I entered the class late, along with Ponyboy and Two-Bit. Ponyboy bolted for dear-life, so it seemed, but he wasn't out of breath afterwards, either. He must be pretty athletic. Even though Two-Bit wasn't even running as fast as he could, he seemed like he was about to flop on the floor cold.
"Why are you late, Keith!?" The "substitute" seemed quite familiar with.. whoever Keith was. Was she talking to Two-Bit?
"Huh, why are ya' just lookin' at me!?" He looked as if he were a cornered rat. But deep down, I knew he didn't really care if he got sent out or not. He was probably playing it off for his own amusement, but I wouldn't let on that I knew.
"Because Ponyboy is a good student, and you are a horrible influence! Ponyboy, you really should find better friends.." Ponyboy looked down, and his ears were red. I almost smiled at this situation. He was cute.
"Nah, really, Miss Watson, it's alright. We just got a little hung up, helping this girl find her class.." Ponyboy stated, and Two-Bit's shoulders relaxed as if his words were that of a peacemaking God. The uptight, shriveled up old woman's frown turned slightly upward.
"Well, alright, Pony.. if you say so." All the while, the entire class was staring at me. I guess I hadn't noticed that much. I must really look weird compared to all of the other girls. What other girl wears heavy eyeliner like mine without looking like a total sleeze? Maybe I do and I just don't notice it like they don't. The prune observed me as if I were some kind of unidentified specie, and I almost wanted to squirm.
"If you're a new student, then just pick a seat." I looked around, and I wanted to sit next to Two-Bit or Ponyboy, and suddenly noticed -- Two-Bit was like, nineteen or twenty years old, at least by his looks. Why is he in class with such a young kid? I snickered out loud. "...When you're ready!"
I suddenly noticed that I was holding the whole class up. I raised my eyebrows a bit, slightly embarrassed, but I didn't want to show it. I spotted a couple of empty seats in the back, second best to sitting next to Two-Bit or Pony. Pony... what a funny nickname.
I found reasons to think of anything other than Biology. Mitosis meant nothing to me. It's not like I'm going to become some scientist or doctor when I grow up, so I just stared at the window. I wondered why Ponyboy was so excited to have a sub like her. Lord only knows what the actual teacher is like. With that thought, I slumped in my chair.
These were the longest twenty minutes of my life, until..
The door almost dramatically busted open, and the prune jumped, startled at the sudden noise. I was pretty surprised, too, like everyone else, except Two-Bit. He simply leaned back more, and I couldn't see his face, but I bet he was grinning. A tow-headed blonde entered as if he were almost being pushed into the room, and he quickly retaliated with a quick spurt of violence, but it was only a threat. He didn't actually hit whomever threw him in there.
"Caught him smoking out in the courtyard, with a can of spray-paint near the Vice-Principal's car. We'll deal with him later, we gotta calm down the Vice-Principal first." A man with a deep voice said, but I couldn't see him, and didn't care. I was too busy observing the teen that just busted in.
He was wearing nice leather. You could tell it was a nice jacket just by the look of it, but by the looks of the rest of him you knew he stole it. Plus, it was kinda big on him -- I could tell by his legs that he was lanky like me. Who wears a thick leather jacket when it's only breezy out anyway? He had a scowl that seemed to be carved into stone on his pale but reddened face. I wonder if it was red out of hatred. But when he was calm, I bet it was as white as milk. Glancing over at Two-Bit, though, that convincing scowl twisted into some kind of wretched grin.
"Damn, Dal, can't stay still! You just got outta' the cooler two weeks ago." Two-Bit bragged to the whole world. The blonde lifted his chin up in triumph, as if Two-Bit were praising him. They both seemed like he was. That cold-hearted grin lasted, until the prune straightened her throat.
His eyes were made of ice. Cold, blue ice that creeped over to the corners of their cages, then leading his neck to turn along with them. He merely looked at the old woman, and she stiffened -- not because she was just a stiff bitch, but because she was scared. I was intrigued. He then turned, and approached me. Well, not me, but something near me. I couldn't figure out what, but I tried not to stare. I noticed he noticed me, though, and I looked at him non-chalantly as half the class stared. I could look real cool if I wanted to.
He loudly flopped into his chair and shoved the desk out in front of him, propping up his unpresentable shoes, with dried up mud.. or was that blood? on them. He looked at me again. Now he was in the way of my window. So I just tried to look interested in the class. Another twenty minutes passed, and Two-Bit's snoring was interrupted by a crack of a ruler on top of his desk. I lightly grinned.
"New kid on the block?" The voice was sudden, so I almost froze. But I knew which direction it came from, so I guess that's why I froze.
"New kid on the planet." I'm pretty sarcastic when I want to be cool. Like Two-Bit, but you could tell it was in his blood by his eyes. I was referring back to Two-Bits "exotic" comment, anyway. I glanced over at him, and his looks haven't softened one bit. The blonde's eyes were made of ice, no matter what tone he spoke in.
"No 'coming in peace' here, Alien. You come in peace and you come in pieces around here." He grinned, as if he was witty and normally didn't think up smart-cracked comments. His voice was young, but sort of deep and just as cold as his eyes. My eyes grinned, but my mouth didn't.
"I guess spray painting cars and startling prunes is what you Earthlings do around here." I don't know why I was going along with it, but it seemed more interesting than Meiosis. At first, when I mentioned the spray paint, his brows furrowed, and then he seemed confused when I mentioned him startling that prune. But then his eyes suddenly expressed that he understood, and he grinned and even laughed a little. It wasn't as harsh of a laugh as I would have thought. I grinned. I think he didn't want to laugh, though, because he suddenly turned around and stayed silent the rest of the class, just lounging.
The period was over a little after that, and Two-Bit never seemed happier. He gave Ponyboy a noogie on the way out, mumbling something about getting his hopes up for that substitute. He glanced back and gave me a wave and a grin, and I flashed him a short-lived smile. I didn't see either of them the rest of the day, and I just had remembered that he didn't even learn my name.