So, I finally got around to writing a new chapter. Sorry about the almost month long wait, which is the kind of thing I attempt to avoid, although I normally fail at it, and welcome to the next chapter. and a quick note, for any questions about reviews, I have a section on it in my bio.
I Really Hate People
I woke up to my alarm blaring next my head. I hit the button on my phone and got up, stretching. I went over to my closet and opened it, trying to decide what to wear. Yes, because what I wear on the first day of school will change what people think about me. I laughed slightly at my own joke, before getting out a Blessthefall shirt and placed it on the bed. Seeing as I always sleep in my jeans, I didn't need to get a pair of those, so I closed my closet. I then grabbed my Black Veil Brides pentacharm and put it on, followed by my shirt. I grabbed my phone, put it in my pocket, and went into the main room of the dorm. I entered the kitchen and started making coffee, before making breakfast. While I could always just go and buy breakfast at one of the campus's restaurants or eat in the cafeteria, along with being able to buy coffee from the campus's coffee shop, I have just been making my own food, which saved me from having to spend too much cash. I ate my food and drank the coffee, and by the time I was done, it was nearing time for school to start. I went to the window and pulled back the curtains to see it raining, so I went and grabbed my jacket and my backpack from my closet before leaving, locking the door behind me. I'm actually curious as to how everyone will react to a morph attending the school. So, today should be fun. Since I had arrived here, I had only left my room twice, once to get a feel of the campus and memorize where all of my classes were, and another time to get my necklace, which I had ordered online and hadn't arrived at Vector's place until a day ago, so he sent it to me, and on both occasions I hadn't met anyone, save for Mackenna and the brunette, whom I had learned was named Krista, and Mr. Fawkes. I threw my jacket on as I went down the hall towards the stairs, passing no one. For fucks sake, does anyone here ever wake up? I threw my backpack onto my shoulder and descended the stairs. I left the building to be greeted by a steady downpour, so I flipped my hood up onto my head, causing my ears to be covered, as I had only bought the jacket recently and hadn't had the time to cut slits in the hood for my ears, and headed for the school. I entered the building and saw that the hall was just as empty as everywhere else, but I could hear the sounds of hundreds of voices coming from the cafeteria. Already knowing where to go, I followed the voices, until I came to the double doors. I opened the doors and stepped in, before sneaking around to the right, trying to find an empty seat without being seen, seeing as I knew what would happen the moment someone laid eyes on my tail. I eventually found a table that was miraculously completely empty, so I sat down and dropped my bag on the floor. I reached down and pulled out a book, Dante's Inferno, and began reading, my head down. After a few minutes, I heard people talking extremely loudly in front of me, so I glanced up. I saw a group of four, sitting at the table across from mine, a girl with black hair, a guy with black hair, reaching down to his shoulders, and a girl with brown hair, all dressed in black and holding a coffee cup in their hands, the only color being the band shirts that they were wearing, and all of them looking extremely annoyed at the fourth member of the group, a guy with dirty blonde hair, clad in basketball shorts and a red t-shirt, who was talking rather loudly.
"C'mon babe, what did I do wrong?" The jock-esque guy asked.
"For starters," the girl with black hair responded, "you continuously call me 'babe', when we have never been a thing, nor will we ever be a thing. And then you decided to grab my ass randomly, which you should know that I hate, with how much you do it."
"Okay, you're right," the guy said, sighing, "I shouldn't have grabbed your ass, and I'm sorry for it, Mei. But don't deny that we should go out. You and I both know that anyone here will agree."
"For fucks sake, Austin," the black haired guy said, "just leave us alone. You've been trying to get into her pants since middle school, and it won't fucking work. So just piss off.
Austin glared at the other guy, before saying, "I didn't fucking ask you, Skyler, so shut the fuck up. And besides, you know it's true."
"Then fucking prove it." Skyler retorted.
Austin glared at him again, before looking around, until his eyes finally rested on me. Shit.
"Hey, you," Austin said, motioning towards me, "don't you think that the two of us would make a good couple?"
I simply shook my head in response.
"What the fuck did you just say?" Austin said, getting up from his seat and walking to stand on the other side of my table. "Did you just fucking say no?"
I nodded in response.
"Well, why the fuck not, you fucking emo punk?" He said, his voice getting increasingly louder, having already gained the attention of the surrounding tables and slowly gaining the attention of the rest of the room.
The redundancy in that sentence is damn near painful, seeing as I know he's talking about my clothes. As you would expect, I sat there, completely silent, which seemed to anger him even more.
