~~~~~OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! (You get the point).
MG666 I actually got reviews! I am so psyched! This was my first fan-fic ever and expected to get no reviews, let alone 5 within the first day. OH MY GOD! Now for thank yous...
I love you all so much. I friggin love you (except not that way if any perves are reading this). Thank you so much Evil Moogle Queen (my first review ever, THANKYOU), earthfirewindwater (thank you so much), Saelbu (I luv ya), optomistic girl94 (thank you for being optomistic about my story! Cheese, I'm lame), and DaughterofDeath (thank you again and again)
Thank you all so much. OH MY GOD!
There is something I forgot in the last chapter, the disclaimer, so I'll do double this chapter. Marik, will you?
Marik Of course, honey *more like poisoned honey
MG666 DROOL...hey what was that?
Marik Nothin'. Anyway, DISCLAIMER for default chapter, I DO NOT OWN YUGIOH, and I never will, and the sooner I accept that fact, the better.
DISCLAIMER for chappie 2, I. DO. NOT. FRIGGIN. OWN. YUGIOH. I own nothing of Yugioh. I own nothing related to it. I own nothing at all. I own nothing. Nothing. *depressed
MG666 On with the show, er, fic, whatever, shut-up.
Chapter 2: Social Studies Teacher Gone Crazy
The day dragged on and every second seemed like an hour. Joey managed to avoid Kaiba for most of the day in the halls, for which he was glad. Joey actually tried to work in the classes because it took his mind off of the double detention that night. Every time his mind wandered away from work, he got a knot in his stomach.
'Good, grief! I have to stay 4 whole hours with Kaiba after school along with Prunella! No one deserves that. I guess I can actually do my homework for once, because old Pruney won't let you do anything except work or just sitting there. I hope Kaiba suffers as much as I will.' Joey had these thoughts at lunch while waiting for his friends.
He looked around at all of the people in the lunchroom. There was the jock table, the nerd table, the cheerleader table, the preppy table, the goth table, the slut table; the list went on and on.
Then he looked at the table in the back, away from everyone else. There sat Seto Kaiba, typing away at his laptop.
'Does he even have a life outside of his company? He sits away from everyone else, no companions, no friends, that's gotta suck... wait, no, I won't have sympathy for him. He was the one who separated himself from everyone else. I don't pity him at all...' Even as he thought these words, he knew they weren't true. 'Why should I care? All he has ever been is a jerk. Maybe it's more of an empathy thing. Before I knew Tristan and Yugi, I didn't really have any friends.'
"Joey?" It was Ryou.
"Yeah?"
"Are you OK? You were just kind of staring off into space," he said, his light British accent emphasized when there was worry in his voice.
"I'm fine, I was just thinking. You wanna sit down? I'm still waitin' on Yug and everyone."
"Sure. Are you sure everything's all right? I heard about you and Kaiba fighting."
Joey sighed. He did want to talk to someone about it, but the others just didn't seem to understand his dislike of Kaiba. Ryou always seemed understanding.
"Fine, but don't go blabbin' about it to everybody."
"I wouldn't do that," Ryou said and Joey knew it was true.
"OK, well today started out pretty bad cuz I was already late to school and I knew I would get a detention. So, I was running as fast as I could and I ran into Kaiba, except I didn't know it was him. If I had known, I wouldn't have bothered trying to apologize. He just acted like a jerk and we started to fight and so then we were late to class. When we got to homeroom, the old Prune gave us a detention and then when we weren't happy about that, she gave us double detention for the rest of the week. Damn, I hate her." Joey said this all very fast, but Ryou understood it all.
"So now you have to stay after school for 4 hours for the rest of the week?" Ryou asked.
"Yep," Joey replied glumly.
"Well all you can do is make the best of it. You never know, maybe you and Kaiba will become friends," Ryou said.
When Joey heard that he nearly choked.
"Are you friggin crazy! There is no way in hell me and Kaiba will ever be friends! You've gone mental!" Joey half-yelled, very shocked that anyone could think that, especially someone who has seen how Kaiba treats Joey.
"You never know, anything can happen when you're stuck with someone for hours. You could hate eachother more, you could make a truce, you could become allies against the Prune, you could become friends, or you could become more than friends," he said, saying the last part carefully.
At this point Joey was horrified past the point of being able to talk.
A few moments passed.
Joey was still speechless.
"Have a nice day," Ryou said picking up his tray and leaving to go to the next table. [Go Ryou! I like to see the scheming part of him. Way to psyche- out Joey!]
Joey finished lunch and went to his next class, which, unfortunately, had Kaiba in it. The class was Social Studies and what's worse is that they have to sit next to eachother. Kaiba was in the row right next to Joey and they glared darkly at eachother but didn't say anything.
"As we just finished learning about Asia's oldest civilizations, now we're going to learn about the ones a little to the West of there and in South America. There are many to be studied, so I am going to divide you into pairs to do a project on an assigned ancient civilization," the teacher said, signaling the beginning of class. After the first few sentences, Joey tuned her out completely and thought random thoughts.
