Yahoo, an update. Finally. Between soccer and studying for the SAT (well, maybe not the SAT...) I've been having trouble slipping in opportunities to update. Thanks to all my friendly reviewers, since I don't think I've had one that said "liek, OMG, stop riting, u suk!1!" yet. I was going to go commit hara-kiri after English class Wednesday after being forced to read Ernest Hemingway's "masterpiece" The Hills Like White Elephants, or whatever it's called, but I spared myself by remembering you. Also, I'm allergic to pain, so suicide is out of the question.
I'll get to the point now...
Warnings: OOCness, female Chazz, dub names, JadenXChazz. :O
Disclaimer: I don't own GX... that one guy does. Yeah, you know who I'm talking about, foo'.
Chapter 3: Violence
From the private journal of Chazz Princeton-
I hate life. It's like a field of poppies, it looks lovely then you get tired of it. Ha. Get it, "tired" of it? Poppies, get it? Like in the "Wizard of Oz"? Come on, Chazz, that was funny! Wait, I must write that down somewhere, it was quite clever. Hold on...
Thankfully, no one will ever get a hold of this diary. Journal. Argh, I'm thinking like a girl! Anyway, back to my ramblings on life.
Life's something much like an illusion. I used to feel that I was really the only living person, and that everyone else was a figment of my imagination. I realize now that I was very, very wrong.
I would never create such idiocy.
So I was sitting in my chair earlier after Banner left, and I realized, ever since I came to this school, every single day of my life has been worse than the day before it. So that means that every single day that I'm alive, that's the worst day of my life.
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Chazz was slumbering peacefully by the next morning. He wasn't wearing much, just a revealing nightshirt that Atticus had swiped from Alexis, but he was comfortable, at least. The sun shone brightly through the small window of his small Slifer Red dorm room. It was a beautiful morning. If Chazz had been the kind of guy to start singing, he might have started singing that one song from Oklahoma! that talked about how it was a beautiful morning.Or was it in My Fair Lady? Oh well, no one is likely to care. Anyway.
Chazz slowly opened his eyes wider. He became aware that someone was watching him. Sure enough, sitting cross-legged at the end of his bed, was Jaden.
"HOLY MOTHER OF-" Chazz yelped before Jaden grinned goofily.
"Hiya, Cassandra. No wait." He screwed up his eyes in thought. "Charlene, that's right!" His grin became wider. "How are you today?"
Chazz jerked his sheets closer to his body as he struggled to sit up. "Do you often make a habit of sneaking into girls' dorm rooms to watch them sleep?" he demanded.
Jaden shrugged. "No, since we don't have any girls here. I figure you'll be moving up to Ra Yellow as soon as you can. You know, so you can get away from the Slifer slackers..." His voice trailed, and Chazz couldn't help but feel even the tiniest bit apologetic for being so rude to them. But that feeling was quickly replaced with a murderous feeling by the events that followed.
Jaden tried to climb off Chazz's bed. His foot was caught on Chazz's sheet, and the whole sheet came off Chazz's scantily clad body. Shrieking in surprise, Chazz grabbed at the sheet, but to no avail. Jaden tumbled forward and landed clumsily on Chazz's body. Jaden's face was mere millimeters from Chazz's new breasts.
Flushing crimson, Jaden jumped off Chazz, off the bed, backed away slowly, averted his eyes, and mumbled incoherent apologies. Chazz was too busy wrapping the sheet back around his body as tightly as he possibly could to notice. There wasn't much of a point to this, seeing as how Jaden had already seen more than the boy would probably ever see in his entire life to come.
"You... you..." Chazz struggled for an insult, one that would portray his feelings toward the Slifer slacker. He couldn't think of a word strong enough, so he settled for screaming like a banshee.
"HOW DARE YOU?" Chazz shrieked. "GET OUT OF MY ROOM BEFORE I MURDER YOU WITH MY OWN TWO HANDS!"
Quickly, Jaden rushed out of the room and closed the door, leaving Chazz to fume.
