Chaos Academy

Chapter 5

Pocketful of Sunshine

Kaytalia's POV

We had gotten to the Gym at last. I shouldn't tell you this . . . but I going to anyway.

I saw Steph kiss Tom.

Well, in the check.

And, I saw Tom blush.

Aww.

I won't talk to Stephanie about it. It's her business, not mine. I respect my friends wishes.

"Well, here we are." I opened the door and Steph and Luna gasped. They should.

It was dome-shaped, with a open ceiling that closes when it rains. Inside, in to left (LOL, to the left, to the left) there a bunch of gymnastic equipment, to the right, racks of racks of fencing weapons. There was a long, circular track for track and field. In the back was the hockey ring, the lockers to change and the storage room where there are extra stuff.

"Wow," Luna whispered, awestruck.

"Nice," Steph muttered in the same tone as Luna's.

I giggled. I was the same way when I saw it. "Well, Luna over there is Coach Cast. And for me and Steph, Coach Smith awaits." I announced.

Luna smiled. "Thanks Kay. You're the best," she gave me a hug and ran to the Gymnastic side of the Gym as me and Steph walked over to the Fencing side.

"So, have you been fencing long?" Steph asked. I nodded. "About three years. It's an awesome sport. By the way, did you know that fencing is one of the only sports when girls and guys fight equally?"

Steph's mouth dropped. "No danm f-ing way." she asked, pulling back a lock of hair.

I nodded. "Yup, and I love it. I mean, how cool is it to beat a guy's butt at a sport?" I asked.

"Very cool. I would totally rub it in." Steph laughed.

"Well, Kaytalia, as usual you make friends with the newest ones of our school." I smiled. I knew who it was. Me and Steph turned around. Yup, I was right.

"Coach Smith," I nodded. Coach Smith was a guy. He had long blonde hair that was more wheat-colored than gold and wide stormy gray eyes. He had his hair in a ponytail and he was wearing normal fencing attire (you know, the white uniform) and he had a fencing mask in his right hand. In his left was a rapier, one of the fencing swords.

"And who is you're new friend?" Coach Smith asked.

"I'm Galleria, but everyone calls me Stephanie or Steph." Steph answered. She was standing still and her ice-blue eyes were shockingly bright.

"Welcome to the Chaos Academy." Steph and him shook hands. "Kaytalia, I trust you to take roll. I must speak with Coach Cast for a moment." he said and I nodded and he left.

"People! I'm taking roll!" I shouted, but the other people who take fencing were talking so loud they didn't hear me. By the way, anyone could taking Fencing, doesn't matter if you're in 6th or 12th grade.

"PEOPLE! Kaytalia IS TAKING THE DANM ROLL SO SHUT THE F-ING HELL UP!"

I looked at Steph who just yelled super loud. Was she insane? I was hyperactive sometimes, but I don't yell like that.

Well, sometimes.

"Well, well, Kaytalia. A bit outspoken today yes?" Coach Smith was back.

"That wasn't me. That was Stephanie." I said loyally. If it one thing I don't do, it's taking someone else's credit.

Coach Smith nodded at Stephanie. "Well done. You must be outspoken about your feelings."

Steph beamed. The Coach clapped his hands together and pointed to the lockers. "Well, go change to the fencing attire. The new ones, follow me so we can get you guys some new clothes."

Steph waved me a good-bye as she went to the storage room and I went to the lockers.

Of course there was the girls' and boys' lockers. I went to mine, Locker 101; a purple, red, and blue locker. All lockers were evenly spaced out with enough room for everyone to get their clothes and decorated. I put in my combination,(not telling you guys that!) and took out my white fencing uniform.

"Hey Kay!" One of my friends, Kate Ever, ran up to me. We were best friends since 6th grade, but the thing is that we don't talk that much.

"Kate! God, I haven't seen you since, well, ever!" I exclaimed, hugging her. "No pun intended." I add quickly.

She was a tall blonde, like 6'1, with long golden hair and dark blue eyes. She already had on her fencing uniform on and had her mask in her hand.

"You ready?" she asked. I nodded. "Good. I was hoping for my vengeance to be very sweet after what happened."

I rolled my eyes. I had put on the uniform and I was putting on my mask while we walked out.

We talked a bit, but Coach came with back with the new people. Steph was easy to find. Her long black hair and icy blue eyes gave her away.

Coach took roll call and he paired us up to practice. I was beaming with joy when he paired me up with Steph.

