The seconds were like minutes as Riku and I sluggishly navigated the halls, and it seemed like our knuckles were dragging on the ground and each of our brows had grown out to 5 inches past where they normally should've been. We must've looked quite odd, alien, as the two "cavemen" made their way to the doorstep to hell.
All the sign by the door said was 'Korrigan.' Sighing, hand trembling, I reached towards the knob. For I knew there was someone in there who would be just overjoyed to see us: Samcyxk. The little prick probably had a plethora of insults waiting to cap us with, the same way he had nearly taken out Riku's eye with a paintball gun. Nevertheless, we had to enter. So, with heavy groans and a few deep breaths…I opened the door.
The man in a black, sleeveless shirt and tight jeans looked up from 'To Kill a Mocking bird,' and scowled at the two of us. The lackluster emotion in his voice stung as he sighed. "How nice of you two to join us…" His spiked red hair scratched the chalkboard, making a noise straight from hell as he did so. The emerald eyes scanned the two of us, and their sights locked onto the note Coach Saïx had written up for us.
"Bang!" His quite apathetic face now shone brightly with the usually fun-loving Mr. Korrigan as he pranced over to me and Riku in one swift movement. He snatched up the note with one hand, balancing the book on the other. Nonchalantly, he turned on his heel and walked over to his desk. "You may be seated, you two. Pull out Mockin'bird and turn to page 145." He quickly scribbled something on his notepad before the phone began to ring.
With the claws of an eagle Mr. Korrigan grabbed it and shoved it to his ear. "Yeah, whaddaya- Ah! Ms. Bellamont!...You're kiddin'. No way, serious? He told you, huh? Well, that brightens up my day so much more. Thanks, and I'll see ya 'round, Larxene." He put down the phone, and turned to me. He couldn't hide a snicker, but shifted his attention to Selven, who was sticking her tongue all around in Samcyxk's mouth. The little whore.
"Didn't Miss Bellamont teach you better than to let your tongue get familiar with someone else's body?"
For somewhat of a response, Selven managed to reach a hand up and give Mr. Korrigan the finger. Note she did this while intimately alternating sucking Samcyxk's throat and mouth. The tramp had the moves, I'll tell you that much.
Mr. Korrigan put a hand on his forehead and wiped it in a downward direction rather slowly. "Don't come runnin' to me when you get Hepatitis…" Uttering to himself, he flipped open the book.
Oh! I almost forgot to say that, although the principal had ordered us through the school rules to address our teachers in respectful manners, we didn't. Almost the entire school knew Mr. Korrigan by his first name, Axel. He didn't mind, and neither did many of the other teachers.
Anyway, Axel began to read aloud, but abruptly stopped when the sounds of a fumbling belt pierced the air. "Not in my classroom!" He screeched, eyes half-open and concentrating on the book. Immediately, Selven and Samcyxk rushed to their seats, faces red with a mix of humiliation and perversion.
After about 20 pages and 30 minutes, Axel got another call. It was most likely from the principal, so he told us to blow off a little steam and have some free time. I was about to get up and go over to Tidus' seat when suddenly Samcyxk and his $20 whore appeared in my line of vision.
There was no denying that Selven was a babe; she was just bad at keeping a relationship going for more than a month (albeit having been with Samcyxk for the past year). She had gorgeous neon-pink hair with a few blond highlights running down from the barely visible scalp. Her eyes were chocolate brown, though Roxas described them as the color of a "pile-a-shit." She had pale pink lips which smacked as she stared me down. And even though she was a girl, the smug look she gave me made me want to slug her.
"I heard about what happened in the lockers," she cooed in a soft voice. "By this time, the entire school should be onto you and your sweetheart. How romantic…" She sighed like a SasuNaru fangirl.
"Lay off," I said, jaw twitching. "It's none of your business, let alone the school's. It was-"
"The greatest moment of your life?" Selven hadn't even cared what I was going to say. All she wanted to do was embarrass me. I had no idea how she could do it anymore, unless she got Elton John to come in and give a speech about how it's "alright to be gay." After all, everyone knows he's got a boyfriend. "That's sweet, really tear-jerking." Her corny little smile never left her face, and each moment I stared at it, my inner demons got louder. They were screaming at me, ordering me to clean her clock. I almost wanted to shout at them, 'who says that anymore?!'