"Fucking answer me when I'm talking to you, you ass!" He demanded, everyone's attention now on us.
I guess they don't normally get fights on the first day back. I also assume that this dumbass isn't used to hearing 'no'.
I suddenly heard the familiar voice of Mackenna, yelling across the room, "Why don't you pull the little fuck's hood down?"
You stupid little fucking whore. My hood was suddenly pulled off of my head, freeing my ears to shoot up. Gasps of shock sounded from all around the room.
"What the hell?" Austin said, backing up.
I looked around and saw looks of shock on the faces of everyone in the room. The room was silent, before the bell rang, signaling that we need to go to class. I calmly stood, everyone's eyes still on me, and threw my backpack onto my shoulder, before leaving the room. I went down the hall, headed for my first period, Art. When I got to the classroom I saw that it was empty, so I went to a table in the back of the room and sat at one of the six stools at it, before dropping my bag on the ground and resuming what I was reading. After a few minutes, Mei, Skyler, and the other girl came in and sat down at one of the tables at the front of the class, not noticing me.
"Seriously, though, why the fuck won't he leave you the hell alone?" Skyler was saying. "I mean, hell, he's been trying for years, and we've all made it fairly obvious that we don't like him, so what the hell is his issue?"
"I don't know." Mei said, sighing. "At least none of us have any classes with him."
The other girl sighed, saying, "Yeah, that's always a plus, but we do still have lunch with him."
"Thanks for that sobering thought, Mackenzie." Skyler said, sighing.
Mackenzie shrugged, saying, "Well, that's what I'm here for."
After she said this, more people started entering the room, all of them talking loudly, and none of them noticing me. Wow, maybe this will be a new kind of alienation. After a few minutes, though, my new arch-enemy came in, her little follower not far behind her. Fuck my life. When she entered, she started looking around for a seat, until her eyes fell on me. Fuck.
She walked over to my table and stopped, before saying, "Hey, freak." Since I am who I am, I was obviously silent, as I continued reading my book, so this prompted her to say, "What's the matter, mutt, you don't have any come back? You just gonna sit there and take it?" I buried my nose deeper into my book, so she said, "C'mon you fucking mute, aren't you gonna do anything?"
By now I could see that she had attracted the rest of the room's attention to us. For fucks sake, these people have the attention span of a Skitty.
"Stupid freak." Mackenna said, before snatching my book from my hands and throwing across the room.
The room exploded in laughter as the duo left me and sat in the only free seats that weren't at my table. I sighed, before standing up to go get my book. I went to where it landed and picked it up off of the floor. As I went back to my seat, someone stuck there foot out and tripped me, sending me onto my front on the floor, causing another uproar of laughter. I really hate people. I picked myself up off of the floor and continued back to my seat, taking a second to dust myself off before sitting down. As I sat down and put my book in my bag, a few more people came in. They came over to my table and, seeing me sitting there, grabbed the other five stools and brought them over to sit at the ends of the other tables. And now I'm alone. Whatever, like I fucking care. My attention was directed to the front as a tall and lanky man, wearing a black trench coat, a white shirt, and black jeans entered, before stopping in the front of the room and standing in front of the whiteboard. Why does he look familiar?
He cleared his throat, getting everyone's attention, before saying, "Hello, I am your teacher, Mr. Kynth, and I will be your Visual Arts teacher this year."
As he spoke, he wrote his name on the board in black, which was followed by the name of the class.
He turned around, before beginning to pace behind his desk, saying, "Now, I imagine that some of you will assume that this class will be extremely easy, like that useless minute education you got in Middle school. Well, you are wrong. This will not be easy, nor will it be hard, and no, you don't have to be good at any aspect of art to pass, you just have to pay attention and do as you are told, but we can still have fun in here, as I, along with multiple past students, like to think me a fairly fun teacher. Understood?"
"Yes, Mr. Kynth." The class responded, all in unison.
"Good." Mr. Kynth said, nodding. He sat down in his chair at his desk, before saying, "Seeing as it is the first day of the year, we should probably start off with calling role, so that I may learn your names."
He opened a drawer on his desk, before pulling out a piece of paper and placing it on his desk.
"Alright," he said, "when I call your name, I want you to raise your hand and tell me that you are here."
He began calling out names, and the class responded accordingly, while I was barely paying attention, until he called my name.
"C-Cloud Senth." He said, faltering slightly.
I raised my hand, but he seemed not to notice, only sitting there, staring off into space. He sat like that until someone said his name, bringing his attention back.
"Oh, right." He said, coughing lightly. He noticed my hand, and said, "I thought I told you to say your name as well, young man."
