Chapter 6: School-life
Anya had finally been released from the hospital after a week and is going to school. There was a total chaos that Monday.
"Is this normal?" Anya asked as Kira almost ran her over.
"Quite normal!" Kira exclaimed without stopping.
Everyone was rushing everywhere to get to school on time. Only Kai, Veronica and Hilary had managed to wake up earlier then the rest of them and had already left the chaos behind as they were at school. Kira had overslept which was very unlike her. She was usually the first one up in the mornings, beating even Kai who was the last one to go to bed. Anya had learned very much in a short time.
"Hurry up Kira!" Anya yelled.
"I am!" Kira responded. "Tyson, give me back that floppy!"
Kira appeared soon from the stairs, stuffing her laptop into her bag.
They left the house.
"Let's see..." Kira mumbled. "I've got math. That means you have too."
"You know that because..." Anya asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Some subjects are ones that every one of us has, like math, English, French, P.E., media & culture and manners classes," Kira explained.
"Right," Anya replied.
"That also means that you will have your first encounter with Stacy," Kira stated.
"I take it that it's a bad thing?" Anya asked.
They entered the corridor of the second floor.
"The sooner you realize who, or should I say what, she is the better," Kira stated as her expression changed from a smile to disgust.
Anya followed her friend's stare and found herself looking at a C-cupped blonde, with the shortest skirt she had ever seen. It looked like all the clothes she had were one size too small.
(A/N: No offense to blondes since I consider myself as one.)
She was practically drooling, looking at Kai who was leaning against the wall across the corridor, opposite to her.
The stare of clear green eyes caught the stare of brown ones. A smirk appeared on the blonde's face and she immediately started whispering something to her friends.
"Just so you know, she got here only because she had money," Kira said, her voice dripping with contempt. "She's an idiot and she is after Kai so beware."
"She really thinks she is something." Anya replied, disgusted.
"You bet. A really nasty bitch with the wrong kind of attitude," Kira stated.
The bell rang and the teacher, Ms. Montana, opened the door to the classroom. She had her black hair tied in a bun behind her head and was wearing a black jacket suit, with a white shirt under it. The heels of her shoes were 10 cm (4 inches).
Kira and Kai sat next to each other, in the front row, on the right side of the classroom where the door was. Right behind them were Rei and Anya, Rei next to the wall behind Kai and Anya behind Kira. In the next desk were Veronica, behind Rei, and Hilary next to her. After them, in the last row, were Max, behind Veronica, and Tyson behind Hilary.
Stacy was in the next line of desks, along with her friends. She was of course in the front row. On her left was a brunette girl, who obviously had a permanent, fake smile on her face. Her name was Heather. She was dressed like Stacy, although more casually, but she still had the same appearance because of her strong make-up. Behind them were two other girls. Another brunette, with shorter hair - Roberta - and another blonde - Lindsey. The two of them shared the same style of clothes and make-up with Stacy and Heather.
There was one empty desk and at the last row there was a girl, who even Kai thought was creepy. She had dark red-violet hair, a wide-bosomed, long skirt, reaching her ankles. It was maroon-red. The blouse she was wearing was midnight-blue. It had a silver star in the front. Nevertheless she looked very much alive because of her eyes. Her eyelashes were incredibly long but there was something else. One of her eyes was lavender colored and the other one purple.
Ms. Montana started by checking that they had done their homework.
"Class, bring me your diskettes," she ordered.
Kira took Kai's, Rei's and Anya's diskettes with her, as Hilary took Veronica's, Max's and Tyson's. They brought them to the teacher.
Anya looked at the line of desks on the other side of the class. The last line of desks was full of boys. Some of them wearing suits, others not. A boy sitting alone in the front caught Anya's attention. He had curly, hazel hair. He looked quite thin, although not as thin as Veronica. At one point Anya could have sworn that he smiled at her when he turned around after giving his diskette to the teacher.
"You may now work by yourselves while the machine checks your answers," Ms. Montana announced.
She put the diskettes into a machine that was connected to her computer.
Kira waited until the teacher was busy with her work and turned back to face Anya.
"So what ya think?" she whispered.
"It's high-tech," Anya said matter-of-factly.
"Of course it is. That's one thing I love about this place," Kira replied.
"Who is the boy with the curly hair?" Anya asked.
"Billy Elsworth. One of the ten best students in the school. He is my protégé; poor guy has brains but no strength. You would be surprised how many morons get in here with money," Kira explained, her stare pointed to the corner of the classroom.
Anya saw three guys that looked like they would do practically anything to you if you pissed them of.
"You have not messed with them, have you?" Anya asked, although she already guessed the answer.
"I had to. They were going to beat the crap out of poor Billy," Kira defended herself.
Kira turned quickly around to face the teacher as she was ready to go through the results of the homework.
"Once again I'm very disappointed at you." Ms. Montana lectured. "There were only two that managed to complete the homework without any flaws. Kai and Kira Hiwatari."
