Disclaimer: I don't own Katrina Kon, for she is merely a fictional character of my imagination. I also don't own Yu Yu Hakusho or any of the characters either. I only claim onto the storyline.
Chapter 2: ShizuruSo, here I am, in my lovely little hat. Once again, I have brought myself back to earth. I may be a Bad Student, at least by Spinach-Jelly's standards, but I am still expected to pay attention. Man, this class bores me, even worse than my American schoolteachers. I guess it's just because the Japanese have quite the weird language, as weird as English grammar, and I'm not used to Japanese grammar. I also know that my mom did not translate the name right. It's only the Jun Boarding school, because why would Yusi or whatever be in a ladies boarding school?
I never wanted to go to a class for Japanese. The only reason I ever felt compelled to learn it was because of my dad. He always tried to speak well of the U.S., but I know he was never really happy there. I was four when he died, so he had to do it a lot for me to remember it.
On a more negative note, the symbols are retarded. Why do we need so many thousands of lines just for one character that means the syllable "th?" How could my dad have preffered Jap school to U.S. schools? It is insane, how much school Japs live through. 180 is bad enough, but 256 days? When is it enough? I really pity these poor brainwashed people.
As you can see, I am NOT in a very good mood. Number 1, the dunce cap is itching the crap out of me, and number 2, I am so through with this class. Just one more frickin' person...one more...then I can die in peace.
"Yukimura Keiko!"
Keiko walks up. I know her from a previous class. She has dark brown hair and eyes, and she was the one Yusi was talking to during my presentation.She is a total brain, and her projects are always flawless, or so I am told. It is so unnerving.
Her project is on the Shinsengumi, same as Miyuko's (was mine the only paper on something else?), only it is much better than Miyuko's. I can see Miyuko glaring at her with a passion.
She catches me staring at her, and she frowns at me. I smile, and then I start to pantomime Keiko. My parody is so ridiculous that she starts laughing out loud. Keiko stops talking about Sagara whoever and glares at us.
I smile, encouraged by Miyuko.
I put on several more annoying antics, including swooning fits, mock-jabbering, and even pointing my finger at Keiko and laughing silently. (I wouldn't normally do this to anyone, but if it means making a friend...as you can see, I'm desperate.)
Keiko goes sliightly red at Miyuko's laughter, finishes her closing pararaph quickly, and hands in her paper. She sits down, still blushing.
Finally, the teacher says the two best words in all of the languages. "Class dismissed."
"YES!" I say, loud enough so other people hear, and look at me funny. I don't care. I'm going to my next class: Math. At least there I like the subject. I maybe in only an average class, but at least I understand it.
In the hall, I don't talk to Miyuko. That was a sort of we-were-both-really-bored-so-we-decided-to-join-forces kind of friendship. Nothing substancial. It was fun, though, although I admit, I feel a little bad about what I did to Keiko. She seems all right, or at least better than what I gave her.
And by some cruel twist of fate, she's coming up behind me.
As I walk down the hall to avoid her and her obvious anger, I bump into a tall girl with light brown hair and eyes. She is followed by some of the most built girls I have ever seen in my life. She and her friends are at least 6 feet tall.
"Sorry." I mutter, and brush past her.
She grabs my arm to stop my hasty escape. "Why did you do that?" She sneers loudly, as if to drive across a point.
"Cause I didn't look where I was going, duh. If you'll excuse me..."
"Forget it. Who do you think you are?"
"Um, a girl who was trying to find the best way around your fat ass."
Her mouth drops open and her hold on my arm increases in pressure. Several people watch, others laugh hysterically at my comment.
I hear someone behind me laugh. It's Keiko. She seemed to have loved my comeback too.
"Let go, you fat freak!"
"Take it back!" She says, her volumeincreasing.The hall has turned to watch. Yusi has stopped his gum mid-bubble, so it looks like he's chewing a sky blue balloon.
"In your dreams, bigass! Let go!"
She growls, lifts me easily still by my arm, and throws me backwards with impressive force. I feel a sinking sensation. Isn't Keiko directly behind me? So shouldn't I...
Hit her.
In a rapid flying moment, I see that it is indeed Keiko. We seem to be falling in slow mo, me in front her. I can feel her hair tickling my ear.
When I hit, it isn't as bad as I thought it would be. In fact, I catch a blue flash from beneath me. It must be the stars in my eyes. I don't feel smashing bones. It turns out that I have only landed on Keiko's stomach.Only.
I gasp, stand, and help her up. She seems to be stunned, and is massaging her back, but she seems mostly all right.
