Hello everyone~! Abby again! I am SO sorry that this chapter is so freakin late! I was caught up writing my other stories. (I'm still debating on whether not I'm gonna post them or not) Thank You All so much for the reviews! I'm not very confident in my writing, so I'm glad at least some people like it. Okay~ back to the shoutouts!
MeiMeiaru8: LOL. I'm Italy in my group, and there are actually alot of others in it too. Iggy isn't in my school, but she can't cook either. America picks on her all the time for it. Its HALARIOUS. xD
MewMewSugara: YO CASSI! WASUP! Thank you so much for finally reviewing! :3
Vulcanblood: RUSSIA HEARD YOUR SUMMONING! lol
Our fourth block was usually quiet, due to the lack of students. But I soon realized that would change. All the pre-existing students in this classroom where buzzing about having all the transfers in their fourth block, and Mrs. Kerple herself looked ecstatic from the fact that more people were filling her classroom.
"Alright class, today we will be..." Mrs. Kerple started to say.
"I'M SORRY I'M LATE!" shrieked Nicole as she bursted through the door at a very fast speed. She was about to stop when her foot rammed the side of the table. She shrieked in pain and bent down to grab her foot, only to hit her head on the same table.
"OWW! Why is everything attacking me?" she exclaimed as she sat on the floor, rubbing her foot and head. About half the class, including me, started laughing really hard.
"Are you okay?" I asked as I got up from my seat and helped her up. She limped slightly, and had a small red mark on her forehead.
"I'll live. But if the school kills me, I'm suing the school." she mumbled. Mrs. Kerple came by then and made sure she was alright.
"This is why you don't run in the hallways!" she said with a smile that told us that she was trying her best not to laugh. "And do you have a note?"
"Yeah. The hallway monitor gave me a note. My locker would NOT open..." she said as she stared off into space. "Geez, nothing wants to go my way today, does it?" she continued as she handed the note to Mrs. Kerple and sat down beside Cassi and Whitney.
"Did you do your homework?" asked Cassi, who's eyes lit up at the thought of seeing more artwork.
"...There was homework...?" Nicole replied with a puzzled face.
"YES!" said Cassi, who looked at her in disbelief. "How can you forget? It was assigned last week!"
"Huh. What was the assignment again? Maybe I can draw it real quick..." she mumbled as she pulled out her sketchbook pad out of her bag.
"Something we see everyday that we love." said Cassi
"Yeah, I can probably do that real quick..." said Nicole as she thought for about five seconds, and started drawing in her sketchpad.
"Alright Class." Mrs. Kerple started again. she surveyed the classroom and frowned slightly. "Hmm... It seems that I'm going to have to ajust the seating after all..." she said. I looked around and noticed that nobody looked particularly happy where they were. Every one of the transfers just kinda sat there, not doing anything. Not talking, not drawing, just sitting there. "Okay then. Everyone rip out a sheet of paper the and write down the number I assign you on it."
We all did what we where told. I ripped out a sheet and took out a green marker. Mrs. Kerple then started assigning numbers one to five. I got number three and wrote it down on the paper.
"Okay. Now fold the paper and put it in this bin." She said as she pulled out a bin from her closet. Again, we all did as we where told.
"Now everyone push the desks together. It seems we have enough people to work in groups from now on." she instructed after that was done, "And then come up here and pick a number." she explained as she shook the bin. We pushed the chairs together in groups of four, and got in line for a number. I wasn't very pleased with this new arrangement. I don't really like working in groups... I prefer to do my art alone.
I reached my hand in and pulled out a number two, written in pencil. I recognized the handwriting as Cassi's. I looked at Cassi, and noticed she got a number one. I looked at Whitney and Nicole to see what they had too. Whitney had a number four, and Nicole had a number three.
"Really?" I mumbled, a little dissapointed that none of us got the same number. Mrs. Kerple then told everyone where the groups where. Group two was closest to the window, so I guess that's a good thing. I've always liked drawing things that where outside...
I approached the group and just stood there for a second. I figured I should wait until everyone else in my new group sits down, so I can take the seat that's least wanted...
Feli then came over and didn't even look my way. He just sat down in a random chair, probably not giving much thought to where he sat.
"Veeee~ This is Group two right?" he said with a happy grin. I couldn't help but smile back as I confirmed that it was, indeed, group two.