She stopped for a moment to let a suffocating silence land into the class.
"Why is it that only two could do it? I can't understand," she continued and stopped in front of Stacy and Heather. "Miss Springfield, what is the correct answer to the last question?"
"Umm... X is 37." the blonde replied.
"Mister Hiwatari, can you tell me the correct answer?" the teacher asked, moving in front of Kai.
"X is 2." Kai answered shortly.
"Did you hear that? That was the correct answer." Ms. Montana announced. "What are you waiting for? Type it down so you know the right answer."
They had a short break and after that they continued. Ms. Montana taught them some new stuff about equations and they typed it down. At the end of the class they were given new homework. Anya was glad to get out of the classroom and away from the teacher's sight.
"Next is French," Kira stated.
"That must be your kind of subject," Anya pointed out.
"Well, I'm good at everything. The truth is that I and Kai are competing of the prize for the best student," Kira explained.
"So who is going to win?" Anya asked, smirking.
"Kai beat me to it last year but this year it's mine," Kira declared.
"You go girl!" Anya exclaimed.
The French teacher walked to the corridor as the bell rang.
He was a tall man with dark brown hair and a friendly figure.
"Bonjour," he greeted them and opened the door.
The classroom and the seating-order were the same kind as before.
Anya was a little surprised since this teacher wasn't like Ms. Montana. She had automatically assumed that all the teachers were alike. Anya also noticed the fact that Kira and Kai had their hands up every time there was a question to answer. 'Interesting,' she thought as neither of the two siblings answered wrong.
Apparently Kira was telling the truth when they talked about the prize of the best student. There was still a thought that bothered her. Something was telling her that her friend wasn't playing fair. Anya snapped out of her thoughts as Rei shook her and said that it was time to go.
It was noon.
"Lunch! Finally," Tyson exclaimed.
"He is always like that?" Anya asked.
"Unfortunately," Kira replied.
They found two empty tables and split up.
Kai, Rei, Anya and Veronica sat to the first one, as Kira, Hilary, Max and Tyson took the next one.
There was an awkward silence. Anya looked at Veronica and was about to say something to her when she noticed that Veronica was trembling. Suddenly Veronica dropped her fork which landed on the floor with a cling that echoed. Veronica jumped up from her chair and ran away. Anya followed her. She noticed the smirks in Stacy's table.
Anya came to the lobby and got a little confused.
'Where did she go?' she thought.
Her eyes came across the door to the girls' bathroom. She walked in and heard sobbing. She walked to the door that she assumed Veronica was behind and knocked. The sobbing stopped...
"Go away! Leave me alone!" Veronica snapped.
"Kitty please come out," Anya begged.
The lock opened and Veronica came out. Her face was streaked from tears.
"I'm sorry," she mumbled. "I didn't know it was you."
"It's alright. Come here sweetie," Anya said and grabbed her friend to a hug.
She held her for a moment.
"What's upsetting you?" she asked.
"I have music next and Stacy is there too and without Kira it means trouble," Veronica explained.
"You know what?" Anya asked, smiling.
"What?" Veronica responded, looking suspicious.
"I have music too next," Anya stated.
There was a moment of silence. They just stared at each other. Then something happened. Veronica broke into a smile.
"I can't believe this!" she exclaimed in happiness.
"Well believe it anyway," Anya said and smiled even more. "I'm your friend after all and friends help each other."
"I'll owe you," Veronica said.
With that Veronica dried her tears and they walked back to the others. Stacy was about to drop her eyes when she saw Veronica come back smiling widely. Even Kai was a little surprised.
"What did you do?" Rei asked as they sat down.
"Nothing really," Anya replied.
"Liar," Rei stated.
"So I told her I had music too next," Anya said.
"So that was it," Rei said and looked curiously at Veronica.
Soon they separated to their classes.
Anya and Veronica left for music, Kira and Hilary for psychology, Rei for philosophy and Tyson and Max for science & technology with Kai.
Anya said to Veronica that she would come right after her but that she first had to say something to Kira. Veronica went ahead.
(A/N: You should be guessing right about now what's going to happen.)
Veronica made a turn to the right corridor and walked right into Stacy and her little group of friends.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" Stacy asked. "If it isn't the little coward herself."
"I'm not a coward," Veronica said, blushing furiously.
"How about a weakling then?" Stacy continued.
"No," Veronica replied shortly. Her blushing had faded away.
"You have turned into a little bitch after that chat with that slut without any style," Stacy stated.
"Who are you calling a slut?" Anya cut in as she stepped around the corner.
"You," Stacy said. She tried to glare at Anya but failed.
"What did I just hear?" Anya asked sarcastically.
"You heard me," Stacy replied.
"You said I was a slut. Care to explain?" Anya continued and gave Stacy one real glare.
"No," Stacy stated.
"I see," Anya said.
Unfortunately
Stacy didn't see what was coming to her.
A
moment later there was a bright red mark on her face where Anya had
slapped her.
"That'll teach you to mess with me," Anya snapped.