What really calls me back to Earth is the sound of Her jeering.
And a teacher is arriving on the scene, probably noticed all the noise.
"What is going on here?"
"Um, ah..." Her begins.
"Nothing." I say clearly. The teacher swings around, looks at me, and sizes me up. Finally, she nods and walks back in her room.
I think of something better and safer than rolling Her fat head into the ground. I just insult Her in any way possible, only in Eng instead of Jap. Comments such as ugly, or fat, or an escaped lab experiment fly from my mouth. Well, anyway, Her turns a crimson red. Her can't insult me back because I spoke in English and Her really cannot understand it, though my tone implied that I was not saying extremely kind things. You can't make a comeback if you don't know what the other person said.
So, the best thing Her comes up with is a death glare that would make my mom proud, and Her stalks off. I feel so uplifted...
I try to look Keiko in the eyes and fail. "Well, then, um, are you okay?"
She looks at me angrily. "And you care why?"
I cringe. I deserved that. "Sorry about that, Keiko. I guess I just got carried away. I was pissed at the class, and..." I trail off awkwardly.
She looks at me again, in a searching way, and then she abruptly smiles. "Okay, those were some nice insults. 'Escaped lab experiment,' I should remember that..."
"You really think so? But who was that girl?"
"Her name is Shizuru Kuwabara. She's pretty weird. Just recently she turned really horrible like that. I don't know why..." She doesn't meet my eyes at the las question. But I don't care how she knows what's eating Shizuru and it's none of my business.
But I will make Shizuru go down. Hard.
(After 6th period)
But I haven't seen the last of Shizzy (my evil little nickname for her) just like she hasn't seen the last of me.
This ugly excuse for a girl spreads this rumor that travels like wildfire about me being a crazed slut, and weirdly, everyone believes her. I think they're all too afraid to even think of contradicting her. Now no one wants to go anywhere near me. If that weren't enough, to top it all off she goes and steals all my pencils. I don't know when she did it. I guess when I was talking to Keiko in the hallway she took them out or something. I am finding out pencils are like currency in this school, so I really need a lock for my pencil case soon. Normally, I would have just brushed it off uncaringly, but she seems to be using them, not as writing utensils, but as ammunition to viciously poke me when she gets within 2 feet of me. Other times she merely throws them at me, so walking through the hallway becomes a test of my skills at dodging mini javelins.Put it this way: my skills need work(OUUUCH).
Again, Shizuru will be going down
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I still don't know how I survived my first day here, between pencils and Spinach-Jelly, but I did. Hooray.
But I'm probably being unfair. Not all of the teachers and kids here are bad. Mrs. Yukimura (Keiko's mom) teaches Japanese history and her classes are pretty fun. Then there is Miyoko Fennko, the girl that I mimed for in Japanese class, and she is known simply as Mie. She's pretty shy, and I think I'm her only friend. It is kinda fun talking to her.At least she doesn't believe the rumors. The same goes for Keiko, although she is second to Mie. Keiko and Mie get along about as well as cat and dog, Keiko playing the dog.
Once I tried talking to Mie about revenge on Shizzy, but this girl is a total coward. She would not even hear of revenge on anyone. Looks like I am gonna have to plan my revenge alone. A depressing thought. Back in the States, a girl named Lizzie/Kate Benns (she changed her name depending on her mood) would help me out in my dangerous schemes. I miss the help. She was really fun to talk to and plan revenge with. I guess I won't get the same result with Mie. And I never have the chance to talk to Keiko much. She's always reading or studying like mad. So that's where those grades come from...maybe I should try tudying sometime...
The overall dormitory isn't so bad either. Keiko showed me here a while ago. It is split into two parts, and both have squashy chairs and beds and a few tables. I am with Mie and Keiko directly, just because we got here first and naturally we chose our beds first. In the other room is a flirt named Nabiki Tendo. Nabiki sells out her friends by giving their lovers pictures of them for money. Also in Nabiki's room are Kanerusa and Flomiki (Flo). They are best friends. Kanerusa is tomboyish, as in liking and excellent at all sports, whereasFlo is the biggest ditz you will ever meet, athletically inept and the type that wears makeup to the pool. Don't ask me why they are best friends.
Now, for the bad thing...
Shizzy won't know what hit her. I just have to think of what to hit her with...
A/N To any other reviewers who are confused, I changed this chapter by a lot, so don't think ff did something funny or anything. In the old chapter, Katrina met Mie in the dorm at random and they liked each other and the same with Keiko, and Shizuru only insulted Katrina verbally. Now, you all know I couldn't let that go right?