NAA: People are so nice!
Eve: Who?
NAA: Just... people... usually.
Eve: The human brain is hard to comprehend.
NAA: Wha-?
Eve: Perhaps I could access your main system and-
NAA: IDON'TTHINKTHAT'SNECESSARY!
Eve: NAA does not own the game Elsword.
Chapter Three:
A Transfer Student.
Aisha's PoV
Present Time...
"Um, what is this?" I grimaced at the sight before my eyes.
"Your uniform." Angkor replied readily.
"I know that, but why's the skirt so..."
"Short?" He finished for me.
"Yeah."
"Because it's more pleasurable that way." I swear his cute little smile turned evil and pervy for a moment there.
"You little pervert!" I exclaimed, tossing his cage out of the room, and slamming the door shut. Today would be the first day of school, apparently. I had awoken early to prepare. Fortunately, today is also the day I can see Aisha Ostrum again, for our report to each other.
She said I should enter Elisium either after the school day, midnight, or at noon. It really would not matter what time I went since, well, time does not flow in Elisium. The only problem is someone might follow me if I'm not careful.
I sighed, trying to clear my head for the moment. After all, I didn't have to worry about that now. I turned back to the uniform lying on my- er, Aisha Ostrum's bed.
The shirt was a plain white, with a collar, and a red tie to go with it. There was also a navy blazer. And then the skirt. While I am used to short skirts, this one just seemed more inappropriate then usual. It was just a simple red, pleated skirt, with a plaid pattern.
Perhaps it was the combination of knee-socks? I refuse to wear those, it's still much too hot outside for that(it took awhile before I agreed to wear the blazer, too). Once again sighing, more out of reluctance then sadness, I stripped myself of the comfortable T-shirt, and soft shorts I was wearing.
It took only five minutes more before I exited the room, almost tripping over Angkor's cage.
"That was rude." He stated, glaring at me. I stuck my tongue out, then giggled as he pouted.
"Tell you what, I'll give you a treat later." His eyes lit up with childish joy, then quickly dimmed.
"Two treats." He muttered.
"Two treats it is then!" I exclaimed, bending down, sticking my fore-finger through the bars, and rubbing his head a little.
"D-Don't do that! I am an elegant animal!"
"More like adorable~! Oh, but I gotta go!" I glanced at the clock.
"Don't forgot your lunch!" He called after me, but I slammed the front door shut. I quickly locked it, then dashed down the stairs, the bag of books Aisha Ostrum told me to have in my hand.
"Off to school?" Rena wondered to me as skipped the last three steps of the stairs. I couldn't get used to the elevator; doubt I ever will.
"Yes." I stated bluntly as I passed her desk.
"Well have fun then~! Ah, I remember my high-school days..." And so I left her to her reminiscing, and out the door I went. The side-walk was bustling with life, much different from the first day I arrived. It was a bit difficult not bumping into people, but I managed to reach the school gate with making too many people scream at me.
Mostly...
There was a man standing at the gate who asked for my name since school IDs had not been distributed quite yet. He looked like a security guard of sorts.
"Aisha Ostrum." I had stated, almost forgetting to tell him the 'Ostrum'. He nodded, spoke something into an odd device, and the gate swung open. I blinked twice, shocked. Snapping out of my confusion, I rushed in.
To my surprise, nearly none of the teens here wore the navy blazer!
"That d*mn bat just wanted to embarrass me, didn't he?" I muttered to myself, quickly pulling my arms out of the sleeves. I managed to get the jacket off before anyone noticed. Speka had informed me on what to do once I got into the school, since Aisha Ostrum had forgotten.
But where would I find the office she told me to go to? I could ask someone, but I get... Nervous when approaching people. When they approach me, it's a different story, though.
I walked steadily through a crowd of scattered teens, once again trying not to bump into anybody. People stared occasionally, probably wondering who I was. I ignored them.
I somehow reached the entrance, and practically burst through the doors. Unfortunately, it was much more crowded in here than outside. My shoulders slumped, and I started inching towards the wall. The halls were filled with lockers and doors.