And I was surprised slightly at the next member of my group. Arthur came up, looked at Feli and I, and sat down on the opposite side of Feli, diagonal from him. It seems the spot closest to the window was empty, and nobody else seemed to be in group two... I smiled slightly and sat down in my seat. I was directly across from Feli, and Arthur was to my right. It seems we had a shortage of people, because we ended up having a spare desk in our group. I looked around to see where everyone else was.
Whitney was smiling with a slight blush on her face as her group came together. Her group included Antonio, Lovi, and Honda. Antonio smiled brightly at this and took the seat closest to Whitney, and Lovi sat across from her. Honda took the last seat available, probably letting everyone choose first like I did. I smiled, because Whitney seemed to fit perfectly in this group...
I then looked onward to Nicole and her group and gave a short laugh. Her group ended up having a spare seat too. She sat next to Francis, and across from Matthew. She looked content with her new group.
I then looked towards Cassi and her group. Her area was loud when getting the group together. Alfred and Gilbert were fighting over which seat they would want, while Cassi just sat down nonchalantly. Wang just followed her example and sat down across from her. This left Alfred and Gilbert with only two seat options. They eyed each other and started... What? Rock, paper, scissors? REALLY? I thought as I smiled slightly at such a funny scene. Alfred ended up winning and sat down next to Cassi.
"Not awesome, dude." said Gilbert, loud enough that the whole class heard.
"What can I say? I'm number one!" replied Alfred with a big grin. Mrs. Kerple then walked over to their table and told them to keep it down.
The only other group was the one that had three students that I really don't know the names of. They looked dissapointed that nobody in their group was a transfer student, and casually sat wherever they liked. Once everyone was sitting down, Mrs. Kerple got everyone's attention again.
"Now for this week's assignment, we'll be working on what you view as 'home'." she said as she pulled out a sheet of paper and started writing something, probably marking down where our new seats were. "And you can use any medium you wish, just make sure to put everything back when you're done..." She finished as she stopped writing and headed to her desk.
The good thing about this teacher was that she didn't really care, as long as you don't make a lot of noise and turn in your work on time.
Everybody then started doing their own thing. They all got out of their seats and started gathering their supplies. Well, except for me. I just sat there, staring off into space.
What would I make? I'm not very good with brainstorming, and it usually takes me a long time to finally come up with ideas. I started staring out the window, and noticed that the clouds had gotten darker. It was supposed to rain today, wasn't it? I made sure to watch the news everyday, because in this town the weather could be very unpredictable. I looked at the clouds and noticed they were moving at a faster pace than how fast they usually went. I sat there, entranced by the movement of the clouds...
"Abby?" said Nicole as she snapped her fingers in front of my face. "Earth to Abby! Are you in there?"
"Huh?" I said as I blinked multiple times, trying to get my focus back.
"You've been staring off into space for a while now! I tried calling your name, and you wouldn't answer!" Nicole said with a slightly annoyed expression.
"Sorry. I'm trying to let ideas come to me..." I mumbled as I looked around. Arthur and Feli both stopped whatever they were doing and looked my way. When I caught Feli's eye, he smiled and continued his work. Arthur just coughed slightly and turned back to his sheet of paper. I blushed slightly. I just keep freaking out the new kids today, huh?
"Not a problem." She said as she waved her hand, switching the subject. "I wanted to ask you, which medium should I use? I can't decide for myself..." She said, looking slightly worried.
"What do you plan on drawing?" I asked as I got a sheet of paper and a pencil out of my bag and wrote 'planning' on the top.
"I was thinking if drawing the park in my neighborhood. The colors are really pretty in the fall." She said with a smile.
"Fall colors? Then I think you would like to work with pastels on that one. You'll be able to blend the colors perfectly." I said as I started writing random ideas on my paper. A house? Garden? My room? I still didn't have a clue as to what I was going to do...
"Okay then. Pastels it is." She said as she headed over to the art supplies and grabbed out a pastel case.
Just then, Mrs. Butterscotch came in with another student close behind her.
"Mrs. Kerple? I'm sorry, but it seems we have one more student..." She said as she gestured the very tall student behind her. "It seems his plane was late due to the weather. A blizzard kept his plane at a station until it passed."
"Previet comrades, it seems quite warm here, da?" Said the tall boy. I noticed that he was wearing a heavy jacket, scarf, and boots. "My name's Ivan Braginski." He said with a creepy smile. "I'm from Russia."
He got mumbled 'hellos' from the whole class, and I felt my stomach freeze over. Something about him... creeps me out... Mrs. Kerple then brought the new student over to group five, the group that didn't have any transfer students. They all looked at Ivan with wide eyes and slightly frightened expressions. I guess I'm not the only one who he creeps out.
