Juuban High - Day 2
Story by: Elise Haskell and Carrie Rose
Written by: Elise Haskell
Edited by: Elise Haskell
Elise and I-
WAIT ONE BLOODY SECOND CARRIE!!! It's my turn to tell the story!!!
Fine, fine *Carrie leaves grumbling*.
*Clears throat* So Carrie and I were on our second day of school. Now everything was pretty confusing seeing somehow all these really cute anime guys ended up in our school teaching and attending school *drifts off into fantasies*. Um… anyways, so it was the second day of school…
"Hey Elise," Carrie came up to my locker in the morning looking confused.
"What's up?"
"Um… so we're going to different classes today or something? I'm so confused."
"Yeah, we're changing classes back and forth. Today it's English, Gym, History, Career Studies and Civics," I said getting all sad that I wouldn't be with my dream teachers…
"Who do we have for English?"
"A Mr. Barton."
"This should prove to be interesting."
We arrived in class with only a few seconds to spare because I decided to go and find Youji who just happened to have today's schedule the same as us. The three of us then walked over the English (well, me and Youji followed by the disgruntled Carrie walked to English) where we all took a seat and waited for the teacher. After a few seconds of waiting a teacher walked in with gravity defying bangs and sat down silently. He sat and stared; we sat and stared back waiting for something to happen.
Finally Mr. Trowa Barton wrote his name on the board, handed us some books and wrote down the page number. He also wrote down his rules that were around the lines of:
1) Silence MUST be kept or I'll get Heero on you.
2) Do your work and you'll pass.
For the rest of the hour he sat and stared quietly as everyone read except for Youji and I who were playing cards in the back.
After all that the three of us wandered to out next class, Gym. Unfortunately Youji didn't have Gym with us, but I'd get to see him next period. Another unfortunately was that we didn't read the teachers name. We both changed and then walked into Gym; I took a book with me and started to read while Carrie sat next to me and started to talk to me (I nodded every few seconds showing that I was listening, not that I wasn't…). A few minutes later Carrie went quiet. I became concerned because Carrie is usually such and avid talker and rose my head to see Chang Wu Fei standing right in front of me.
"What do you two weak women think you're doing?" The angry justice searching gym teacher said.
"I… uh… uh… uh…" I suddenly found myself lost in his beautiful eyes. I think Carrie said some things to him, and it resulted in more irate yelling from him about someone named 'Onna' and then Carrie slapped me upside the head and we were participating.
I have no talent what so ever in sports. So I kinda stood there as valley-balls randomly hit my head (I had a fucking headache by the end of it all I did!). Of course Wu Fei must have noticed this so he walked (more like charged, bulldozing several of the students) over to Carrie and me and started to yell about how the weak shouldn't be here, and that a weak woman was even worse.
"Get down and give me fifty!"
"Fifty what?" I asked coming out of my trance in his eyes again… what pretty eyes… uh, oh yeah! The story.
"Don't get smart with me onna!"
I looked around attempting to find this Onna character that he talked about so much but couldn't seem to find anyone behind me, so I asked him straight out.
"Who in God's name is Onna? Do you see things or did you read my name wrong-"
"GO TO THE OFFICE YOU INSULENT-"
Carrie and I ran before he could say anything else that would probably scare my frail mind in future references.
We then found ourselves in the office, still in our Gym clothes (this bugged me because I was showing way more skin than I normally do, so of course I was being very self-conscious around all the guys).
"May I ask what you two are here for?" Akane Tendo, the school secretary asked from behind her desk.
"Hey I know you," I started but before I could finish Carrie started to explain that Mr. Chang had gotten upset at us for being weak and what not.
"Well, you must be the tenth person I've seen come down to the office because of his temper," Akane started shaking her head. "He's almost as bad as Ranma…"
Mr. Saotome was crouching on the back of her chair glaring at her.
Akane looked shocked for a second and then glared back at him.
