, Tyson was hyped up for that. Ozuma chuckled to himself as he followed Tyson out the door and outside, underneath a weeping willow tree. (I love those trees.) And so there they were, minding their own business, when the most annoying, high pitched, horrifying voice grated their ears, it was Hilary.
"Oh Ozuma." She cooed, fluttering her eyelashes in what she thought was a flirty way, but instead it looked as though she was trying to get something out of her eye by blinking rapidly. "Want to come over to my house and study for the next test?" She asked, Tyson almost chocked on his pop, she obviously wasn't going to study. "The next test isn't for three weeks." Ozuma said coldly as Hilary deposited herself right beside him. "But you can never study too early." She whispered in his ear, now practically in his lap, she was about to make her move when. "Get away from him you whore!" Miriam came running up, and being as deathly afraid of Miriam as she was, Hilary ran away. Right before chasing after her Miriam stopped and winked at them, before once again running after Hilary.
Tyson was quiet for a moment, before turning to the slightly pink Ozuma and simply saying. "Your cousin is weird."
'That she is Tyson, that she is.' Ozuma thought.
FASH: What is in store for our favorite guys, find out next chapter! CT: Miriam is weird.... O: Very..... FASH: Totally...... All: REVIEW!
""-speech ''-thoughts
It was time for school, Tyson dragged his feet the whole way to the three story building, he hated school, did he ever mention that? Well, it was true, he hated school with a passion, the books, the computers, the learning, and the people who wanted to beat him because he supposedly stole their Ozuma from the and they acted as though Ozuma was their property even though they were the ones going all lusty after them and then there was this Hilary chick who he would probably have to deal with today who was like the leader of the whole group of rabid fan girls and guys. Yes, Tyson hated school, and most things related to school, but you had to ask yourselves, could you really blame the boy?
He slowly went up the stairs, well aware of how the crowds of students were already thinning and dispersing to their own classrooms, Tyson quickened his pace a little, he didn't want to be late all the time, only occasionally, when he was allowed to sleep in and not do early morning kendo practice. He shuffled in the room and sank into his seat, he noticed Ozuma wasn't there yet and that practically everyone in the room was glaring at him, he didn't care though, honestly, what was their problem, so what if he was Ozuma's friend? It's not like they were in a relationship. Tyson blushed at the thought, and at that moment who should come into the class but Ozuma, with a rather scantily clad girl clinging to his arm, Tyson could tell that Ozuma was using all his will power not to rip the girl to shreds, and Tyson commended him, he would have at least yelled at that chick by now. 'And that must be Hilary.' He thought in amusement as he watched Ozuma force her off him and make his way to his seat, all the while Hilary kept shooting him adoring and lusty glances.
"Incase you haven't noticed, that was Hilary." Ozuma muttered hatefully as he glared at the girl. Tyson chuckled. "I pity you, really I do." Ozuma frowned at him. "Gee thanks." He muttered sarcastically and laid his head on his arms. "Oh, come on Ozuma, you know I love you." Tyson said jokingly, unaware how much Ozuma wanted that statement to be sincere.
"Hey Hilary, good to have you back." A girl said to the student council president who had her eyes glued on Ozuma. "Good to be back, anything happen while I was away?" "Well, actually, a new guy came, he's sitting beside Ozuma. His name is Tyson, and he seems to have caught Ozuma's interest." This had quite an effect on the number one, rabid, obsessive, insane Ozuma fan girl. Hilary leaned down to the other girls' level. "What?!" She asked in rage. The girl shakily pointed to Tyson and Hilary turned to observe her competition in love. Tyson was drawing in his agenda obliviously, (like me) not noticing the way Ozuma was looking at him out of the corner of his eye, Hilary started to boil in anger. How dare that boy try and steal her Ozuma! 'He won't last the rest of the day.' Being that she was the head of the Ozuma fan club, in which over three quarters of the school were members, the student council president, and the most popular girl in school had its benefits, she could practically control everyone in the school to do her bidding, the only person that absolutely everyone, even the teachers would listen to was Ozuma, heart throb of most people in the school, smartest guys in school, most popular guy in school, hottest guys in school. And that's why Hilary felt that Ozuma and she would make such a good match.
Ozuma was looking at Tyson out of the corner of his eye, and Tyson was sketching away in his agenda. (Honestly, who write in their agenda....... Me, and my friend Dee, we're such goody two shoes, just like what the personality quiz said about me.....) Ozuma leaned back a bit to see what exactly Tyson was drawing and imagine his surprise when he saw a little chibi version of him and Tyson, holding hands, he drawing was done in red pen so it looked like they were blushing because of the lines on their cheeks. Frankly, this just made Ozuma want to tell Tyson of his quickly growing feelings, but how? Then it hit him, like a ton of bricks smashing down from the top of the CN tower to the ground many meter below, Tyson's birthday would be the perfect time to tell him! 'I'll be sure to make it his best birthday ever. Muwahahaha!' And as Ozuma continued with his inwardly maniacal laughter, Tyson looked down upon his spontaneously drawn picture with a blush, it almost looked as if he and Ozuma were together in the picture. He looked over to Ozuma, who had these really weird look on his face. 'Not that I would mind being with him. WTF!' Before Tyson could mentally bash himself more the bell rang, signaling the beginning of class, but Mrs. W wasn't there.
"Hello class, I'm your supply for today. I'm Miss Kincade." Said a very shy looking teacher as she came in the
The supply teacher was really nice; she was the kind you'd expect to teach kinder gardeners, not that anyone was complaining, she was very, let's just say, lenient. And then the bell rang, the tell tale sign of lunch, and of course, Tyson was hyped up for that. Ozuma chuckled to himself as he followed Tyson out the door and outside, underneath a weeping willow tree. (I love those trees.) And so there they were, minding their own business, when the most annoying, high pitched, horrifying voice grated their ears, it was Hilary.
"Oh Ozuma." She cooed, fluttering her eyelashes in what she thought was a flirty way, but instead it looked as though she was trying to get something out of her eye by blinking rapidly. "Want to come over to my house and study for the next test?" She asked, Tyson almost chocked on his pop, she obviously wasn't going to study. "The next test isn't for three weeks." Ozuma said coldly as Hilary deposited herself right beside him. "But you can never study too early." She whispered in his ear, now practically in his lap, she was about to make her move when. "Get away from him you whore!" Miriam came running up, and being as deathly afraid of Miriam as she was, Hilary ran away. Right before chasing after her Miriam stopped and winked at them, before once again running after Hilary.
Tyson was quiet for a moment, before turning to the slightly pink Ozuma and simply saying. "Your cousin is weird."
'That she is Tyson, that she is.' Ozuma thought.
FASH: What is in store for our favorite guys, find out next chapter! CT: Miriam is weird.... O: Very..... FASH: Totally...... All: REVIEW!