The doors were numbered, just like every other door in this city, but they also had numbers. 1-A, 1-B, 1-C, etcetera, etcetera. It took awhile, but I eventually found the Office Speka had told me about.
It was labeled 'Principal'. I entered, and was met with a tall woman filing something. She had longer, golden tresses, and a little white and pink hat. She wore a matching business suit
"Oh, hello." She greeted, smiling at me.
"Um, hi." I replied blankly.
"I'm Ariel, the Vice Principal. It's nice to meet you..." She introduced.
"Aisha... Ostrum!" I said hastily.
"Oh yes, you're the transfer student, I'll get you a map, a schedule, and locker number." She disappeared through a door near the back of the office. I looked around. The room was bright, and cheerful. There were two windows on the same wall, framed by pink drapes. The floor was a cherry colored hard-wood, but there was a white floor rug in the center.
The desk held one of those box objects that were apparently called computer monitors, a small stack of papers, a jar of pencils, and a coffee mug. There were two filing cabinets behind a red roll back chair that had wheels.
Ariel came back in as I finished gazing at the floor lamp in the corner.
"Here you are, first and second years are one the first floor, third years on the second." I nodded dumbly to her statement, taking the map, the schedule, and a small card holding two numbers. I looked at it, locker 167, combination 5935.
"Thank you." I muttered, turning to the door.
"Welcome to Velder High~!" She called happily as I left. I stuffed the card with my locker, and combination number before studying the map. The room 2-C was highlight with a yellow marker. So I guess that's my classroom. I sighed, memorizing the location, then pushing the map into my bag, too.
I still stuck close to the walls, but by now my fatigue from waking up early had vanished, and I was in a much better mood. A little smile found it's way onto my face, despite the fact that I was clinging to the lockers like my life was at stake.
But in this place, you could never know. It's like a jungle or something. By the time I reached the sliding door labeled '2-C', the shouts, and laughter had died down. I took a deep breath, my anxiety being pushed down by the oxygen.
I slid the door open, and poked my head through.
"Um, excuse me?" A said to a middle-aged woman wearing a long skirt and a scowl.
"You the transfer?" She bluntly questioned. I bounded into the room, sliding the door shut gingerly behind me.
"Yes, my name is Aisha, it's very nice to meet you." I smiled, trying to drown my nervousness in a happy attitude.
"Alright, just sit down, the window over there's open." She gestured towards a desk near the back. It sat by a window.
"Thank you." I skipped over to the desk, my smile never leaving my face. I paused before sitting, a thought invading my peace of mine.
"Do you believe in magic, Miss Stella?" I blurted, and immediately regretted. The whole classroom was chuckling. I just hoped I wasn't blushing.
"Please sit down, Aisha." I obeyed, nodding jerkily. I was not sure if I liked Miss Stella or not. I could feel my ears burning, but I didn't stop smiling. I once heard that even a fake smile will give you happiness. I hope that's true.
As Miss Stella talked about various lessons, and on how some kid named Elsword had better 'Shut the hell up before I yank that little red pony-tail so hard, you'll be seeing lizardmen', or something like that, I looked around the room.
The walls were a plain white, and the room was filled with twelve desks and chairs. They were set in four rows of three. My seat was in the second to last row. Miss Stella's desk was backed by a chalk board with a 'Detention List' written on it. The only name up there was 'Elsword', written in swoopy letters.
Miss Stella's desk was one of the first I'd seen that didn't hold a computer. Miss Stella was sitting on it at the moment though, her legs crossed. Yet she still manages to look threatening. I glanced at the floor as she looked my way.
That's when a noticed a clip-board on the floor. That's odd. After an hour of 'learning', a bell rang throughout the school. It startled me for a moment, but I managed to hide my shock.
Teens filed out slowly as I squatted down to grab the clip-board. As I left the room I placed it neatly on Miss Stella's desk. I could feel her eyes gazing into the back of my purple head.
I still kept the smile on my face, even when I bumped into the read head sitting next to the desk in front of mine. I muttered an apology, and hurried off as quickly as I could. checking the schedule Ariel had given me.