"Stupid macho chick." Ranma said and suddenly Akane pulled out a huge mallet and bashed him over the head.
"What was that for!?" He said now standing.
The pressure was too much and I grabbed the nearest glass of water and threw in on Ranma and began to laugh hysterically. Ranma glared at me and then stomped off to the staff washroom where she would get some hot water.
"The principal will see you now," Akane said.
"Just one question. Where do the mallets come from?" I asked, but before I could get my answer Carrie was pulling me into the office where we both stopped dead in our tracks.
There was Milliardo Peacecraft sitting at a desk in all his glory. His platinum blond hair was all wispy and what not and his eyes started intently and yet kindly in our direction.
"Please take a seat," he said.
Carrie being faster and probably a lot more infatuated with the man than me sat in the only chair and the two began to chat about ways to keep hair in better condition. This was a bit mind boggling and scary for me so I wondered off.
I soon found myself outside the staff washroom where I saw the now man Ranma and Ryoga in a fight, I guess Ryoga had been lost in the bathroom all night and when Ranma went in there the two saw each other and started fighting, makes sense. Once again I found myself in a sense of uncontrollability and ran for the nearest fountain where I filled up a water bottle. I then ran back and sprayed the two in mid fight.
"It never loses its touch," I said almost crying, hours of fun could be provided as long as there were hot and cold-water fountains near by.
P-Chan then ran and found himself in Akane's lap smiling and cuddling up, Ranma glared at him from a dark corner.
Finally it was lunch and I grabbed Carrie mid-shampoo discussion with Principal Peacecraft and we went to the caf. As we entered we were shocked by the sudden lack of lunch tables.
"Dear me…" Carrie said. "Goku ate them all…"
Holding back giggling fits we ran swiftly through the caf (being careful to avoid Lunch Lady Une) and bought our fries. Outside we bumped into Youji again and sat down for lunch. Every time I tried to unbutton my King shirt (I had a black shirt underneath) or tried to put on my jacket, VP Chichiri showed up and warned me that I could get in trouble. On one occasion Carrie couldn't handle the cuteness and began to smother the poor thing with hugs. Luckily he used his magic and disappeared, Carrie was a bit sad until I announced something to her.
"Our next class is History."
"And what's your point?"
"It says here our teacher is Mr. Briefs."
Carrie's eyes glazed over and she fell back against the wall giggling and twitching, Youji and I stared at her oddly for the rest of lunch. When the bell rang, Carrie ran off (it was like she suddenly disappeared, the speed of that woman…) to History class. Youji and I arrived to find her clung on to his leg like a lost puppy.
Trunks Briefs was looking at her very nervously and for the entire hour he tried to wrestle her off his leg, even when he turned super-saiyan and blasted her she stayed clung. It was quite amusing to say the least. Youji and me tried to help him out feeling sorry for him and all, but nothing worked.
Finally the bell rung and he managed to get her off after Trunks promised to go on a date with her, so it was off to Career Studies and Civics (one periods split in to two classes each a half hour long).
We got there only to find Quatre Raberba Winner giving a speech on how war is evil and peace should be made (we were late so we missed his rules and the beginning of the speech). The only person who was really paying attention to him was some guy named Ravi. Me and Youji went to a dark corner… and um… played cards, while Carrie sat in a daze thinking about what she would wear on her date with Trunks and weather or not his father would but in).
So after half an hour Quatre left and a man in a large black cloak walked into the room with a teardrop painted under his right eye. I immediately pulled away from Youji recognizing my Gothic Angel.
I sat all nicely in the canter front row beside Carrie (still dazed). As he talked about the importance of family matters, I think, I sort of droned out wondering how beautiful his wings were under that cloak… Um… so anyway.
The end bell rang snapping both Carrie and me out of our dazes and we both half floated, half walked back to our lockers. Youji went his way and Carrie and I started the walk home, we could barely wait until tomorrow.