'I'll probably get stuck with some dork that I can pay to do the whole thing. Hopefully. Man, I think I have ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder). I can never pay attention. Like right now, I'm supposed to be listening. I might as well...'
He started listening as soon as the teacher stared to call out the groups. She paused after each first name because her handwriting was really hard to read. [Most of these are made-up names, not in actual story].
"Jenny and...Karla, the Romans." Squeals of happiness.
"Te'a and...Sarah, the Greeks." More squeals.
"John and...Robert, the Aztecs." Groans.
Joey heard his name and listened, "Joseph, I mean, Joey and...umm... can't read my hand writing...oh. Joey Wheeler and Seto Kaiba, ancient Egypt." she said.
"WHAT!?!?!?!?!" Yelled Joey and Kaiba together.
"What!?" Chorused the class.
No one ever had dared to put them in the same group. It was bad enough they had to sit together in the class, but to be put together as a group, on top of detentions all week? No way in hell.
"You heard me loud and clear. The groups are final and that's that. No changes," she said with finality. "Unless of course you want more detentions." Apparently she had heard about that morning. She gave them a crazed grin that confirmed their fear that she was a loony-ass [I enjoy making up weird names ^__^].
Joey and Kaiba's eyes met and they gave eachother the best death glare they could. Kaiba, of course, had a better one.
They continued glaring, even though their eyes watered, for several minute, until the teacher finished calling out the groups.
"For the rest of class you will discuss what you are going to do for the project. Enjoy." She said the last word with a particularly nasty grin.
They got nowhere. For the remaining two hours of class, all they did was bicker about what to do. When the bell rang they both went back to their homeroom where old Prunella was waiting for them.
~~~~Cliffhanger, huh?
MG666 A real cliffy, isn't it. Well, I had to stop. I meant for this chapter to just be the detention, but I ran away with my imagination. Super- cooleo-awesome-fantastical-nasisticness (my made-up word)
Marik I liked the chapter, but it didn't have me in it.
MG666 *DROOL
Everyone else SIGH...go get the mop
Yami MG666 Just tell them what you need to *sigh
MG66 Fine. This is the crucial moment for this fic. I want at least 2 or 3 reviews before I post the DETENTION chapter. That's not asking too much.
Any suggestions of what should happen would be appreciated. I have a semi- writer's block. I have the next chapter kind of planned and written. Please R&R.
MG666 I actually got reviews! I am so psyched! This was my first fan-fic ever and expected to get no reviews, let alone 5 within the first day. OH MY GOD! Now for thank yous...
I love you all so much. I friggin love you (except not that way if any perves are reading this). Thank you so much Evil Moogle Queen (my first review ever, THANKYOU), earthfirewindwater (thank you so much), Saelbu (I luv ya), optomistic girl94 (thank you for being optomistic about my story! Cheese, I'm lame), and DaughterofDeath (thank you again and again)
Thank you all so much. OH MY GOD!
There is something I forgot in the last chapter, the disclaimer, so I'll do double this chapter. Marik, will you?
Marik Of course, honey *more like poisoned honey
MG666 DROOL...hey what was that?
Marik Nothin'. Anyway, DISCLAIMER for default chapter, I DO NOT OWN YUGIOH, and I never will, and the sooner I accept that fact, the better.
DISCLAIMER for chappie 2, I. DO. NOT. FRIGGIN. OWN. YUGIOH. I own nothing of Yugioh. I own nothing related to it. I own nothing at all. I own nothing. Nothing. *depressed
MG666 On with the show, er, fic, whatever, shut-up.
Chapter 2: Social Studies Teacher Gone Crazy
The day dragged on and every second seemed like an hour. Joey managed to avoid Kaiba for most of the day in the halls, for which he was glad. Joey actually tried to work in the classes because it took his mind off of the double detention that night. Every time his mind wandered away from work, he got a knot in his stomach.
'Good, grief! I have to stay 4 whole hours with Kaiba after school along with Prunella! No one deserves that. I guess I can actually do my homework for once, because old Pruney won't let you do anything except work or just sitting there. I hope Kaiba suffers as much as I will.' Joey had these thoughts at lunch while waiting for his friends.
He looked around at all of the people in the lunchroom. There was the jock table, the nerd table, the cheerleader table, the preppy table, the goth table, the slut table; the list went on and on.
Then he looked at the table in the back, away from everyone else. There sat Seto Kaiba, typing away at his laptop.
'Does he even have a life outside of his company? He sits away from everyone else, no companions, no friends, that's gotta suck... wait, no, I won't have sympathy for him. He was the one who separated himself from everyone else. I don't pity him at all...' Even as he thought these words, he knew they weren't true. 'Why should I care? All he has ever been is a jerk. Maybe it's more of an empathy thing. Before I knew Tristan and Yugi, I didn't really have any friends.'