"Stupid freak's a mute." I heard Mackenna's voice say.
Mr. Kynth sat the paper on his desk, before rising and asking, "Who just said that?" Mackenna's hand shot into the air, and he said, "You, come up here." Mackenna rose and began walking over to him, a smug grin on her face, and when she finally stood in front of him, he said, "Why did you call him a freak?"
She scoffed, before saying, "Have you seen him? It's fairly obvious why I said that."
Mr. Kynth sighed, before saying, "Cloud, come up here please."
I got up and went to the front of the room, feeling extremely awkward the whole time.
When I got to the front of the room, Mr. Kynth said, "Now what about him, exactly, justifies you insulting him?"
Mackenna scoffed again, before saying, "Seriously? Look at him, he's a morph! Isn't that reason enough, besides the fact that he's a mute?"
'No, it isn't." Mr. Kynth responded, "There is never any reason or justification to insult someone, let alone for something that they can't control. Now, I want you to apologize to him."
"What?" Mackenna asked, outraged. "Why should I have to apologize? All I was doing was saying what everyone else was thinking."
"I don't care, now apologize or you get detention." Mr. Kynth said.
"But this isn't fair." Mackenna complained.
"Yes, well lives of morphs have been ruined, and often, ended more times than I could count by poor excuses for human beings such as yourself," Mr. Kynth retorted, shocking the class, "so who do you think get's the worse end of the deal? Now apologize, or I will see to it that you are kicked out of this school on your first day."
Mackenna sighed, defeated, before mumbling, "I'm sorry, Cloud."
"I'm sorry, I didn't hear you." Mr. Kynth said. "Speak up."
Mackenna sighed again, before saying clearly, "I'm sorry, Cloud."
"Thank you." Mr. Kynth said. "You both may sit down."
We both went back to our respective seats, Mackenna muttering something under breath. Well that was a nice change of pace.
When we sat down Mr. Kynth said, "Now, let that be a lesson to all of you. I will not tolerate any form of discrimination towards anyone, and if I happen to see or hear it occur, I will promptly put you in detention. Understood?"
"Yes, Mr. Kynth." The class responded, followed my multiple mutterings of insults about myself and Mr. Kynth alike.
Mr. Kynth sighed, before saying, "Let's just start class, shall we.
The bell rang, waking a few members of the class up and signaling the end of the school day. We all got ready to leave, with me waiting for everyone to leave before me. As I left the room, I noticed my history teacher, Mrs. Hill, glaring at me, a disgusted look on her face. Stupid bitch. The whole day went as I had expected, with the exclusion of Art, and through the whole thing I had noticed three constants. The first is that, as I had already guessed, pretty much everyone hated me. The second is that I had every class with either Mackenna or Krista, so they seemed to make it their goal to point out the fact that I'm a morph in every class, and as many times as possible, which normally resulted in insults being thrown at me by not only the students, but the teachers as well, which then resulted in people laughing their asses off as if they had never heard anything funnier. And the third is that I also had every single class with the trio from before, Mei, Skyler, and Mackenzie, which I only noticed due to the fact that they seemed to be the only people that didn't laugh at me whenever I was insulted. I left the room and went down the hall, before going down the stairs and exiting the building. I flipped my hood up, as it was still raining, and started for the dorm building. I entered the building and went up the stairs, before starting down the hall towards my room. When I got there, I hated what I saw. How the hell did they discover what room I'm in? Taped all over the door were signs written in black marker on colored copy paper, and the signs were all but nice, with some saying the simple 'Go home freak' or 'Fuck you, emo freak' and ranging up to things such as 'I'll skin you like the animal you are' and 'I hear that Umbreon tastes good'. Holy fuck, people suck. I tore the signs off, careful to get the tape off as well, before going into my room. I balled all of the paper up and threw it into the trashcan, before dropping my bag next to the door with a sigh. Today was a long day. With that, I went into the kitchen to make an early dinner, so I could hurry up and shower before I go to sleep.
I guess that was the chapter. So, while I was writing this chapter, I sorta had a thought, so I wanted to see if any of you guys have an opinion on it. So, if you couldn't tell, this chapter reaches just around the 3k words range, mostly due to the fact that I couldn't really think of anything else to put in the first day, but it brought up this question: About how many words would you guys say is too short of a chapter for a story such as mine, which means updated about twice in a thirty day period? I thought this because I couldn't help but feel that this chapter was just too short, even though I also thought that it was a fairly good length. Anyways, while I am most likely rambling, I hope that the chapter was enjoyed, and that you didn't find it too short.