He laid eyes on the people in his groups, and pointed at them. "You're all my new friends now, da?" He said as he smiled.
The three boys at the table stared, but didn't refuse (not that they really had a choice), and if you looked closely, they were visibly shaking.
"What are your names, da?" He asked as he sat down. I tried my best to hear their answers, because even I didn't know their names...
"I'm Eduard." said the boy in glasses who stopped doing something on his laptop to pay attention to him.
"I-I'm Ravis." said the shortest one that looked the most uncomfortable.
"And I'm Toris." said the one with longer hair. He seemed gentler than the others in the way he spoke and held himself.
Once I heard all of their names, I stopped paying attention to them and started paying attention to my work again. I still couldn't figure out what to draw, so I got up and started wandering around the classroom, looking for inspiration.
I first walked over to group one, where Cassi, Alfred, Gilbert, and Wang were. I looked at Cassi, and found her grinning. She was with her canvas and paints. I guess she was in her 'art zone' because she didn't even notice me stop by. I looked at her painting, and it looked like a whole bunch of blue and white shapes, not identifiable yet.
I then looked toward Alfred and Gilbert. They both looked like they were concentrating very hard with their paintbrushes. I couldn't identify anything that they had on their paper's either...I saw Wangs next and smiled. He was using ink and drawing very elegantly. He was drawing what looked like bamboo and pandas.
I then wandered towards group three, Nicole's group. She was standing with her canvas on her desk. She used her pastels at a fast speed like the expert she is. Her style in her artwork really shows with pastels, so I'm glad that she decided on those. I noticed that ear-buds where in her ears, and she was singing... in French...
"C'est l'amour qui fait qu'on aime, C'est l'amour qui faite rever, C'est l'amour qui veut qu'on s'aime..." She sang as she swayed slightly from side to side, matching the tempo. Both Francis and Matthew were looking at her with fascinated expressions. I tapped her shoulder to get her attention and gestured to Francis and Matthew.
"You know, you're probably freaking them out." I said looking from Francis to Matthew, who were still staring in wonder at Nicole.
"So? I freak everyone out." She replied with a grin. She looked at Francis and Matthew and gave them a wink. I did a double-take. Geeze, she's so flipping bold! Francis kept eye contact, but Matthew blushed and looked down. France approached Nicole and complimented her.
"That is perfect french! What the song called?" He said, obviously trying to flirt.
"Its 'C'est l'amour' by Edith Paif." She replied, obviously not reading the mood. I hastily left, not wanting to get caught in their fluffiness...
I then headed towards group four. Whitney had magazines, paper, and glue. She was making a collage from magazine clippings, finding multiple things that meant the word 'home' to her. Antonio was drawing a garden that looked like it grew nothing but tomatoes, but kept looking over at Whitney and smiling. Whitney was concentrating on her work, so about half the smiles Antonio gave her were ignored. I smiled at him and gave him the thumbs up. He smiled back and got back to his work. They would make the cutest couple...
I then looked over to Lovi's work, and saw that he was drawing a kitchen. There was a pizza on the table in the middle of the room, drawn very well in colored pencils. I then looked over to Honda's picture, and saw him using colored pencils, too. He drew what looked like a japanese styled room, with a kotatsu table and everything.
I then went to table five, and found Ivan and his new friends. Ivan was making a rough sketch that looked like a field of sunflowers. The one in the glasses was working on the computer, not really doing his work. The short one used bold colors and was making something that looked like an ocean. And the one with the long hair was drawing what looked like a small dog in a hut.
I then headed back to my group. I looked to see what Feli was drawing, and it was eerily similar to Lovi's, except instead of pizza, it was a huge bowl of pasta. And I took a quick peek at Arthur's and found him drawing a scenery outside with clouds that suggested rain. It was a house with a forest to the right, and another house to it's right. I just figured it was his house back in England...
I sat back down, still unsure of what to do. Maybe if I start drawing, something'll come to me... And with the thought, I started doodling on my paper absentmindedly. I'll probably think of something later today, watch.
-Time Skip-
I look at the clock and sighed. It was almost three thirty. Class would end in about twenty minutes, and I hadn't finished a single thing. I pulled out my Ipod and started to listen to my random music. The first song that appeared was 'Glad you came' by The Wanted. I closed my eyes and let my mind drift...
