(I've got to stop writing so much; I just can't help it! And yes, Servo, strange how Henry would have a wife and son, but I couldn't exactly think of another character, and it works with the story. By the way, where did you come up with your Penname? Is it from that slightly old television show, 'Super Human Samurai'?)

The Extremely Crappy Days at Ashfield High:

Chappy Three: Mr. Wells and a Nice Lunch… Sure, Whatever!

"Stupid rain…" Joshua murmured as he walked through the halls of Ashfield High School. The rain had been continuously coming down since the previous morning, and it did nothing Joshua but get him wet. Plus, he thought he was acquiring a cold!

As always, a numerous amount of students were chatting away about how paint dried. They were like vermin, and our teenage friend had the extreme urge to kill all of them, and he would've, had it not been for the fact that it was a sin, he would be sent to court, and he would be considered a cruel, heartless beast.

Anyway, Joshua turned a corner and headed for a room at the end of the hall. "Thank God for B- Days…" he thought while walking.

You see, A- Day means first period with Ms. Cheryl Mason, and her cold demeanor seemed to have gotten more frigid since ninth grade. He shuddered. From what he generalized, he wasn't her target for this year; poor Christian would have to endure that. Joshua sighed. Oh, the hell that was English class…

He entered Room #203 silently, examining his surroundings. Only five students were present; they were all sitting cross- legged on the black carpeted floor; the windows were covered with black tapestry; a small table, adorned with several books and a candle, was at the front of the classroom.

"The… hell…?" Joshua muttered before slowly walking closer to the center of the room. The five in the room glanced at him as he moved, and he noticed writing on the board:

All students please sit down on the floor; place your backpacks and belongings against the wall.

Joshua read this sentence to himself before letting go of his backpack and dropping it beside everyone else's. He then sat down behind a slim guy with large spectacles. He tapped this shoulder.

"Hey, where's the teacher?"

"What…? Oh, he isn't here yet…"

As he said that, the door closed suddenly. A man wearing a long, black coat walked speedily to the front of the room, his seemingly long, blonde hair tied back into a ponytail.

He turned to the class, eyeing them all strangely. He smiled slowly, nodding.

Joshua felt a pang in his chest as he looked into the man's eyes, but the feeling dissipated when the man began to speak.

"Well, is this all my class? Hmm… no matter… Anyway, I am Mr. Sydney Wells, your Mathematics teacher. Now, you may be wondering why I have you all sitting down on the floor, but it's quite simple, really. I just felt, as it is my first day ever as a teacher, I should get to know my students, don't you think?"

The nerd Joshua spoke too raised his hand. "Yes?"

"Sir, will we be sitting like this all the time?"

"We might be…"

"Oh…"

Mr. Wells glanced around the room quickly before taking a seat before the table and removing his coat. "Well then, who'd like to start us off?"

Joshua sighed as he dropped the money into the cashier's hand before walking off towards the lunch tables. Holding his Styrofoam tray, he sat at the nearest table and inspected his food. "Stupid food… I forgot to bring lunch!"

"Hey, Josh, how were your first two periods?" asked Christian while sitting down across from him. "Oh, they were fine; turns out I had Mr. Well's class; the new Math teacher."

"I see… how was he?"

"A little weird, but he had called my house yesterday; didn't even ask if I had told my dad, which I didn't…"

"About what?"

"He wanted to buy a few pictures my dad had taken. He sounded a little weird, as if he had known my dad, but I never knew about him."

Christian shrugged. "There he is now…" he stated while nodding his head towards the figure of Mr. Wells walking towards a table with the other teachers. They both continued looking at him as he sat down across from Ms. Mason and a Science teacher, Mrs. Lockhart.

Joshua's gaze drifted a little, falling on a girl sitting alone to the side. "Hey, isn't that the girl from Art?" he inquired. Christian looked towards her as well. "Oh yeah, she said her name was Nicole Sunderland…"

"I think… I'm in love…"

"What…? Josh, that's-,"

"Hold on, I'll be right back," he replied before standing and walking to the girl's table and sitting down. "Hi," he said, causing Nicole to look up at him.

"Oh, hello…"

"I was, uh, one of the guys sitting at your table in Art yesterday; Joshua Townsend…"

"Oh yeah, I remember now."

"Um… So I see you like pudding…?" he commented, addressing the banana pudding in the right corner of her tray.

"Well, I suppose I do."

"You know… I like… uh, I, um, uh…"

"What?"

"He likes banana pudding too," said Christian as he walked over. Joshua glanced at him for a second before nodding. "Y-Yeah…"

Nicole thought for a moment, before remarking, "That's… nice…"

Suddenly though, Joshua froze. His body stopped moving, his eyes locked on a single thing outside. Beyond a window, on the soaked grass, a puppy sat, its wide, clear eyes staring back at him.

"No… no… Not again, not again!" he yelled before standing and running out of the cafeteria.

Almost everyone inside had been alerted by his voice, and were now staring at him running out of the room.

"What… What was that?" Nicole asked as Christian sat down. "I have no idea… Well, he should be fine… I think…"

Henry sighed as he glanced at his speedometer. "I thought this, 'puppy', was gone, Josh? Wasn't it?"

His son thought for a moment while leaning back in the leather passenger seat. "I thought it was gone, too, Dad, but it came back! I… I can't explain it!"

"Well, it is strange; Ms. Hopkins was sure you were fine…"

"Yeah, but I noticed something after Ms. Niles spoke to me; the puppy started appearing when I first had classes with Ms. Mason, and then it stopped coming after the school year ended. And then, today, it showed up again, the same day I started having classes with Mr. Wells…"

Henry glanced out the window. "I saw that piece of paper with his information. What did he want, anyway?"

"He wanted to buy some photography…"

It was then that Joshua noticed the puppy laying on a bench as the car passed by…