Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh, or the iPod, and Good Charlotte is a band I hope you've heard of. I wrote this story.
Nurya sat at a desk in advisory surrounded by vacant seats. She quickly finished her homework from last period when everyone else entered the classroom, setting it on the floor as Archer took the desk next to her.
"So, what's up?"
"The ceiling."
"You don't say?" He glanced up sarcastically as if checking to see if it was true.
Nurya searched in her pocket to find the iPod. She threw an earphone at Archer and stuck the other in her ear. Advisory was usually for one of three things: Homework, which she no longer had, reading, or socializing.
She was not at all popular among the other students, and she had decided a long time ago that she liked that. She scrolled down the playlist- until finding Good Charlotte. She leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes, humming softly.
Since her music was turned up loud, she didn't quite hear her teacher talking.
"Class, we have some new students from out of the country-"
Whispering starts.
The teacher stood for a moment, glaring around the classroom.
Whispering stops.
"Now, I know this is very exciting to you, but I expect you to be the good little students I know you can be. I didn't choose to teach preschoolers."
She paused for a moment, as if considering something.
"If I hear a sound come out of anyone of you, then I'll see you in Saturday school."
The teacher left to the hallway. The room was completely silent while she was gone.
Nurya was confused at the sudden change of volume around her, but she didn't open her eyes. Then she felt someone shove her.
"Nurya!" Archer whispered, trying to get her attention. He shoved her again, "Nurya!" He yanked the earphone.
"Ouch!" she hissed. Archer gestured to the front of the classroom.
She looked up for a split second to say she had, and then did a double take. There were three, and the first two looked fine…but the third was a sight to behold.
His hair stood at least a foot above his head and the pretty abnormal as well.
Nurya turned her attention to a book. She could hear some of the others choking back laughs.
"Class, this is Seto, Joey, and Yugi. They're staying in America and they'll be going to school here."
The announcements came on and the teacher shushed the class. The new students took their seats, the empty ones around Nurya and Archer, and the class fell silent.
Well, they found out the basketball team had won their most recent game, the band students were going to go play at the elementary school across the street, and the school dance was quickly approaching.
Seto leaned back in his chair, and mumbled quietly to himself, "Irony bites."