Wallaby Beetles walked on to his first class of his high school career. Math workshop. It was the lowest ranking math class known in the school. They did basic addition and subtraction, all of the way to fractions at the end of the year.
The blonde boy looked for his room, but couldn't find it.
"Alright, room number 256…" he thought to himself. "252, 254, 300- what the?!"
"What's wrong?" asked a sophomore, who obviously had the hots for the little freshman.
Wallaby looked at the girl. "I can't find room number 256. It got cut off! Damnit!"
"Chill, chill," she said calmly. "Room 256 is upstairs." She gave a doubtful face. "Where the special ED rooms are…" She gave a sigh and left.
Wallaby blushed in embarrassment at the fact that someone knew he was in a dumb class like math workshop.
The boy walked upstairs to his classroom. There were only about six people in there. The teacher looked like a man in his twenties. He had his hair cut short, and looked to be wearing extra baggy clothes. They looked as hip as any other students' clothes.
Wallaby walked in extra careful, but was noticed by his teacher.
"Hey short stuff!"
He froze and looked up at the teacher. He sounded like a she!
"Um, hi. Where do I sit?"
"Oh anywhere you want! I'm trying to make math FUN!"
"Like that's ever going to happen," The boy muttered to himself.
"Trust me," she said mischievously. "It will!"
'That's it,' Wallaby thought to himself. 'This is crazy! I have a girl who dresses like a guy for a teacher. She says math is fun? Please!'
The teacher was rumored to be a lesbian around the school. Students would giver her queer looks before even judging her. There is one good thing about this woman though. The students that have had her say she gives out free candy to her students.
The bell rang for school and everyone sat down.
"Is this it? Seven people?" the teacher said to her whole class. "Well, I guess this is a good thing, since there aren't many people in this school that suck in math!" She gave a laugh.
The whole class groaned.
"Gee teacher thanks for the encouragement," one of her students said.
"Teacher?! Call me Ms. Duffried"
Two students gave flabbergasted faces. Wallaby saw.
'Looks like they figured out he was a she…' he thought to himself.
The class continued on. They did their usual introduction to the school. The teachers would pass out papers and the students would sign these lame contracts that no one follows.
About an hour later, the bell rang for the second class.
'Yes!' thought Wallaby to himself, as he checked his schedule. 'Gym! My favorite!'
He walked with a lot of confidence to his next class, receiving many sighs from the girls that walked by.
He felt someone tap his shoulder and looked to see whom it was.
"Oh hey Willy! What's ya' next class?"
As usual, he didn't respond, but instead showed Wallaby his schedule.
"Nice! We have the same class! Let's go!"
Willy followed with his shoulders slumped to the front, meaning he didn't like P.E.
They got to the boys locker room, and saw all of the guys dressing.
"Crap!" said Wallaby out loud. "I didn't buy my stupid clothes yet. We're busted!"
The redhead tugged Wallaby's shirt to show him the sign at the door. They went up to the door and read the sign.
"Freshman," read Wallaby. "Please report upstairs for an introduction. Aww cripe! Not another introduction! I'm sick and tired of these!"
The freckled face boy followed the green-eyed boy upstairs. They saw an area where the benches were empty and sat right down.
There was other freshman there. He saw girls chatting and giggling and saw the thugs playing basketball. There were the wimps who were chatting to each other about the latest computer games. Lastly, he saw someone sit alone. He looked oddly familiar. He got the same feeling he had from Kuki. Wallaby's heart skipped a beat when thinking about her, but shrugged it off.
This boy had sunglasses on, and he looked to be bald. He wore a red sweater and baggy gray pants. He had very pale skin, which looked almost the color gray.
"That feeling," thought Wallaby out loud.
Willy looked at him questioningly.
"Oh it's nothing Willy. I've just seen a couple of people today. They seem oddly familiar, yet I don't think I have met them before."
Willy shrugged.
"Yeah, maybe. Maybe he will feel the same way about me if I go up to him. Hoagie felt as if he knew me before, when we met the first time."
Willy gave him a push, sending the blonde to the floor.
"Alright, alright. I'm going!" he said, getting up from the floor of the gym.