Time-ski~~~~~~ip!
Lunch-Time
Elsword's PoV
"So what did you think of the transfer student in homeroom?" Chung asked cheerfully. I shrugged.
"She was... Purple, I guess." I stated, snorting afterwards. He let out a light laugh.
"Yeah, I guess she was." I smirked.
"Oh look, there she is." He pointed to the corner of the large cafeteria. I glanced over the many teenagers crowding the room. There she was, smiling and munching on some sort of sandwich as she read a book.
"How the hell can she read in all this noise? I can barely hear myself think!" I exclaimed, raising an eyebrow.
"Who knows, maybe we should ask her." I snorted again, not realizing he was being serious until I noticed him stepping lightly towards her direction.
"Wait up." I grumbled, pushing some brunette out of the way. I didn't bother to apologize as I dashed after my blonde, Pikachu-eared friend.
"-Chung." I reached the two as they chatted, apparently just now sharing introductions.
"And this is Elsword, he's kind of an idiot, but don't mind him." I scowled.
"Hey!" The grape giggled, and I glared menacingly at her.
"It's very nice to meet you Chung, and Elsword." She stood up and bowed to us. I cocked my head in confusion, but Chung just laughed.
"Same to you, Aisha." He returned the bow, and once again, I snorted. Aisha sat back down.
"Would you like to sit with me?" She offered, I shrugged, but sat alongside Chung, who had nodded. As we ate, Chung and Aisha talked almost non-stop. I didn't really care though, since food was the only thing on my mind. The grape-head laughed, and i glanced up.
"You look like you just got out of hibernation!" She explained, trying to cover her chuckles with a hand.
"He probably did." Chung stated matter-of-factly.
"No I didn't, Elsa just forgot to feed me." I said between chews.
"You're sixteen, shouldn't you know how to feed yourself?" Chung had a devious little smirk on, the b*st*rd.
"Well excuse me for never learning." Aisha laughed more, but the bell interrupted her.
"Oh, I guess it's time fo- shoot!" She suddenly stood up, stuffing the rest of her sandwich into her mouth.
"What's your next class Aisha?" Chung asked before she could dart away.
"Math, why?" She choked out.
"Elsword, don't you have Math?" I nodded, stuffing the rest of my food into my mouth similarly to Aisha.
"Too bad I don't." His shoulders slumped as Aisha darted away without even a good-bye.
"That was kind of rude." I spoke, watching her exit the cafeteria. Wait, that didn't look like the way to the Math classroom.
"It doesn't matter, she probably just didn't wanna be late, unlike someone else I know." He said in a sing-songy voice.
"Yeah, yeah whatever. But where's she going." I said that last sentence incoherently to Chung, who also stood up.
"I'll see you in Gym." He said before strolling away.
Chung: NAA, can I ask you a question?
NAA: Sure, little Pika-Chan(yes I did just call Chung 'Pika-Chan')
Chung: Why did you call me Pika-Chan, and why didn't you give Rena a class last chapter?
NAA: Because 'Pika-Chan' is cuter then 'Pika-Chung', and I forgot. Soooo
Rena: Grand Archer.
Chung: Okay then.
NAA: Say Chung, did I make you/DC OOC in this chapter?
Chung: No, I was funny and nice, just like always.
NAA: You sure have high self-esteem.
Chung: Is that a bad thing?
NAA: Noooooo.
Reviewers~~~
RubyCrusade: Again, thank you~! Yeah, improvement is definitely needed, but the more you write, the better you get, aye? And offer accepted! Though I doubt I will since I get fidgety when asking for help, sooooo... yeah...
Mandy2345619: Thankees for the compliment~!
Rinkushido: Thank you, thank you(I seem to say that a lot). The whole Dimension Witch debut is one of the main things that inspired this actually! I am terrible with description(or, at least lazy). But I will try my best~!
Chung: Your reviewers are so nice~!
NAA: I know, right?!
Toodle-Loodles,
~Not-Alone-Anymore