Only 26 more days (supposedly) until the new DGM Anime premieres! If that info turns out to be wrong, then at least there's only 46 days until the new chapter. Yes I'm that obsessed. Thank you to Allen Gray Walker for reviewing! Unfortunately if Allen fought back, whatever trouble that followed would be blamed on him, and he could get kicked out. Plus he doesn't have innocence to stab with. Although… Maybe he could stab later *evil grin*. Things finally aren't really crappy for Allen this chapter. I decided to try and make Allen more... Feisty? Nea-like? More like when he was a kid in the manga... Anyways enjoy, all reviews, comments, suggestions are appreciated!
Unsure of when school started and not wanting to confront Chaoji, Allen woke at four, got dressed and set out. He had showered after Chaoji used the bathroom, spending those two hours exploring the sections of the house that weren't of limits. Though since Chaoji had told him, he couldn't help but question the validity of the information.
The school was a fifteen minute drive from the mansion, a forty minute walk. The only information he had been given was the school's name; Dark Order Highschool. No one was around to ask about directions, so Allen was left to wander the city. He got lost within twenty minutes, and only found the school when he spotted a group of teens and thought to follow them. By the time he arrived, the sun had risen. A large clock built atop a small tower in the courtyard said it was almost seven thirty. Allen glanced skeptically at the group he had been following. They continued past school. Probably going to get food he couldn't help but jealously speculate as his own stomach growled. He shook his head, pulled his glove on tighter and entered the courtyard.
He walked slowly across the stone and through the main doors. The building appeared to be empty, but Allen continued forward. He wandered about for a few minutes before locating the main office. A single person stood near the corner, copying papers.
"Hello?" The person, the man, turned and glanced in his direction. His eyes widened as he saw the small hooded figure instead of a colleague.
"Can I help you? School doesn't start for another hour."
"Oh" Idiot. What am I going to do for three hours every morning?
"Well it's my first day here and I wasn't sure so…" he remained in the doorway, placing his left hand in his hoodie pocket and fidgeting. The man sighed, he had short black hair, save the long white strands hanging down into his face, almost like a vampire.
"Oh, I recall hearing about that, your name is?"
"Allen Walker" he stopped fidgeting as the man turned off the machine and walked over to a stack of papers on one of the desks scattered about the room.
"It's around here somewhere… You can have a seat Allen, no need to stand there watching" he laughed, continuing to sift through papers. Allen slowly walked in, glancing about before finding a chair and quickly crossing over to sit in it.
"I'm Arystar Krory the third, my students just call me Krory. I teach history- Oh! Here it is!" He pulled a paper from the desk, sending sheets of white raining down. Krory sighed.
"His desk can't get much messier… Here you are" he handed Allen the paper. Allen took the sheet and stared at it blankly. The sheet was covered in columns, numbers and words organized into a graph that was intended to be self explanatory.
"Thanks" it wasn't as though he couldn't read, Allen just wasn't very good at it. He had never been to school until he was eleven, so he had practically taught himself, what was taught to the other kids his age was completely lost on him. But he wanted to learn. Krory watched as he scanned the paper, then sighed and folded it into his pocket.
"There isn't much more I can do for you unless you have one of my classes?" he offered. Allen looked up with a blank expression, he withdrew the paper again. Frantically cursing inwardly, he looked at the paper. Okay, I can do this. His name is Krory so… That starts with a 'c' which is… He ran his finger across the page, 'c' keeps coming up in front of the same word, c-clue? Cla-class! Oh, wait. He mentally slapped himself before mumbling the alphabet. 'K'! That's it! He started running his finger over the page again. Krory coughed and he looked up.
"I'm currently the only history teacher this school has, we're quite understaffed. So you should have me." Allen blankly stared again.
"I haven't seen a schedule arranged like this before" Allen sighed, handing Krory the paper again. Usually, Sarah arranged meetings with the school administrator who would give them a tour and explain Allen's schedule. While time consuming, this ultimately meant less paperwork for Sarah and allowed Allen to memorize his schedule as he learned it. This time, Sarah was hoping would diagnose him with some sort of mental handicap, and hadn't bothered to arrange such a meeting before. This could be a problem.
"Really? This is a standard schedule… Yes here, you're in my first block class! You transferred in at a strange time, middle of the quarter, and on a Tuesday. I don't recall seeing any of your transcripts, what did you cover in your last history course?" Krory seemed eager to continue helping as he handed Allen his schedule again. Allen smiled slightly, history was one of the only subjects he could understand. The lessons were always explained verbally and never required prior knowledge. He tried to recall the last lesson at his old school.
"I think it was, World War I?" His enthusiasm faded as he remembered why he didn't like history; humans were always fighting each other.
"Oh good, we're just about to start that unit. There's some background information I'd like you to go over first. Would you mind if I gave you some worksheets, just to make sure you're caught up?" He grabbed a stack of papers from the machine and exited the office. Allen followed down a hallway, up some stairs and to what he presumed was Krory's classroom. Krory hinted that the school was small, but it still had two stories. Hopefully I don't get lost… Allen tried to memorize the route just in case. Krory set the papers on his desk and began rifling through drawers.
"My desk is a mess but it's still better than Komui's" Krory laughed as he pulled out some papers and handed them to Allen.
"These shouldn't be too hard, all of the answers are online. I'd like for you to get these back to me next week, but other teachers are probably going to assign catch-up work as well, so whenever works." Krory smiled before continuing.
"I'd give you a tour but Komui insists that we use the buddy system, so one of the students will do that. Until then you could wait in the office?" he offered. Allen nodded and headed for the door.
"One more thing, no hats or hoods on in school." Allen swallowed nervously.
"Then it's a good thing school hasn't started yet" Allen said before retreating back to the office.