The redhead smiled.
Wallaby walked slowly.
'This kid will think I'm a weirdo. How will I do this? Crud, I have got to know if he feels as if he has known me before, like I do…'
Wallaby saw the kid with sunglasses. He was zoning out in to space. As Wallaby was about to say something, the gray-skinned kid looked up at him from his seat.
"Do I know you?" he spoke sharply in an English accent.
Instinct got to Wallaby. "No, but I feel as if I know YOU."
"Hmm," thought the bald kid out loud, pondering. "I do too. This is odd." The kid looked up at Wallaby. "I'm Nigel."
"Wallaby."
Wallaby sat next to Nigel. He looked across the room and saw Willy giving him thumbs up.
"Y'know Nigel," started Wallaby. "I've had this feeling with two other people. Have you had this strange feeling when seeing anyone?"
"Yes. That's why I spoke first. It's like déjà vu, but at the same time, it isn't."
"Who was the other person you approached."
"Abigail Lincoln," said Nigel is a serious tone. "Does her name ring a bell?"
"No. Does Kuki sound familiar to you?" Wally's heart skipped a beat again, but he ignored it. "Or what about Hoagie Gillian?"
"No," said Nigel sadly. "This isn't going anywhere. This feeling is familiar, as if we all were best friends once before."
"Ye'h. Like we all have been together at one time. Like we were destined to be together," said Wallaby, thinking about Kuki.
He suddenly went in to his own world.
"Uh Wallaby?" asked Nigel, waving his hand in front of his face. "Wake up. Coach is here."
"Huh? Oh, ok."
The two boys ran to where the class was, and proceeded with the introduction to P.E track.
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Class ended at no time. It was nutrition now, and Wallaby, Willy, and Nigel walked out of class together.
"This stinks!" exclaimed Wallaby. "Why do we have to buy P.E. clothes for this stupid class? Twenty bucks. What a rip-off!"
"Take it easy," said Nigel. "It's no big deal. Sure, we can spend the money on cool stuff, but we need those grades, I guess."
Willy nodded in disappointment.
The boys walked to the cafeteria to get themselves a snack before their next class. They battled the torturous lines and got what they wanted in a matter of five minutes. The three boys ended up getting fried chicken fingers and bagels.
"So much for nutrition," said Wallaby.
"Hmm…"
"So Nigel," asked Wallaby. "What is your next class?"
"Let's see," he said as he got his schedule out of his pocket. "Math. Geometry."
"Aww, too bad you don't have the same class as me. I have English next. What about you Willy?"
Willy showed Wallaby his schedule. He had science next. Willy waved to Nigel and Wallaby and left for class, considering his class were on the other side of school.
"How come he never talks?" asked Nigel.
"Dunno. He has his own language that I understand, so it's all good. I guess he is too shy to talk. He speaks about once a day though, or when necessary."
"Unique."
"Excuse me," said a familiar voice.
Wallaby looked to see who it was.
"Hey Scott. How's school been?"
"It has been alright kiddo. Who is your other new friend here?" he asked, glaring at him.
"Nigel Uno." He paused. "Nigel, this is Scott."
"Nice to meet you," Nigel said putting out his hand.
Scott didn't take it, so Nigel put it back in his pocket.
"Scott!" Wallaby slightly shouted. "You should be nicer to my friends!"
Scott growled. "I don't have to be!"
The anger ticked in. Wallaby growled and grabbed him by his jacket. "Why are you so JELOUS!" he yelled, causing a scene.
Scott said nothing. Nigel motioned for Wallaby to stop.
"This is none of ya' concern Nigel!" shouted Wallaby.
Eventually, a whole crowd of students surrounded the three boys. There weren't any teachers there to break the fight that was going to happen.
"That's it Scott! I am sick and tired of you judging my friends without even getting the chance to know them! Why are you such a prick about my friends! I can have other friends too, you know!"
Wallaby pinned him to the nearest wall. The crowd was gaping at the rage that Wallaby had. His face was red with rage and he had veins popped out of his head.
The blonde boy was going to punch the lights out of Scott.
"Stop! Wallaby! He isn't worth it!"
