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Chapter 4

HAROU

... Or not. I mean, we managed to get in okay... At least Angel did (don't ask me how, she just asked the teacher and voila, she's suddenly enrolled- weird much?), but I wasn't so lucky- got myself a detention. Oh well, whatever.

After Angel introduced herself as a new student AND an old friend of mine (which was obviously made up), we were able to sink quietly in to the very back of the class.

"Hey Harou." A boy with light brown hair and square glasses greeted me as I sat down next to him. "Hey Andrew." I said as I sat down next to him, Angel taking the spot next to me. Awkward silence ensued (well, apart from our bio teacher rambling on about cell structure- but that doesn't count). "So... You two have known each other since..?" "er..." I exchanged looks with Angel. What was I supposed to say? "since first grade till 8, we were pretty close." she said rather defensively. "oh that's cool." I mentally groaned. Maybe it was me, but I thought she was pushing it way much. I mean, from 1st grade to 8? That's like SEVEN years... More like, 7 hours. "how come you never told me you had such a hot girlfriend?" Andrew grinned shyly, winking at Angel. I nearly choked on air (hard thing to do by the way). "she's not my girlfriend, we're just..." again with the stupid stuttering. I so hate myself. "friends, close friends." Angel's face was burning red. But why was mine a shade of crimson as well? "haha you love birds-" "Mr. Evergreen, do you have a comment?" "no sir." Andrew quickly replied, his ears turning red, earning snickers from the desk in front of us.

"what's this supposed to be- the loser threesome squad?" Daniel, the school's quarterback snickered. I sighed; mentally asking to whatever god existed, why such a sorry excuse of a person was created. Man I hated this guy. Andrew just laughed nervously- he knew what happened the last time when Daniel and I had a 'conversation'. I remembered too (and I didn't want to repeat such experience ever again), so I tried to ignore him, but it looked like Angel had other ideas.

"Well what if we are?" Angel demanded rather childishly. I had to stop myself from banging my head on the table. Did she even know what 'loser' meant? Or the word 'threesome'? Sheesh.

Andrew's face reddened instantly, while Daniel and his jockeys bursted out laughing their heads off. "what's so funny?" Mr. Mason snapped, slamming his white board marker onto his desk. "Daniel, Eva, Lucy, Luke- detention!" but of course the trio ignored him completely. "haha oh my gosh, did she just admit she's a loser?" Eva, Daniel's girlfriend doubled over laughing. Lucy and Daniel were literally crying from laughter. Luke was a little more sensible though; he just shook his head in dismay, a smirk but nothing more giving him away. After the teacher gave up fuming, he just returned to teaching whatever was left of the class.

Which was actually, none.

"yo Daniel what's so funny?" a boy asked. "This girl just said she had a threesome with these two losers." more laughter. Andrew literally had his head down on the desk, while Angel was just plain confused. Me? I was trying everything I could to hold back my shaking fists. I had already received a warning from the principal the last time I fought Daniel- now don't get me wrong, I rarely resort to violence, but Daniel was just fuc*ing impossible.

"shut up Daniel." I know it wasn't the best comeback, but it was all I could do to prevent my fist knocking his lights out. "ooh that was so cold bro, you know I'm joking right?" he smirked. "Whatever." I growled through gritted teeth. "c'mon Darien" he never could pronounce my first name. "we're pals remember?" his jockeys sniggered. "g-get lost." Andrew muttered- and I was sorry to say- it sounded pitiful, even for me.

"what was that shrimp? You say something?" "I-I told you to s-shut up!" he said a little louder. "well i dont wanna, so what you gonna do about it?" more jeering. Andrew dropped his head even lower.

And that sent me over the edge.

I lashed out, grabbing the front of his uniform. "shut your mouth and turn the fuck around." Daniel didn't even blink, his smirk only growing wider. "or else what? We both know what happened last time." "yeah; I pounded you to a pulp." I snarled. The others exchanged nervous glances. Truth was, I got my butt kicked that time. BADLY. As in, I-was-bleeding-around-the-whole-place-badly. "Harou calm down-" Andrew tried to stop us but Daniel was on a roll. "oh yeah? I don't recall you being so brave when I punched you till you were vomiting blood." he taunted. I knew he wanted me to make the first throw- that way he'd be able to beat me up and still not get in trouble, just like last time. I took a deep breath. But before I could retort, someone smacked my hands away. "you wanna settle this, meet him behind the school at 3." Luke said sternly. Daniel seemed content with the idea as he gave one last smirk as the bell rang, and walked out of the class with his 'gang'.

"... Sorry." Andrew apologized. "why are you apologizing?" I rolled my eyes. "I shouldn't have said anything.." "no, for once you stood up for yourself, that was great Drew- it's that jerk who should be apologizing." "but you're not going to go fight him right?" "of course not." I clenched my sweaty hands. To be honest, I was sort of scared of the 6"2-buff-as-hell-quarterback. I wasn't stupid enough to run after him looking for a fight.