"Joey?" It was Ryou.
"Yeah?"
"Are you OK? You were just kind of staring off into space," he said, his light British accent emphasized when there was worry in his voice.
"I'm fine, I was just thinking. You wanna sit down? I'm still waitin' on Yug and everyone."
"Sure. Are you sure everything's all right? I heard about you and Kaiba fighting."
Joey sighed. He did want to talk to someone about it, but the others just didn't seem to understand his dislike of Kaiba. Ryou always seemed understanding.
"Fine, but don't go blabbin' about it to everybody."
"I wouldn't do that," Ryou said and Joey knew it was true.
"OK, well today started out pretty bad cuz I was already late to school and I knew I would get a detention. So, I was running as fast as I could and I ran into Kaiba, except I didn't know it was him. If I had known, I wouldn't have bothered trying to apologize. He just acted like a jerk and we started to fight and so then we were late to class. When we got to homeroom, the old Prune gave us a detention and then when we weren't happy about that, she gave us double detention for the rest of the week. Damn, I hate her." Joey said this all very fast, but Ryou understood it all.
"So now you have to stay after school for 4 hours for the rest of the week?" Ryou asked.
"Yep," Joey replied glumly.
"Well all you can do is make the best of it. You never know, maybe you and Kaiba will become friends," Ryou said.
When Joey heard that he nearly choked.
"Are you friggin crazy! There is no way in hell me and Kaiba will ever be friends! You've gone mental!" Joey half-yelled, very shocked that anyone could think that, especially someone who has seen how Kaiba treats Joey.
"You never know, anything can happen when you're stuck with someone for hours. You could hate eachother more, you could make a truce, you could become allies against the Prune, you could become friends, or you could become more than friends," he said, saying the last part carefully.
At this point Joey was horrified past the point of being able to talk.
A few moments passed.
Joey was still speechless.
"Have a nice day," Ryou said picking up his tray and leaving to go to the next table. [Go Ryou! I like to see the scheming part of him. Way to psyche- out Joey!]
Joey finished lunch and went to his next class, which, unfortunately, had Kaiba in it. The class was Social Studies and what's worse is that they have to sit next to eachother. Kaiba was in the row right next to Joey and they glared darkly at eachother but didn't say anything.
"As we just finished learning about Asia's oldest civilizations, now we're going to learn about the ones a little to the West of there and in South America. There are many to be studied, so I am going to divide you into pairs to do a project on an assigned ancient civilization," the teacher said, signaling the beginning of class. After the first few sentences, Joey tuned her out completely and thought random thoughts.
'I'll probably get stuck with some dork that I can pay to do the whole thing. Hopefully. Man, I think I have ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder). I can never pay attention. Like right now, I'm supposed to be listening. I might as well...'
He started listening as soon as the teacher stared to call out the groups. She paused after each first name because her handwriting was really hard to read. [Most of these are made-up names, not in actual story].
"Jenny and...Karla, the Romans." Squeals of happiness.
"Te'a and...Sarah, the Greeks." More squeals.
"John and...Robert, the Aztecs." Groans.
Joey heard his name and listened, "Joseph, I mean, Joey and...umm... can't read my hand writing...oh. Joey Wheeler and Seto Kaiba, ancient Egypt." she said.
"WHAT!?!?!?!?!" Yelled Joey and Kaiba together.
"What!?" Chorused the class.
No one ever had dared to put them in the same group. It was bad enough they had to sit together in the class, but to be put together as a group, on top of detentions all week? No way in hell.
"You heard me loud and clear. The groups are final and that's that. No changes," she said with finality. "Unless of course you want more detentions." Apparently she had heard about that morning. She gave them a crazed grin that confirmed their fear that she was a loony-ass [I enjoy making up weird names ^__^].
Joey and Kaiba's eyes met and they gave eachother the best death glare they could. Kaiba, of course, had a better one.
They continued glaring, even though their eyes watered, for several minute, until the teacher finished calling out the groups.
"For the rest of class you will discuss what you are going to do for the project. Enjoy." She said the last word with a particularly nasty grin.
They got nowhere. For the remaining two hours of class, all they did was bicker about what to do. When the bell rang they both went back to their homeroom where old Prunella was waiting for them.
~~~~Cliffhanger, huh?
MG666 A real cliffy, isn't it. Well, I had to stop. I meant for this chapter to just be the detention, but I ran away with my imagination. Super- cooleo-awesome-fantastical-nasisticness (my made-up word)
Marik I liked the chapter, but it didn't have me in it.
MG666 *DROOL
Everyone else SIGH...go get the mop
Yami MG666 Just tell them what you need to *sigh
MG66 Fine. This is the crucial moment for this fic. I want at least 2 or 3 reviews before I post the DETENTION chapter. That's not asking too much.
Any suggestions of what should happen would be appreciated. I have a semi- writer's block. I have the next chapter kind of planned and written. Please R&R.