Chapter 1- Believe it or not?
Great. Just great. Another prank I had to put up with. As I walked past the students, trying my best not to bump into any teacher, instead I bumped into the annoying kid who kept following me since the first day of school. What was his name again? Oh, it was Wyatt. I was busy thinking of how revenge would taste like and could not understand what this kid was blabbing about.
Three, two, one.
"Hiwatari!" A piercing scream echoed throughout the hallway. I winced and shut my ears as a few more screams were heard after that. I knew they had to figure it out sooner or later. Now, I had to prepare myself for a long, long, long, long, long lecture. The last time I was lectured, my grandfather was called. I was suspended for a few days.
Then, I heard the most irritating voice snickered. It was not Wyatt as he was still babbling about something. I was born with perfect eyesight, hearing, smelling, touch and memory. I am not boasting or anything. I loved to intimidate people so they will not bother me. The bell rang and everyone scampered into his or her own classes, even Wyatt, leaving me and the devil who had just came out of his hell hole. I might as well stay there because there was no point in running away from the teachers like a coward.
"Hey Hiwatari! Having fun getting a lecture again?" that devilish voice made me felt like vomiting but since I was still in school, having one problem was enough. I saw the principal and the teachers heading their way to me. I just stood still. I felt like an idiot.
I turned my head towards that devil and spat, "I'm not having a lecture yet and even if I do, you'll be having lots of fun with me there." He left and ran towards his own class after saying, "Loser, I'll be waiting......" What a coward. I knew exactly what he meant by that. He's out to cause more trouble and dumping all the blame on me, again.
When I turned my head back, I saw a pair of sea green eyes staring into mine. I knew I was in big trouble. It was the principal, Miss Coral. She took my arm and dragged me to the front of the school building. If you really want to know, the devil, Ethan Roald, had sprayed my name on the school building. He even sprayed some incoherent words. That devil and his evil creatures of the night will pay someday. Someday.
"What do you say to that?" the principal asked me as if I was a five year old. I struggled out of the teachers' grip but it was of no use. They were too strong for me. There were about 10 teachers. I was only like, fourteen years old? I laughed nervously and felt cold sweat running down from my forehead. I gritted my teeth as they brought me to a bare room. After about a few hours of being lectured, they finally got to the point.
"I had called your grandfather and they agreed that you should be sent to St. Peters High, a reform school for one whole year. There, they will be able to discipline you more and I hope you will change for the better." Wait, did I hear that properly? A reform school? Beads of perspiration formed on my forehead and I felt so weak. What is a reform school anyway? What are they going to do to me there? I tried to calm myself down before my imagination starts to get wild.
I was allowed to leave the room after a few more minutes. I headed to my class, Science. The worst subject ever created. The teacher was talking non-stop and he did not even notice me when I slipped into the classroom and into my own seat. Then, I felt something stuck in my hair at the back of my head. As I took it out, it was a spitball. Let me guess, who did that. Oh, it was the freaking devil who was sitting right behind me. I regretted having Mr. George, the science teacher, picked our seats for us. I sighed and buried my head into my hands. It was surely going to be a long day.
When I thought that I was finally going to have peace, someone tapped me on the shoulder. I shrugged it off but the tapping became constant. I became frustrated and turned my head back to shout at the devil but I remembered that it was rude, not.
"What do you want Ethan?" I snapped at him, changing my mind about shouting. He stared at me with those stupid eyes of his. He then snapped back to reality. I wonder what he was thinking about. If he wants to apologise, then get on with it.
"I heard that you're going to St. Peters' High eh?" My face turned pale as I heard those words. He smirked and I swore that I saw something glittered in his eyes. I had the urge to punch him and rubbed that smug off his face.
"Mr. Hiwatari, are you paying attention?" I heard a familiar voice. It was Mr. George. I turned back to face him and saw a frown plastered on his wizened face. It was actually pretty funny to see his face like that. I covered my mouth with my hand to stop me from getting another detention. It was obvious that I was going to say something that will make him mad but I shut my big mouth.
"Fine then, if you choose to stay quiet, another detention after school," Mr. George then start babbling again. I had kept quiet to save him from humiliation and this was how he repay me? I promised myself not to save a teacher from humiliation again. I heard Ethan laughed quietly behind my back.
I was very grateful that the bell had rung. It was lunchtime and I managed to get the last pizza. I sighed in relieve. There was no way I am going to eat that junk they made in the cafeteria. I tried to find a place to sit but all seemed to be occupied. That was what I thought until the annoying voice of Ethan Roald called me to sit with him. He must be joking or maybe he had drugs.
"Dude! Here, I'm not going to bite you," He shouted at me while patting on the empty seat beside him. I rolled my eyes and turned my back to find another place to sit. I swore some incoherent words under my breath as there were no more empty seats except beside Roald. Then, I remembered that kid, Wyatt. Maybe he had an empty seat to spare me. There, I saw him on his way to the nurse. He had a black eye, a bleeding nose, a few ribs broken but nothing too serious, to me anyway. He must have been picked on by a couple of bullies. I guess that maybe for once, Ethan felt sorry and wanted to be nice. I gave up and went over to Ethan.