Wallaby stopped when his fist was just about a centimeter away from his face. He knew whom that voice belonged to and looked around for her, and spotted her surrounded by the crowd
'Kuki…'
At the instant he saw her, he put his fist down and let go of Scott, who fell on the floor.
Wallaby looked at her with embarrassment written all over him. He had his shoulders slumped forward and posture low.
'How could I have a rage attack in front of Kuki? Why did I do that? Why did I let her see me that way? How could I…?'
As the crowd hovering the three boys started to fade, Nigel offered Scott help, but the boy refused and left the cafeteria.
"Thank you Wallaby, but it wasn't worth fighting over," said Nigel in a professional tone.
Wallaby didn't hear him. He was still looking at Kuki, and his face was red.
Kuki went up to Wallaby and Nigel. She had a worried look on her face.
"What happened Wally? It was a good thing dat no teachers were here!" said Kuki.
'Wally?' thought Wallaby. 'Probably a nickname…'
"Why did you get in to a fight with dat guy?"
"He was treating Nigel like trash, and I can't take it when he does that! He never likes my other friends."
"Hey," said Nigel to Wallaby, letting Kuki hear him. "I am getting that feeling from her too."
"Yeh', said Wallaby. "That's Kuki."
"Hi!" said Kuki in her peppy voice.
"Kuki, this is Nigel Uno."
"I'm Kuki Sanban! What feeling are you getting?"
RING!!!
"Aww!" all three kids said at the same time.
"I guess we all have to go to class," Nigel said disappointingly. "We should all meet at lunch to continue this discussion. Let's meet at the secret hallway."
Kuki and Wally nodded at the same time.
"See you guys later!" said Nigel.
The two of them waved goodbye to the boy in red.
"What class do you have next?" asked Kuki, as they walked to their next class.
"English, how about you?"
"English as well!" Wallaby got excited. "Hopefully we'll have the same class. What's your classroom number?"
"376."
"Mine too!" exclaimed Wallaby with pure happiness.
"Yay!" exclaimed Kuki as she grabbed Wallaby's hand. "Let's go!"
Wallaby blushed beet red as they ran to their next class holding hands.
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Wallaby and Kuki got to their next class a minute before the bell rang. They were assigned their own seats, unlike Ms. Duffried, who let her students sit freely. Wallaby sat at the row next to Kuki and a seat behind. He was glad this was his seat. He felt like he was at home when he was around Kuki.
Throughout the usual introduction to the class, Wallaby wasn't paying attention. He was thinking about his fight with Scott, and looking at Kuki. She looked back a couple of times at him and smiled. Wallaby tried to hide his blush each time he would smile.
'I have a crush on her,' he thought to himself. 'But it feels like I have had a crush on her for a long time, even though just I met her today. It's like the moment we met; it was like old times, even though there has never been 'old times' between us. I have got to tell Hoagie about this. He may have a connection like we do. Hopefully, Kuki does to…'
The bell rang and the kids stormed out of there, to go to their next destination. Kuki walked up to Wallaby.
"Wally," Kuki said to snap him out. "Wally?"
She tapped him to get his attention.
"Oh! Class is over?"
"Yeah, about a minute ago." She giggled. "What do you have next?"
Wally digs in his schedule to know his next class. "Art. What about you?" he asks anxiously, hoping he will have the same class as her.
"Aww. I have band next."
Wallaby frowned. They walked out to the hallway.
"So," said Wallaby, trying to make conversation. "What instrument do you play?"
"I play da flute."
"Interesting."
"Yah', 'cept I heard da band teacher is da worst. I hope he isn't!"
"There are a lot of horrible teachers in this school. My math teacher is a woman but dresses like a man!"
"Duffried?"
"Yeah!"
They both laughed.
They reached to the end of the hallway, which divides two directions.
"Well," said Kuki. "I gotta go dis way."
"I gotta go that way!"
They both chuckled.
"See you at lunch Wally!"
Wallaby waved and headed on to art.
'This class will be an easy A…'
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Done with chapter 3! Chapter 4 is most likely coming up very, very soon (maybe tonight?). I'm on a writing marathon here! Knocks on wood Dun wanna jinx myself! Oh yeah, and I have every right to diss math workshop. I took that class in 9th grade. I suck at math! =D
The blonde boy looked for his room, but couldn't find it.