How DARE he? Why the hell did he come into my room? HOW the hell did he come into my room? Wasn't my door lock-
No. He'd forgotten to lock it after Banner had left. That explained how Jaden had come in. But didn't Banner keep an eye on the dorms to keep this sort of thing from happening?
No, said the smug voice in his head. Banner's human, y'know. He sleeps too. Plus, you're the only Slifer girl in this whole school. Guess girls are too good for the Slifers to pass up, eh Chazzy?
YOU can shut up, Chazz told the voice. I call the shots here, you idiot.
Who's the idiot? the voice challenged. I'm not the one arguing with my conscience.
Chazz couldn't really think of anything to say to this, so he stopped his debate. Glancing wearily at his alarm clock, he realized he should get ready for his "first" day of class. He just didn't want to see Jaden again, he might have to murder the slacker. Reluctantly, he shoved on the uniform, jerked at the skirt in disgust, and glared at his reflection in the mirror again. His hair was frizzy and unmanageable, he decided. He picked up a handful, shrugged, and tossed it behind his head. No one would care, right? Seriously, it's just hair. Why waste time messing with a bunch of dead skin cells anyway?
He walked out of the dorm without another thought and headed toward the Slifer commons. Then he froze. That Slifer slacker will probably be there, all excited about his first experience with a girl, how wonderful. I guess I'll just STARVE to death or something.
His stomach refused this proposition with incessant growling.
"All right, FINE! If I feed you, will you be HAPPY?" he yelled, flinging his arms wildly and earning him some strange glances from some passing Slifers.
Still fuming, Chazz stormed off toward the commons. Once he reached the commons, he peered inside to check whether the coast was clear. He saw Chumley and Syrus, but Jaden was nowhere in sight.
Breathing a sigh of relief, Chazz grabbed some food, shoveled it down, belched loudly, and walked out before many people even realized he was there.
Well, now it's on to class, Chazz thought grumpily. This is going to be awkward, Jaden can't blow off class . Crowler would have him in detention until he was forty. No, I just have to sit away from-
Damn, I have to sit near him, the only open seat is "Chazz's" seat. WTFudge? Okay, okay... think of it this way. If I just ignore him, he won't bother me. Well, no, it won't happen, he never leaves me alone. Screw it, I'm just going to skive class myself-
"Are you Charlene... Charlene... The new girl?"
Chazz spun around. It was Dr. Crowler. 'Wonderful.' "Yeah, I'm Charlene..." he paused. What was his last name again? "...Parkins."
Crowler gave him a suspicious once-over. "You look like one of my students. Chazz Princeton. Except, you're clearly not him, since you're a female and Chazz is a male, but still..."
Chazz grimaced. "No, I'm not Chazz. Nope. Not ever, not in a bajillion years, zilch-o. Plus, I'm positive that this Chazz of which you speak is an incredibly sexy man who would only get a sex change if he were kidnapped and operated on while he was unconscious."
Crowler nodded, completely missing the dry sarcasm. "Yes. Of course." He frowned at the new girl. "I take it you want to move up out of the Jaden Yuki-filled Slifer dorms?"
Chazz started. "Er, yeah. How'd-"
"You were mumbling something about killing him," Crowler said dismissively. "Nothing new, frankly."
"Oh."
"I really wouldn't mind if you killed him," Crowler added helpfully. "I wouldn't tell anyone."
"Er-"
"And if you do, please use a large weapon," Crowler continued. "Preferably something sharp."
"I-"
"Take out his voice box first," Crowler rambled, clearly on a roll.
"But-"
"He's really got a very irritating voice. And when he gets started, he never-"
"SIR!" Chazz all but yelled. "I was going to ask where my first class was!"
Crowler stopped in the middle of his sentence. "Oh, right... this way. You have Professor Banner first, with... erm... some sort of chemistry class." He scowled at the thought of such a plainly useless class being taught at a dueling school, of all things.
