Chapter ThReE O
X-lax and Scary Limo Drivers
I come out of my haze of self threatening when the principal waves his hand in front of my face. "Makimachi-san! Are you ok?! You look constipated...you should try laxatives"
...dude...the WRONGNESS!
I flush a dark red and try to reassure my Principal that I don't need any sort of medication "I-I'm alright...sorry I got...distracted" oh yea...VERY convincing.
Aoshi-sama hands me what looks like a business letter, with no envelope. It has the address and "The Aoiya" printed in fancy font on the front of it. I read it over and then turn it to read the little message my new boss has scribbled on the back.
You start tomorrow.
You will be issued a uniform that you will wear everyday, unless told otherwise.
EH?!
Ooohhh on casual Friday you should go to work NAKED ;D
SHUT UP!!! HENTAI NO BAKA!
You will work from 3:00 PM to 8:00 PM, on weekdays; 6:00 AM to 6:00 PM on weekends.
HE'S MAKING ME WORK WEEKENDS?!
SHIMATTA!
You will be given a key to the mansion; your chores will be listed on the front door. DON'T be late.
Looking over to where he had been standing, I am about to complain only to notice class is about to start, the room is filled with students and Aoshi-sama is GONE.
I hurry over to my seat and wait patiently for class to end. I stare at the clock, willing it to move faster. I look around at the working students and look back to the clock. The time was 2:44 now the time is 2:43...
WHAT THE FUCK?!? How does that work!? GAH! THIS IS TAKING FOREVER!
"MAKIMACHI! Isn't there something a little more important to be doing than IGNORANTLY staring at the clock?!" he huffs loudly and slams his meaty paw down onto my desk, and picks up the paper on it. OH shit. "What's this? Only on question 12? Maybe you aren't suited for a math class of this prestige??" He proceeds to laugh haughtily at his own harshly demeaning 'joke'. The rest of the class just sits and continues their work, almost ignoring him. "Pathetic children, don't know good humor when it hits them in the face..." he mumbles crossly.
I.HATE.MR.NAKIMURA!!!!
NEXT DAY
SLAM! What a lovely sound my head makes as the boy behind me smacks it onto the desktop. I think I'm gonna love sixth hour. Owowowow. Turning around, I shoot the boy an evil glare. He smirks, then says, "So your new right?" I nod slowly as he hands me a box marked 'X-lax'. I can feel myself pale visibly.
"It's sort of a right of passage for the noobies of Garden High to pull a prank on a teacher." My eyes widen as I make the connection between x-lax and math...or rather, the math teacher. "So I decided to help ya with the prank and thought one up just.for.you" he punctuates the last three words and it feels like he's nailing them to my brain, such an annoying voice... "All ya' gatta do is make like you're a goody-goody teachers pet and get a re-fill of coffee for the teach'. As soon as you get the new coffee, pour in a lil' of that junk and give it to the teach' it'll be great, and you wont be branded as a total loser."
I grin evilly as I walk up to the teachers desk. Oh yes, he TOTALLY had this coming. "Mr. Nakimura? I was wondering if you needed a re-fill of coffee." He snorts loudly and shoves the cup into my hands. "Of course I do! You idiot students will need my full attention! I need caffeine to stave off falling asleep at your boring, uneducated questions!" Ooo...such a nice man. Your going to pay for embarrassing me like you did.
Walking down the hallway I see the teachers lounge, I knock on the door and the principal opens it for me. "Yes? What is it Ms. Makimachi?" I hand him the cup and he nods and trots...literally...off to the other side of the room and them hops back, hands the coffee mug to me and shuts the door in my face. Ok...didn't expect that.
I hesitate...then pour about a fourth of a cup of x-lax into the coffee. Watching as it dissolves I smile widely, knowing that just a little of the stuff will shoot you out the door to the bathroom A.S.A.P.; but the amount I put in will send him screaming down the hall and keep him there for a LONG time. I walk back into class and hand Mr. Nakimura his cup and sit down. Apparently the boy that gave me the box has told the other students so they all have expectant looks on their faces and mischievous grins.
He takes a big gulp and we're all on the edge of our seats, watching him. All of a sudden he SHOOTS up and out of his seat and FLYS down the hallway screaming for people to call a doctor and get out of his way. The whole class erupts into fits of laughter. Since he'll be in the bathroom awhile and, trust me, it's gonna smell, no one is going to go in there and find out who did it to him!! This means I'm off the hook! At least for today.
Finally the bell rings and I am FREE! I sprint down the hallway and out the door. I grab the flag pole with one hand and swing myself to the right. Resuming normal speed I stuff my hands into my pockets and trudge along, remembering where I have to go.
Since I don't know if this bus even goes anywhere NEAR the Aoiya, I'll have to walk...and I have about 10 minutes to find this place... which means I'm going to be late for my first day of work. Woo. Holding the paper up to my face, reading carefully, when I am nearly scared out of my mind by a rather LOUD car horn.
I shoot the driver of the limousine a dirty look: only to find that he has...an incredibly frightening look on his own face. I can feel myself visibly shrink away as he gets out of the car and walks toward me. He extends his hand and my arms fly up into a mock fighting stance.
Off in the distance Megumi silently plans ...something. DUN DUN DUN!!
Shimatta=something close to shit ... I think...if im wrong, plz correct meh!
Hentai no baka= perverted idiot
ok ok ok, sorry for the shortness of this chapter, and the cliff hanger-y-ness, but since I have the ENDING planned out rather well I was hoping one of my two reviewers gives reviewers BIG puppy dog eyes would maybe give me some ideas to run on until I can write out the ending!? PLZ?! And I'll update faster if you do! cricket chirping ....no one is listening to her INANE ramblings ;;