"Alright, room number 256…" he thought to himself. "252, 254, 300- what the?!"
"What's wrong?" asked a sophomore, who obviously had the hots for the little freshman.
Wallaby looked at the girl. "I can't find room number 256. It got cut off! Damnit!"
"Chill, chill," she said calmly. "Room 256 is upstairs." She gave a doubtful face. "Where the special ED rooms are…" She gave a sigh and left.
Wallaby blushed in embarrassment at the fact that someone knew he was in a dumb class like math workshop.
The boy walked upstairs to his classroom. There were only about six people in there. The teacher looked like a man in his twenties. He had his hair cut short, and looked to be wearing extra baggy clothes. They looked as hip as any other students' clothes.
Wallaby walked in extra careful, but was noticed by his teacher.
"Hey short stuff!"
He froze and looked up at the teacher. He sounded like a she!
"Um, hi. Where do I sit?"
"Oh anywhere you want! I'm trying to make math FUN!"
"Like that's ever going to happen," The boy muttered to himself.
"Trust me," she said mischievously. "It will!"
'That's it,' Wallaby thought to himself. 'This is crazy! I have a girl who dresses like a guy for a teacher. She says math is fun? Please!'
The teacher was rumored to be a lesbian around the school. Students would giver her queer looks before even judging her. There is one good thing about this woman though. The students that have had her say she gives out free candy to her students.
The bell rang for school and everyone sat down.
"Is this it? Seven people?" the teacher said to her whole class. "Well, I guess this is a good thing, since there aren't many people in this school that suck in math!" She gave a laugh.
The whole class groaned.
"Gee teacher thanks for the encouragement," one of her students said.
"Teacher?! Call me Ms. Duffried"
Two students gave flabbergasted faces. Wallaby saw.
'Looks like they figured out he was a she…' he thought to himself.
The class continued on. They did their usual introduction to the school. The teachers would pass out papers and the students would sign these lame contracts that no one follows.
About an hour later, the bell rang for the second class.
'Yes!' thought Wallaby to himself, as he checked his schedule. 'Gym! My favorite!'
He walked with a lot of confidence to his next class, receiving many sighs from the girls that walked by.
He felt someone tap his shoulder and looked to see whom it was.
"Oh hey Willy! What's ya' next class?"
As usual, he didn't respond, but instead showed Wallaby his schedule.
"Nice! We have the same class! Let's go!"
Willy followed with his shoulders slumped to the front, meaning he didn't like P.E.
They got to the boys locker room, and saw all of the guys dressing.
"Crap!" said Wallaby out loud. "I didn't buy my stupid clothes yet. We're busted!"
The redhead tugged Wallaby's shirt to show him the sign at the door. They went up to the door and read the sign.
"Freshman," read Wallaby. "Please report upstairs for an introduction. Aww cripe! Not another introduction! I'm sick and tired of these!"
The freckled face boy followed the green-eyed boy upstairs. They saw an area where the benches were empty and sat right down.
There was other freshman there. He saw girls chatting and giggling and saw the thugs playing basketball. There were the wimps who were chatting to each other about the latest computer games. Lastly, he saw someone sit alone. He looked oddly familiar. He got the same feeling he had from Kuki. Wallaby's heart skipped a beat when thinking about her, but shrugged it off.
This boy had sunglasses on, and he looked to be bald. He wore a red sweater and baggy gray pants. He had very pale skin, which looked almost the color gray.
"That feeling," thought Wallaby out loud.
Willy looked at him questioningly.
"Oh it's nothing Willy. I've just seen a couple of people today. They seem oddly familiar, yet I don't think I have met them before."
Willy shrugged.
"Yeah, maybe. Maybe he will feel the same way about me if I go up to him. Hoagie felt as if he knew me before, when we met the first time."
Willy gave him a push, sending the blonde to the floor.
"Alright, alright. I'm going!" he said, getting up from the floor of the gym.
The redhead smiled.
Wallaby walked slowly.