"Kai, you finally decided to seat with us," He grinned like the Cheshire cat and patted my back. If he wants something, then spit it out. He need not be so nice to me. It was beginning to freak me out.
"You know, since you're going to St. Peters' High, I better tell you some info. Ok, I knew you're going there cause I heard the teachers talking about sending you there." He then looked at his 'friends' grinning even wider then before. There must be something in his mind. If he is thinking about scaring me, it would not work.
"They say that St Peters' High had a curse. There was a boy who was murdered by his own grandfather. His grandfather had killed many innocent people, even his own girlfriend. The boy's girlfriend, not his grandfather's. Wait, did it go out right?" He paused and cleared his throat.
"Get on with it, I don't have all day," I took a bite at my pizza and eyed him suspiciously. This guy never did anything right. If he wants to tell me a curse and scare me, he could at least make his voice sound spooky but no, he had to make it sound funny. Great, I'm trying to help him now.
"Okay, his grandfather is also the principal of St. Peters' high but now, he's in the asylum. The boy had cursed the whole school and vowed that he will return with a body which is suitable to killed all those who are evil to find the person he had hated the most. His Grandfather," By now, almost all the kids in the cafeteria had gathered around the table to hear Roald's story.
I knew something was going to end all mushy and stuff so I asked, "And........"
He seemed to get the hint and finally answered, "He will find his true love and lived happily ever after." I looked at him seriously. There was surely some more in that little head of his.
"Okay, Okay Hiwatari. Don't look at me like that. After finding his true love, he will leave the body and finally, he is able to rest in peace. Happy now?" He asked me. I nodded my head and began to eat the remaining of my pizza. The other students went back to their own seats. The bell rang and I quickly left the table to clean up.
"And Hiwatari, it's up to you whether you believe it or not." With those last words, he ran back to his 'friends' and to his own classroom. Anyway, in the first place, why am I so worked up with this? It's not like I was the one who was going to be chosen right? I just could not help thinking what it would be like if the curse was true. I am not scared of a spirit. I do not even believe in that curse.
I was busy thinking about the reform school till school ended. I did not even realize that school had end. After an hour of detention, I finally was allowed to leave the building. I walked past the rusty gates as I thought about my own school. I sighed and began to walk home. Ethan's words echoed in my mind, "Believe it or not."
Great. Just great. Another prank I had to put up with. As I walked past the students, trying my best not to bump into any teacher, instead I bumped into the annoying kid who kept following me since the first day of school. What was his name again? Oh, it was Wyatt. I was busy thinking of how revenge would taste like and could not understand what this kid was blabbing about.
Three, two, one.
"Hiwatari!" A piercing scream echoed throughout the hallway. I winced and shut my ears as a few more screams were heard after that. I knew they had to figure it out sooner or later. Now, I had to prepare myself for a long, long, long, long, long lecture. The last time I was lectured, my grandfather was called. I was suspended for a few days.
Then, I heard the most irritating voice snickered. It was not Wyatt as he was still babbling about something. I was born with perfect eyesight, hearing, smelling, touch and memory. I am not boasting or anything. I loved to intimidate people so they will not bother me. The bell rang and everyone scampered into his or her own classes, even Wyatt, leaving me and the devil who had just came out of his hell hole. I might as well stay there because there was no point in running away from the teachers like a coward.
"Hey Hiwatari! Having fun getting a lecture again?" that devilish voice made me felt like vomiting but since I was still in school, having one problem was enough. I saw the principal and the teachers heading their way to me. I just stood still. I felt like an idiot.
I turned my head towards that devil and spat, "I'm not having a lecture yet and even if I do, you'll be having lots of fun with me there." He left and ran towards his own class after saying, "Loser, I'll be waiting......" What a coward. I knew exactly what he meant by that. He's out to cause more trouble and dumping all the blame on me, again.
When I turned my head back, I saw a pair of sea green eyes staring into mine. I knew I was in big trouble. It was the principal, Miss Coral. She took my arm and dragged me to the front of the school building. If you really want to know, the devil, Ethan Roald, had sprayed my name on the school building. He even sprayed some incoherent words. That devil and his evil creatures of the night will pay someday. Someday.
"What do you say to that?" the principal asked me as if I was a five year old. I struggled out of the teachers' grip but it was of no use. They were too strong for me. There were about 10 teachers. I was only like, fourteen years old? I laughed nervously and felt cold sweat running down from my forehead. I gritted my teeth as they brought me to a bare room. After about a few hours of being lectured, they finally got to the point.
"I had called your grandfather and they agreed that you should be sent to St. Peters High, a reform school for one whole year. There, they will be able to discipline you more and I hope you will change for the better." Wait, did I hear that properly? A reform school? Beads of perspiration formed on my forehead and I felt so weak. What is a reform school anyway? What are they going to do to me there? I tried to calm myself down before my imagination starts to get wild.
