I'm sooooo sorry! Has it really been over a month since updating?!? GOMEN GOMEN GOMEN! (In fear of sounding like Shinji, I'll stop now.) I... I have no excuse other then I'm lazy. Throw rocks if you must. bows head

I own nothing! Not even this computer I'm using! PLEASE REVIEW!

"Is spoken"

'Is thought'

"You're home late Misato." Shinji looked up from the dinner he was making. "What's wrong with Asuka?" she had big swirly eyes.

"Sorry about being late Shinji, but some guy stumbled into the road and I had to go back the NERV and fill out some insurance papers." Asuka was spinning around behind Misato.

"YOU HIT SOMEONE WITH YOUR CAR?!?" Shinji knew he shouldn't be shocked, it was bound to happen sooner or later.

"He flew and did cartwheels in the sky!" the disorientated redhead said. She shook her head. "He looked familiar too. So what's for dinner?"

"Beef stew."

"I love beef stew! Thank you Shinji!" Asuka trotted off to the bathroom.

"Did you slam on the breaks hard and did she hit her head?" Shinji said puzzled.

"No, I didn't even touch the breaks... she has been acting funny for a while huh?"

"Yeah"

the next day at school

"Well class, we had a new student today but he decided not to show up."

The door to the class opens and in hobbled a boy with an arm and a leg in casts. The people in the front row noticed that his eyes were bloodshot and he smelled like smoke, but a strange smoke.

"Sorry dude. Some crazy chick in a blue car ran me over yesterday... well I went over the car. Totally killed my left foot too. Smashed it to pieces." He held out the stump of his left foot. "No worries though, foots been gone for ages."

Asuka stood up and slammed her hands on her desk. "NO WAY! WE HIT YOU?!?" everyone in the class could hear her anger.

"HEY! It's you peoples! Crazy Red and Shinji! How are you guys? I'm the new student from America! For all you other guyses the name's Mark. So teach, were do I sit?" 'So it was them that hit me... I thought the passenger was familiar." Everyone got the first good look at him, he was tall and had dark brown hair and eyes. Well he would if is eyes weren't so red.

(That's right! It's Mark!)

"Over there." The teacher pointed at an empty desk.

"Cool." After about five minutes Shinji got a message.

Grassgrower420: Is The Man always like this?

Bakaman: What?

Grassgrower420: Does he always drone?

Redhead360: Shinji, you shouldn't talk to druggies!

Tankerdude: Who's the druggie?

B-baller: yeah, who's the druggie?

Readhead360: would you bakas SHUT UP?!?

Flyer: please stop the fighting.

Strongsilenttype: I believe they are referring to the new student.

B-baller: NO WAY! He's a druggie?

Tankerdude: You think its speed or crack?

Grassgrower420: Ummm, I'm still here you know.

Redhead360: LOOK AT HIS SCREEN NAME!!!! He smokes pot!

Bakaman: cant we all just get along?

Flyer: I can't stand the fighting.

Grassgrower420: Mary Jane's my friend.

B-baller: Who's Mary Jane? Is she hot?

Strongsilenttype: I believe it's a slang term for Marijuana.

Brownauthority: ALL OF YOU PAY ATTENTION! THIS CONVERSATION HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH CLASS!

Grassgrower420: Chill.

Brownauthority: Get to work or I'll report you!

PLEASE REVIEW!!! And I'm still open to suggestions!

I know it's insanely easy, but the first person to correctly identify all the people gets an imaginary cookie.