'This kid will think I'm a weirdo. How will I do this? Crud, I have got to know if he feels as if he has known me before, like I do…'
Wallaby saw the kid with sunglasses. He was zoning out in to space. As Wallaby was about to say something, the gray-skinned kid looked up at him from his seat.
"Do I know you?" he spoke sharply in an English accent.
Instinct got to Wallaby. "No, but I feel as if I know YOU."
"Hmm," thought the bald kid out loud, pondering. "I do too. This is odd." The kid looked up at Wallaby. "I'm Nigel."
"Wallaby."
Wallaby sat next to Nigel. He looked across the room and saw Willy giving him thumbs up.
"Y'know Nigel," started Wallaby. "I've had this feeling with two other people. Have you had this strange feeling when seeing anyone?"
"Yes. That's why I spoke first. It's like déjà vu, but at the same time, it isn't."
"Who was the other person you approached."
"Abigail Lincoln," said Nigel is a serious tone. "Does her name ring a bell?"
"No. Does Kuki sound familiar to you?" Wally's heart skipped a beat again, but he ignored it. "Or what about Hoagie Gillian?"
"No," said Nigel sadly. "This isn't going anywhere. This feeling is familiar, as if we all were best friends once before."
"Ye'h. Like we all have been together at one time. Like we were destined to be together," said Wallaby, thinking about Kuki.
He suddenly went in to his own world.
"Uh Wallaby?" asked Nigel, waving his hand in front of his face. "Wake up. Coach is here."
"Huh? Oh, ok."
The two boys ran to where the class was, and proceeded with the introduction to P.E track.
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Class ended at no time. It was nutrition now, and Wallaby, Willy, and Nigel walked out of class together.
"This stinks!" exclaimed Wallaby. "Why do we have to buy P.E. clothes for this stupid class? Twenty bucks. What a rip-off!"
"Take it easy," said Nigel. "It's no big deal. Sure, we can spend the money on cool stuff, but we need those grades, I guess."
Willy nodded in disappointment.
The boys walked to the cafeteria to get themselves a snack before their next class. They battled the torturous lines and got what they wanted in a matter of five minutes. The three boys ended up getting fried chicken fingers and bagels.
"So much for nutrition," said Wallaby.
"Hmm…"
"So Nigel," asked Wallaby. "What is your next class?"
"Let's see," he said as he got his schedule out of his pocket. "Math. Geometry."
"Aww, too bad you don't have the same class as me. I have English next. What about you Willy?"
Willy showed Wallaby his schedule. He had science next. Willy waved to Nigel and Wallaby and left for class, considering his class were on the other side of school.
"How come he never talks?" asked Nigel.
"Dunno. He has his own language that I understand, so it's all good. I guess he is too shy to talk. He speaks about once a day though, or when necessary."
"Unique."
"Excuse me," said a familiar voice.
Wallaby looked to see who it was.
"Hey Scott. How's school been?"
"It has been alright kiddo. Who is your other new friend here?" he asked, glaring at him.
"Nigel Uno." He paused. "Nigel, this is Scott."
"Nice to meet you," Nigel said putting out his hand.
Scott didn't take it, so Nigel put it back in his pocket.
"Scott!" Wallaby slightly shouted. "You should be nicer to my friends!"
Scott growled. "I don't have to be!"
The anger ticked in. Wallaby growled and grabbed him by his jacket. "Why are you so JELOUS!" he yelled, causing a scene.
Scott said nothing. Nigel motioned for Wallaby to stop.
"This is none of ya' concern Nigel!" shouted Wallaby.
Eventually, a whole crowd of students surrounded the three boys. There weren't any teachers there to break the fight that was going to happen.
"That's it Scott! I am sick and tired of you judging my friends without even getting the chance to know them! Why are you such a prick about my friends! I can have other friends too, you know!"
Wallaby pinned him to the nearest wall. The crowd was gaping at the rage that Wallaby had. His face was red with rage and he had veins popped out of his head.
The blonde boy was going to punch the lights out of Scott.
"Stop! Wallaby! He isn't worth it!"
