Terry strolled over to Atem's desk without any hesitation, carefully setting her books onto it as she looked at the troublesome duo in the eyes. A scowl was pursed on Anzu's glossy lips as a low snarl came from Kyohei.

Who the fuck does she think she is? Looking at us like that, bitch needs to learn her place. If looks killed, Terry would be buried in a shallow and careless grave with her body unidentifiable. As she turned to take her seat, a devilish smirk tugged at the corner of Anzu's lips. With a swift motion of switching her crossed legs she managed to yank the chair just enough out of place, sending Terry sprawling to the ground.

Jonouchi tensed at the sudden sound, the giggles clue enough as to what caused the sound. A hand on his forearm kept him from moving. Atem had stopped him and he had no idea why.

"What are you doing?" He hissed through grit teeth.

"If you run in now you'll screw up everything she is trying to prove." Atem whispered, his jaw visibly clenched as he forced his fingers to release Jonouchi's arm. "We wouldn't be helping her by stepping in... especially for something minor…."

Terry carefully sat herself in her seat, unfazed by the childish trick.

Slow and steady wins this race... and my lack of fighting may help throw them off. I don't really have any idea what I'm gonna do... this isn't me fighting some tomb raider or something. I should wait and see. I should warn the others though...they'll probably be worried and I don't want them freaking out.

Looking ahead at the board, she started taking her notes as the two troublemakers that had their sights set on her smirked with glee at their first score. This battle was theirs and so would be the rest of the war.

I knew it, she ain't so tough. Just throwing her weight around like she's some hot shit. What kinda moron falls for a bullshit stunt like that? Kyohei scoffed and shook his head at the sight of her. Dipshit bitch is going to learn her dann place, that's for fucking sure.

He glanced over at Anzu, the two smirking at one another. This would be their easiest triumph. There was no way she would be able to even touch them, not when she failed at the first blow.

With every minute that ticked by in class, there was an increasing amount of tension. No one dared to even breathe too loudly in fear that it may shatter the uncertain calm that filled the room. Kyohei and Anzu sat there, nose tilted to the sky with pride from the first victory.

She's probably curled up with her tail between her legs. He chuckled, turning to revel in the spoils of the win but was stunned by the steeled determination that greeted him. Fucking bitch, she laughing at me?! No one laughs at me!He snarled as a slight crawling sensation slowly crept up along his spine. The feeling throws him off for a moment, but he quickly shrugged it aside. The classroom must have a draft. He reasoned to no one. His eyebrows knit together in rage at the obvious defiance against him. Her shoulders were squared and her head held high. There's no way she isn't embarrassed by that stunt, does she have no humility? Freak, I'll show her-

"Is there a problem?" The sudden voice almost scared him out of his skin. His thoughts interrupted, he sat up straight once more and scoffed at her, rolling his eyes as he turned back around.

Anzu had been watching the exchange from behind, unable to see Terry she had to piece together through Kyohei's reactions. Bitch throwing attitude? Tch, that won't last too long. Throw a tantrum all you like, you're still going to cave. She leaned back in to her seat, clicking her tongue in distaste. We'll show her the only way that's allowed in this school…and that's how I rule it.

Kyohei blankly stared at the board ahead, the teacher rambling on as always. The only difference was the slow smirk that grew on his face. He had another challenge on his hands. I never back down from a challenge…and I don't lose. She won't see it coming. There was only one thought on the both of their minds, and that was the next possible steps to follow this win and to keep her down. The two were confident in that failure was not even something to be humored. No one ever lasted against them, they even managed to bend Atem to their whim. If that were possible, anything was possible for them.