/Conclusion: Psychotic./
/Time for Espanol/
"Hola Senor!" you shouted as you waltzed into the class room, this was the most boring class of the day, so you wanted to start it off fun.
"Hola! Is this your amigo?" Senor Pringles asked you, he pointed at Hiei-a, and you nodded your head. He looked down at Hiei-a and asked, "Como te llamas?"
/What did he say, onna/
/What is your llama/
"I don't own a llama, and you don't have proper English," Hiei said simply, you just couldn't help but giggle.
"No, 'Como te llamas?'" teh teacher asked again.
"I don't have a llama, so get off of it."
"Como te llamas?"
"I DON'T OWN A LLAMA, YOU LAMMA OBSESSED FREAK! HOW 'BOUT WE GET YOU A STUPID BRAIN SO YOU CAN UNDERSTAND WHEN I SAY 'I DON'T OWN A LLAMA!" Hiei shouted, you burst out in laugter, this class was going disastrously wrong, no doubt about it.
"I apologize about my friend, Hiea doesn't really understand Spanish that well, I think she might have thought you said 'Where is you llama?'" you explained.
/If that wasn't what he said, what was it he really said, onna/
/What is your name, but it was funny to watch you yell at Senor./
/Hn. I'm going to French./
And Hie walked off, you could feel that he was still in your brain, so you couldn't accuse him of abandoning his job.
"Where's she going?" asked your teacher.
"French," you said simply and took your seat, pulling out your book, hmming 'Feliz Navidad.'
/Onna, who is this annoying person who keeps talking about France/ Hiei asked suddenly/Everyone in this class seems to hate her./
/Oh, that's Amelie. She's in my grade, but obsessed with France, not too much to say about that./
/Oh, and why does this teacher force us to sing/
/Because she thinks it's fun, just mouth the words./
/I can't mouth the words if I don't even know the language I'm singing in./
/What song is it/
/Chaaaaaampsss Elysis./
/Oh, Champs Elysees./ You replied, pronouncing the name in flawless French. You then began to sing the song/Je m'baladais sur l'avenue, le coeur ouvert a l'inconnu. J'acais envie de dire bonjour a n'importe qui. N'importe qui et ce fut toi, je t'ai dit n'importe quoi, Il suffisait de te parler, pour t'apprivoiser. Aux Champs-elysees, aux champs-elysees. Au soleil, sous la pluie, a midi ou a minuit, Il y a tout ce que vous voulez aux champs-elysees. Tu m'as dit "J'ai rendez-vous dans un sous-sol acec des fous. Qui vivent la guitare a lamain, du sour au matin" Alors je t'ai accompagne, on a chante, on a danse. Et l'on n'a meme pas pense-- a s'embrasser. Aux Champs-elysees, aux champs-elysees. Au soleil, sous la pluie, a midi ou a minuit, Il y a tout ce que vous voulez aux champs-elysees./
/You are a terrible think-singer./ Hiei insulted.
/Oh, thank you/ you knew that somewhere deep down, that must've been a compliment... you hoped.
You realized soon enough, that while you wer singin French songs, you were playing AROUND THE WORLD (no own) in Spanish, you had recently ealized taht you sucked at addition approximately as much as you sucked at subtraction, and the problem was one that you had particular problems with.
/Hiei, what's 7+3/
/10. Why/
/I don't know it./
/YOU DON'T KNOW IT? YOUR IN HIGH SCHOOL AND YOU DON'T KNOW YOUR ADDITION TABLES! WHAT TYPE OF CRAZINESS IS THAT/
/Not too much crazines, just a little strange is all./
/Onna, you are very strange. Why do you have to take foreign languages anyways? It's not liek you have troubles with the Englis language as is./
/So, we can speak to specimens who speak languages other than English, like you Hiei./
/Onna, shut up while your ahead... or behind./
/Why are you even stalking me today/
/The talking toddler told me to./
/Why/
/I don't know, should I know/
/Of course you should/
/Shut up, or I'll be forced to kill you.
/Maybe taht's why, someone's out to kill me./
/I don't know wy, okay/
/You know, my dad sends me a letter every year on this day telling me to take caer of myseelf, I never knew why... I don't kkow his name, now that I think about it./
/Who's/
/My dad's./
/Oh./
/Hmmm... I am soo bored, this class is sooo boring/
/So is this one./
/French is actually very interesting, I wish I was still in it./
/Well, why don't you just change classes/
/Because I'm cheap and it costs money, money I don't have (A/N: you are 14 and don't have a job.) Plus, Spanish is an easy 'A' for me, I always watch novellas./
/Hn./
/Algebra is the same, an easy 'A' I took it last year, I decided o take it over, I do my homework in class, ace teh tests, answer the questions, it's very nice./
/Hn./
/Bio's fun, but it's kind of like a health class meets Ecology, so I'm kind of stuck learning stuff alike in both classes sometimes./
/So, we'll learn about 'anatomies' again/
/No guaranteeing.I can't wait for next class thoug, it's always a blast, Theology./
/What do we do in this 'theology'/
/It's a fancy word for religion, so we learn about the Catholic Religion, not very fair to the Jewish students, but I guess that's what you get when you go to a Catholic Dominican School./
/Hn./
"Have a good day, class," the teacher said in your class.
/I'M FREE/
/This evil teacher isn't letting us out./
/Just tell her, she alwast lost track of time./
/I'm just gonna leave./
And with that said, you suddenly found Hiei standing at your side.
END CHAPTER. Yeah, next chapter we really won't go over the Catholic Religion, it;s more going over the ideas of HEaven, Hell, and Earth... or as Hiei puts it, the Spirit World, Demon World, and Human World. To hear more arguing than what you hear from Akuzmi on a good da in that class, wait for next chapter. (Trust me, there's usually a lot of arguing, about Evolution v. Creation, it's tres amusant!) Excuse my French So, until next time, have a super fantabulous day.
(Fantabulous is a real word, look it up.)
Oh, and I have a random joke for you that I love, share it with your friends, because I see you as mine.
'One day a panda walked into a bar and got something to eat, once he was done eating he got out of his seat and walked out of the ba, but before leaing he shot his un in the air. The bartender walked up to the pnada adn asked "what was that for?" and the panda replied by saying, "it's in the encyclopedia, look it up." So that night, the bartender went home, pulled out the 'P' volume of the encyclopedia adn read next to 'panda,' "Eats shoots and leaves."'
Maybe I should add jokes as a little etra, tell me if you like it or not, cuz I gots plenty more where that came from.