Wallaby stopped when his fist was just about a centimeter away from his face. He knew whom that voice belonged to and looked around for her, and spotted her surrounded by the crowd
'Kuki…'
At the instant he saw her, he put his fist down and let go of Scott, who fell on the floor.
Wallaby looked at her with embarrassment written all over him. He had his shoulders slumped forward and posture low.
'How could I have a rage attack in front of Kuki? Why did I do that? Why did I let her see me that way? How could I…?'
As the crowd hovering the three boys started to fade, Nigel offered Scott help, but the boy refused and left the cafeteria.
"Thank you Wallaby, but it wasn't worth fighting over," said Nigel in a professional tone.
Wallaby didn't hear him. He was still looking at Kuki, and his face was red.
Kuki went up to Wallaby and Nigel. She had a worried look on her face.
"What happened Wally? It was a good thing dat no teachers were here!" said Kuki.
'Wally?' thought Wallaby. 'Probably a nickname…'
"Why did you get in to a fight with dat guy?"
"He was treating Nigel like trash, and I can't take it when he does that! He never likes my other friends."
"Hey," said Nigel to Wallaby, letting Kuki hear him. "I am getting that feeling from her too."
"Yeh', said Wallaby. "That's Kuki."
"Hi!" said Kuki in her peppy voice.
"Kuki, this is Nigel Uno."
"I'm Kuki Sanban! What feeling are you getting?"
RING!!!
"Aww!" all three kids said at the same time.
"I guess we all have to go to class," Nigel said disappointingly. "We should all meet at lunch to continue this discussion. Let's meet at the secret hallway."
Kuki and Wally nodded at the same time.
"See you guys later!" said Nigel.
The two of them waved goodbye to the boy in red.
"What class do you have next?" asked Kuki, as they walked to their next class.
"English, how about you?"
"English as well!" Wallaby got excited. "Hopefully we'll have the same class. What's your classroom number?"
"376."
"Mine too!" exclaimed Wallaby with pure happiness.
"Yay!" exclaimed Kuki as she grabbed Wallaby's hand. "Let's go!"
Wallaby blushed beet red as they ran to their next class holding hands.
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Wallaby and Kuki got to their next class a minute before the bell rang. They were assigned their own seats, unlike Ms. Duffried, who let her students sit freely. Wallaby sat at the row next to Kuki and a seat behind. He was glad this was his seat. He felt like he was at home when he was around Kuki.
Throughout the usual introduction to the class, Wallaby wasn't paying attention. He was thinking about his fight with Scott, and looking at Kuki. She looked back a couple of times at him and smiled. Wallaby tried to hide his blush each time he would smile.
'I have a crush on her,' he thought to himself. 'But it feels like I have had a crush on her for a long time, even though just I met her today. It's like the moment we met; it was like old times, even though there has never been 'old times' between us. I have got to tell Hoagie about this. He may have a connection like we do. Hopefully, Kuki does to…'
The bell rang and the kids stormed out of there, to go to their next destination. Kuki walked up to Wallaby.
"Wally," Kuki said to snap him out. "Wally?"
She tapped him to get his attention.
"Oh! Class is over?"
"Yeah, about a minute ago." She giggled. "What do you have next?"
Wally digs in his schedule to know his next class. "Art. What about you?" he asks anxiously, hoping he will have the same class as her.
"Aww. I have band next."
Wallaby frowned. They walked out to the hallway.
"So," said Wallaby, trying to make conversation. "What instrument do you play?"
"I play da flute."
"Interesting."
"Yah', 'cept I heard da band teacher is da worst. I hope he isn't!"
"There are a lot of horrible teachers in this school. My math teacher is a woman but dresses like a man!"
"Duffried?"
"Yeah!"
They both laughed.
They reached to the end of the hallway, which divides two directions.
"Well," said Kuki. "I gotta go dis way."
"I gotta go that way!"
They both chuckled.
"See you at lunch Wally!"
Wallaby waved and headed on to art.
'This class will be an easy A…'
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Done with chapter 3! Chapter 4 is most likely coming up very, very soon (maybe tonight?). I'm on a writing marathon here! Knocks on wood Dun wanna jinx myself! Oh yeah, and I have every right to diss math workshop. I took that class in 9th grade. I suck at math! =D