"You cast a spell on me, spell on me. You hit me like the sky fell on me, fell on me. And I decided you look well on me, well on me..." I started mumbling. Whitney showed me this song at the end of last week, and I really liked the way it sounded. I listened to the lyrics and hoped inspiration would come to me. The song was playing, and one of its verses got my attention.
That's IT! I thought as I opened my eyes and started doodling on my paper like a maniac. I started drawing a landscape with a lake in it, when the stars are out and the moon was as clear as could be. It was my favorite lake I used to go to as a child, and it was behind our old house when we lived in Wisconsin... My hand practically flew off the paper, I was drawing so fast. I can picture everything perfectly! The dock goes here, and there was a tree over here...
It was then that I felt the gazes on me. I stopped my hand and looked around. Feli and Arthur were looking at me again. Feli kept looking from me to my paper, with a fascinated expression on his face.
"Hey~! Don't stop!" he whined as I looked at him. Arthur didn't say anything, but his face told me that he agreed with Feli. I felt heat rush to my face as I continued what I was doing, aware that I was being watched.
"Mrs. Kerple? Would you please send an 'Arthur Kirkland' to the office, please?" The classroom speaker suddenly said.
"Sure!" Mrs. Kerple yelled.
"Thank you." Said the intercom as it hung up.
"Abby, you go with him so he knows the way." Said Mrs. Kerple as she went back to her own work. I put down the pencil and gave her a 'look' when she turned around. Just as I finally found something to draw...
"C'mon Arthur." I said, now in a foul mood. I swear, teachers ruin everything
"Sure. I'm coming." he grumbled, apparently also in a foul mood. We headed out into the hallway and I leaded him to the front office. Mrs. Butterscotch was at the door, waiting for us.
"Ah! Arthur, Abby! Can you please follow me?" she said as she looked through her iphone. We followed her to the Food's Class... oh no...
The room itself was empty, but the whole room smelled burned. There was water everywhere, probably from the firefighters, and a wierd looking pie-ish thing on the counter. I looked at Arthur, and he looked both uncomfortable and annoyed.
"Arthur, I believe this is your doing?" Said Mrs. Butterscotch not particiularly in a harsh way, but it DID have a certain ring to it.
"Yes." replied Arthur. I just kinda stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do in this situation.
"I'm not mad that you burned down the kitchen, because this is school. This is where you learn from your mistakes. But next time, stick with the microwave." she looked at him with her brow slightly raised.
"Yes, ma'am." Arthur said.
"And another thing." She said as she pointed to the pie-ish looking thing on the counter. "We don't like to waste food over here, so either eat it, or take it home and throw it away. When you decide on what you want to do with it, head back to class." She said as she turned and left the room.
Arthur approached the pie-ish looking thing and stared at it. "It's actually a meat pie..." He mumbled. He broke a chunk of it off and popped it in his mouth. He chewed slowly, shrugged, and began eating it.
"Won't that get you sick?" I asked as I approached him.
"Not really. I've had worse..." He said as he continued eating his 'meat pie'. I broke a piece off and started eating it too. He looked at me with wide eyes and held his hand up, motioning me to not eat anymore.
"You don't have to eat it. It's my cooking after all. I don't want you getting ill." He said as he broke another piece off of it and ate it.
"Who cares? And besides, your cooking is about just as bad as mine." I said as I popped another piece in my mouth. And part of the reason why I was eating it was because he was the one that made it, but there's no way I'd say that outloud... I thought as I tried my best to hide the blush on my face.
He blushed slightly, but didn't push it. We then ate in silence until all of it was gone. I could feel the pie hitting my stomach like a pile of bricks. Yup. Just like my own cooking...
"T-Thank you, even though you really didn't have to..." Arthur mumbled as he took the foil-pan thingy and tossed it in the recycling bin.
"No problem. You just owe me one now." I said with a smile. He smiled back at me and agree'd and headed back to the art classroom.
We entered the classroom, and everyone paid little to no attention to us. We both sat down in our chairs and continued out work, like nothing happened.
I was grateful when the bell finally rang, because today had been a really long day, and I was very tired. We all packed up our things and headed out of the front door. I waved goodbye to all of the new students, and began walking with Whitney, Cassi, and Nicole to the front of the school. Nicole's parents picked her up from school, Whitney drives Cassi to and from school, and I just walk. Which, actually, I find quite enjoyable. I just hope I make it home before it starts raining.
"I'll see you guys on Gmail!" I called out to them as I headed my own way. They all smiled and waved, and before we knew it, the first day with the transfers were over...