I was allowed to leave the room after a few more minutes. I headed to my class, Science. The worst subject ever created. The teacher was talking non-stop and he did not even notice me when I slipped into the classroom and into my own seat. Then, I felt something stuck in my hair at the back of my head. As I took it out, it was a spitball. Let me guess, who did that. Oh, it was the freaking devil who was sitting right behind me. I regretted having Mr. George, the science teacher, picked our seats for us. I sighed and buried my head into my hands. It was surely going to be a long day.
When I thought that I was finally going to have peace, someone tapped me on the shoulder. I shrugged it off but the tapping became constant. I became frustrated and turned my head back to shout at the devil but I remembered that it was rude, not.
"What do you want Ethan?" I snapped at him, changing my mind about shouting. He stared at me with those stupid eyes of his. He then snapped back to reality. I wonder what he was thinking about. If he wants to apologise, then get on with it.
"I heard that you're going to St. Peters' High eh?" My face turned pale as I heard those words. He smirked and I swore that I saw something glittered in his eyes. I had the urge to punch him and rubbed that smug off his face.
"Mr. Hiwatari, are you paying attention?" I heard a familiar voice. It was Mr. George. I turned back to face him and saw a frown plastered on his wizened face. It was actually pretty funny to see his face like that. I covered my mouth with my hand to stop me from getting another detention. It was obvious that I was going to say something that will make him mad but I shut my big mouth.
"Fine then, if you choose to stay quiet, another detention after school," Mr. George then start babbling again. I had kept quiet to save him from humiliation and this was how he repay me? I promised myself not to save a teacher from humiliation again. I heard Ethan laughed quietly behind my back.
I was very grateful that the bell had rung. It was lunchtime and I managed to get the last pizza. I sighed in relieve. There was no way I am going to eat that junk they made in the cafeteria. I tried to find a place to sit but all seemed to be occupied. That was what I thought until the annoying voice of Ethan Roald called me to sit with him. He must be joking or maybe he had drugs.
"Dude! Here, I'm not going to bite you," He shouted at me while patting on the empty seat beside him. I rolled my eyes and turned my back to find another place to sit. I swore some incoherent words under my breath as there were no more empty seats except beside Roald. Then, I remembered that kid, Wyatt. Maybe he had an empty seat to spare me. There, I saw him on his way to the nurse. He had a black eye, a bleeding nose, a few ribs broken but nothing too serious, to me anyway. He must have been picked on by a couple of bullies. I guess that maybe for once, Ethan felt sorry and wanted to be nice. I gave up and went over to Ethan.
"Kai, you finally decided to seat with us," He grinned like the Cheshire cat and patted my back. If he wants something, then spit it out. He need not be so nice to me. It was beginning to freak me out.
"You know, since you're going to St. Peters' High, I better tell you some info. Ok, I knew you're going there cause I heard the teachers talking about sending you there." He then looked at his 'friends' grinning even wider then before. There must be something in his mind. If he is thinking about scaring me, it would not work.
"They say that St Peters' High had a curse. There was a boy who was murdered by his own grandfather. His grandfather had killed many innocent people, even his own girlfriend. The boy's girlfriend, not his grandfather's. Wait, did it go out right?" He paused and cleared his throat.
"Get on with it, I don't have all day," I took a bite at my pizza and eyed him suspiciously. This guy never did anything right. If he wants to tell me a curse and scare me, he could at least make his voice sound spooky but no, he had to make it sound funny. Great, I'm trying to help him now.
"Okay, his grandfather is also the principal of St. Peters' high but now, he's in the asylum. The boy had cursed the whole school and vowed that he will return with a body which is suitable to killed all those who are evil to find the person he had hated the most. His Grandfather," By now, almost all the kids in the cafeteria had gathered around the table to hear Roald's story.
I knew something was going to end all mushy and stuff so I asked, "And........"
He seemed to get the hint and finally answered, "He will find his true love and lived happily ever after." I looked at him seriously. There was surely some more in that little head of his.
"Okay, Okay Hiwatari. Don't look at me like that. After finding his true love, he will leave the body and finally, he is able to rest in peace. Happy now?" He asked me. I nodded my head and began to eat the remaining of my pizza. The other students went back to their own seats. The bell rang and I quickly left the table to clean up.
"And Hiwatari, it's up to you whether you believe it or not." With those last words, he ran back to his 'friends' and to his own classroom. Anyway, in the first place, why am I so worked up with this? It's not like I was the one who was going to be chosen right? I just could not help thinking what it would be like if the curse was true. I am not scared of a spirit. I do not even believe in that curse.
I was busy thinking about the reform school till school ended. I did not even realize that school had end. After an hour of detention, I finally was allowed to leave the building. I walked past the rusty gates as I thought about my own school. I sighed and began to walk home. Ethan's words echoed in my mind, "Believe it or not."