"Ah, you know, I think I'll just follow them," Chazz said, pointing at Chumley and Syrus, who were walking by. 'Still no Jaden. Huh. Not like him to mope,' Chazz thought, frowning slightly. "See you later, Dr. Crowler."
Crowler watched the new girl walk off, with clearly no intent of following Huffington and Truesdale. 'There's something fishy about her,' Crowler thought, narrowing his eyes. 'I just can't place my finger on it...'
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Chazz nearly dozed off as Professor Banner went on and on about alchemy and how you need to learn chemical properties before attempting to do alchemy, due to "equivalent exchange," which really didn't make sense because equivalent exchange is a Fullmetal Alchemist thing, therefore it had no bearing on that particular universe anyway. To get to the point, Jaden still hadn't shown up to class, which was surprising. Banner would surely be pissed - Jaden was, after all, in his dorm.
"Maybe Charlene can demonstrate," Banner said loudly, jerking Chazz out of his stupor.
"Maybe I can do what now?" Chazz asked wildly. He distinctly heard an Obelisk mutter something about "damn new Slifer slacker," and found that he really wanted to murder the individual. He also wanted to murder Jaden and Atticus - especially Atticus - but that's beside the point. You see, it was that moment that Chazz cared about, not the past or the future. He really wanted to murder right then. And God help him, he would murder.
So it came as a bit of a shock to the class when the new girl turned around and socked the offending Obelisk in the jaw. Chazz grabbed a pen off his desk and shoved it into the Obelisk's wrist. The Obelisk screamed, giving Chazz a very satisfied feeling. Naturally, Chazz pressed harder.
"Charlene."
Chazz stopped. Professor Banner was now standing right behind him, his hand on Chazz's shoulder.
"Get your hand off me," Chazz snarled through his teeth.
"That's no way to make friends," Banner said, ignoring Chazz completely and leaving his hand on its resting place. "Pull the pen out of him, now."
"I don't need any friends." With these words, Chazz slapped Banner's hand off his shoulder and began to stomp out of the room.
"Where are you going, Charlene?" Banner called. "Class isn't over yet."
"I'm going to beat the shit out of Atticus Rhodes."
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Atticus Rhodes was taking notes in his art class. Yes, that was odd enough. Seriously, WHO takes NOTES in ART class? Well, clearly it is Atticus Rhodes.
Anyway, there he was, taking notes in Art class, and who should burst into the room than Chazz Princeton. Actually, everyone else believed he was Charlene Parkins.
"What are you doing here?" Atticus asked, raising an eyebrow.
"YOU MORON! JADEN YUKI IS HITTING ON ME!"
There was a stunned silence as the Ra Yellow teacher shifted uncomfortably in his seat. There were the snickers of various Ras and Obelisks throughout the room.
"Ah, one question," Atticus said. "How do you know he's hitting on you?"
"He snuck into my room this morning to watch me sleep," Chazz hissed.
"That's kind of creepy," Atticus remarked as if he were commenting on the weather.
"You think?"
"Um, Atticus and... er... Charlene," the Ra teacher called out from his seat at the front of the room. "We're having class, so your love lives will have to be taken to the-"
"I DON'T HAVE A LOVE LIFE!" Chazz screamed.
"He's discussing the possibility of Jaden Yuki being a stalker of some sort," Atticus explained to the teacher.
"Not in class, I ask you," the teacher said. "Regardless of how intriguing it may be- hey, wait. Did you say Jaden Yuki might be a stalker?"
The whole class became interested.
Chazz scowled. "Never mind. You-" he glared at Atticus- "I'll see you later. And if you tell another soul, I'll murder you."
Chazz stormed back out of the room.
Grinning, Atticus turned to one of his amigos. "What's eating her, eh?"
---To be continued---
Again, sorry for the delay. My excuse is that I was deathly ill. (Actually, I was watching Fullmetal Alchemist, which is almost as froody as me. :O)
Also, I was lazy. So... yeah, add the two together. I'll try and update sooner next time. Blegh. xP