"Just shut up and get off my case," I muttered.
It was then that Selven quickly leaned down and grabbed my cheeks. She thrust my head forward, and gave me a long, succulent kiss. Immediately, the room went silent and everyone's attention turned to the three of us at my desk.
Her tongue whipped around inside my mouth, collecting all the saliva it could. They must've tasted like fun dip, because all the moistness inside me was being drained fast. Really freakin' fast.
After about half a minute, she let me go. "Wh-what the hell?!" I felt extremely hot, and a sweat drop formed on my brow. Selven leaned back triumphantly. For a moment she stood there, before leaning in right by my ear.
"You grabbed Riku's goodies. What's a little kiss?" In a déjà vu motion she once again loomed over me. Faking a surprised expression, she brought a finger to her lips. "Unless…" That's when I knew she'd gotten me.
"Ya know, I knew it from the first time I saw you." Her teeth were fangs, her eyes angular and filled with fire. "I just knew you were a flamer."
It had just reoccurred to me that everyone in the class was paying intent attention to me. I immediately lost it.
Jumping up from my desk, I got right in her face. Breath shot out of my nose. "What else do you have to say, you bitch?"
"Heh. Those are strong words for a firecrotch, aren't they?"
I brought my fist back and let it fly right into her smug, pompous face. She let out a small scream as she flew back into a desk, sending it tumbling to the wall. Selven herself was sprawled out on the floor, blood running from her nose and a piece of teeth lodged in the wall. There were gasps all around the room as my eyes leered at Samcyxk, who took a cautious step back, then flew to Selven's side.
At that time, I heard the crash and twisting of metal. Meekly turning around, I saw Axel's phone in pieces on the floor. Next came the stomp of his boots as he came towards me. There was no trying to reason with him; never before had I seen him so fuming, so mad. "GET OUT OF MY CLASS!" he screamed, voice cracking.
My instincts told me to do what he said, but the 14-year-old had a different plan. "But-"
"I DO NOT WANT YOU IN HERE IF YOU'RE GOING TO HIT A GIRL, AND I'LL BE DAMNED IF YOU STAY!" He pointed at the door, hand shaking. Dejectedly I exited, but shot a glance at Selven. Through the pain, she couldn't hide a smirk; even if it only lasted for a moment before she resumed moaning.
Out in the hall, I found Mr. Coranada, the math teacher, tapping his foot on the marble floor. Scratching his goatee, he said, "I heard Axel from my room. Come with me."
Usually, Luxord was willing to bend the rules; he wasn't much of a stickler. But when it came to screaming so loud the whole hall could hear it, he was dead serious. When I didn't respond, his talon of a hand latched around my wrist and pulled me. For a math teacher, he was strong. No matter how much I struggled, it was no use.
I didn't want to see the principal. He was the single scariest person in the school, and almost never happy. So when I marched into his office with Luxord, I felt a pit rising in my stomach.
There was a bit of shuffling as he turned in his 70's-ish swivel chair. "What is it now, Luxord?"
"Principal Gallagher." Luxord gave a small bow to satisfy the principal's ego. "There's a bit of a…um…situation here with Sora."
Xemnas didn't even need to look at me to know who Luxord spoke of, even though he did. Few other times I'd been in here, so he knew who I was. Sighing, he said, "What is it this time?"
I stayed silent, shuffling a bit where I stood. I had no intention of speaking to him.
"Ahem. Let me try again. What is it this time?"
His lemony sour voice finally got me to speak up. "I…hit a girl."
"And what for?"
Daring not to look him in the eyes, I stared at the ground. "I don't want to talk about it."
"Fine. Then there's nothing to talk about." He stood up ad went to the only window in his office. His grey hair settled on the windowsill as he leaned over. "I'm giving you after-school detention."
"What?!" I shouted in protest. "But…what about the game against the teachers?!"
"Well, you won't be playing in it unless you can prove to me you know how to behave. You do that, you're more than welcome to play. But if not, you're not going near that field." His apathetic eyes never once made eye contact with mine. "Get out of my office."
It was then that the bell ran, and I scurried out. I wanted nothing to do with him. But even worse, I didn't want to have to face anyone in the school.
As I walked out, I saw Samcyxk coming up the aisle, eyes fixated on me. Oh, damn.