"you're not?" I looked around, facing the perplexed blonde. "well… yeah" "why not?" "cuz he'd make mincemeat out of me." I didn't want to admit I had nearly been expelled because of fighting the principal's son (aka Daniel- yeah, I know it sucks). "but that's so chickening out!" Angel protested.

I laughed. "haha you've got some bal- I mean, guts Angel." "I'm serious here." She stomped her foot to prove her point. I just shook my head. "nah, to be honest, I'm sort of on... Probation." I admitted, embarrassed. "what's probation?" she asked. "it means he's very close to getting expelled, obvious much?" Andrew rolled his eyes as we packed our bags. "well if you guys are too scared, I'm going alone." at this, Andrew began to laugh nervously, not knowing how to respond. But I have to say I was impressed. Well... What she just said sort of made sense; seeing how she completely owned those six guys yesterday- I'd say she was more than strong enough to win.

But that doesn't mean it didn't hurt my pride

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"whatever, come on I have English next." I shrugged. "Oh I have PE next, see you at lunch" I muttered a goodbye to Andrew as he headed for PE.

Okay, so far Angel seemed to suck hardcore at every single subject (and no, I wasn't judging her by AP standards or anything- I'm not THAT much of a nerd). She didn't know how to graph a direct variation in AP Calculus, didn't know what a cell wall was, in Bio and didn't know who Shakespeare was in English… Holy crap?

"wait, so Shakespeare is a writer?" Angel asked me again as we headed for the cafeteria. "well... Yeah. I mean, haven't you ever heard of him? He IS pretty famous." "and why do we need to learn about him again?" she scowled. "er... Cuz he's like, one of the most well known and talented poet slash author in literature history?" "…so?" I sighed. "never mind, I don't like him either." "and what was all that about the graphing-" Angel carried on and on and on- EVEN when we were eating with Andrew.

Apart from the incident in the morning, rest of school was pretty much okay. Angel had a talent in drawing and painting class (which I seriously needed some tips on), and seemed to enjoy her stay. Often making me laugh whenever she asked some sort of obvious/weird question about school.

I wasn't laughing AT her of course, it was just, sometimes she'd sound like a seven year old- she was just... Different. Different, but she also made me feel cheerful whenever she was around- I could be myself when I was with her, comfortable and relaxed…Wait, ew, that sounds corny- forget I just said that.

And then it was the last period of the day; PE class.

We were playing a friendly game of baseball (emphasis on FRIENDLY), but I had to say, Angel was AMAZING. Every time she swung the bat she would hit the ball square on, and her running speed was just like- BAM! *coach whistle* Safe!

What was even more epic, was that Daniel's team was for once, on the losing side.

Daniel was absolutely fuming, furiously shouting at his teammates for no reason- he even got OUT when Angel caught the ball in midair- EPIC moment indeed.

It was Angel's turn to bat again, and she readied herself, a confident smile lit her face as Daniel gritted his teeth- preparing to pitch.

ANGEL

School was quite fun… That was probably an understatement. It was a LOT of fun. It was even better than that time when Max took the flock to school for a couple of months while Anne took care of us- everyone was so nice to me- well, except for that snuck up kid called Daniel and his pals. But they weren't enough to ruin my day- Harou was exceptionally kind, he'd go out of his way to explain things to me, which I knew would have been pretty tough for him (since I barely remembered anything from my last trip to a 'normal' school- and that was when I was in elementary school… Wait, technically I still should be, but since I lied to Harou that I was sixteen in the first place for no reason, I was attending a high school… Does that make sense?)

I shook my head, clearing my thoughts. Baseball now, thinking about stuff later.

The pitcher was no other than that idiot, Daniel. I was going to put some extra force behind my swing. I was glad to see he was frowning in annoyance. Haha not so cocky now are you? You stuck-up, Max-would-so-kill-this-guy-in-an-instant-brat.

He suddenly threw the ball with… a smile? And with lightning fast speed (for a human that is) and I swung madly, unprepared for such a ferocious pitch. But I knew something was wrong. The ball was aimed too inward and too high; it was fast, but far from its target.

Then I realized in that horrifying split second, that the target was me.

I tried to jump out of the way, but time seemed to slow down as my body barely budged, the ball was just about to smash me in the middle of my eyes- I braced myself for the impact, when suddenly; I was on the ground, flat on my back.

I blinked. Wha-? I gasped. "Daniel you… bastar-" Harou swore weakly between his panting. "Harou!" I reached out for him just in time as he fell forward, clutching his head with his right hand, blood trickling down like a crimson waterfall.