"Well, Kaytalia, I think that Stephanie will become an excellent fencer," Steph grinned like a fool, "Teach her the basics." He turned his attention to Stephanie. "Kaytalia will teach you the basics of fencing. I will be also giving everyone a handout to study. By the looks of it, Kaytalia was told you about men and women in fencing?"

Steph nodded. "Yup. I'm happy for that, but I don't know why."

"This is because an intelligent and attentive fencer can compensate for any perceived deficiencies that he or she may have, and using those deficiencies into assets. Long story short, you may not be as fast or strong as your opponent, but you could be smarter or able to remain focused better, so that will tip the scales to your favor. Right Kaytalia?"

I nodded. "Yes sir."

"Kaytalia here is the most focused fencer I've had the honor to coach in years. She is one of the most dangerous opponents in this entire school." Coach Smith praised. I grinned and Steph smiled faintly.

"Well, Stephanie, I leave you in Kaytalia's hands. For the next week or so, I'll have her drill you in the opening maneuvers of fencing. And always remember this, fencing requires the mastery of skills that are sequential and hierarchical in nature. If one of the skills isn't acquired, subsequent skills will be very difficult to master and you will be at a permanent and serious disadvantage."

"I'll remember Coach Smith." Steph answered seriously. Smith smiled warmly and went to another pair.

"So basically, he was—"

"He was saying that you're going to be really annoying because you're going to make me do the same exercise over and over, but there is a purpose behind it."

I nodded. "Thanks, that's saves a lot of breath." Steph rolled her eyes. "Are we going to fence or what?" she said.

I nodded, putting our masks on. "All right, Steph. Let's do this." I said.

We did the traditional salute and we got started lunging and going back to the beginning stance—again and again—until Steph dropped dead.

"You okay?" I asked bending down. Steph nodded, reaching for my hand. "God, this is harder that it looks," Steph said.

I laughed. "Isn't everything?" I asked.

"Guys! Good job, get to the lockers!" Coach Smith yelled.

As we were walking back, I started to sing "Pocketful of Sunshine".

Why? Oh, no reason. It just got stuck in my head.

"I got a pocket, got a pocketful of sunshine, I got a love, and I know that it's all mine," I sang softy. Steph looked at me weirdly.

"You don't sing half-bad Kay," Steph said.

"Really?"

She nodded. "I should know, I have Advanced Chorus."

My eyebrows shot up. Steph rolled her eyes. "I took Chorus back in my old school."

"Oh,"

"Well, what others electives do you have?" Steph asked, putting her clothes away in the locker next to mine.

"Latin in 5th Hour—"

I was cut off by Stephanie.

"Get OUT! Me TOO!" We both gave out twinish squeaks an d jumped up and down in a circle.

We high-fived. "And I have Art 3."Steph nodded. "Cool, I have Sketching 1."

"Well, here is my schedules."

Kaytalia, Entering 12th Grader

1st Hour - Fencing, Coach Smith

2nd Hour - Math, Dr. Bernstein

3rd Hour - Art 3, Mr. Griffin

4th Hour - Study Hall, Mr. Miller

Lunch

5th Hour - Latin, Ms. Kenbun

6th Hour - English, Mr. Ross

7th Hour - Science, Dr. Lee

8th Hour - History, Mr. Weis

"Well Steph, I think we're pretty good friends. See you later." I said smiling as the bell rang from 2nd Hour and Steph gave me my schedule back.

"Bye Kay." Steph said, smiling warmly as she walked to the main building.

"I got a pocket, got a pocketful of sunshine, I got a love, and I know that it's all mine. Oh. Do what you want, but you never gonna break me, sticks and stones are never gonna shake me . . ." I sang out to my next class, Math.

Peyton's POV

"Peyton! La Peytonicmaster!" Steph's call to me turned me around.

"Steph? Have you been working out?" I pointed at her hair, slick with sweat.

She nodded, droplets shaking off her hair. "Yup, Fencing. Let me tell you, it's not as easy as it looks."

"Hi guys," Sarah was walked calmly towards you.

"Mrs. Bringas?" Steph guessed and Sarah nodded. "Sweet! Mr. Rosen, what is my prize?"

I decided to go along with her. Steph could be really funny sometimes. "You, Ms. Kalinkas, win a all expenses paid trip to Costa Rica!"

Steph jumped up and down, droplets of sweat leaving her hair and spraying us. "Awe-Some! I GET A RICH COAST!" she exclaimed.

"Uh, Steph? Costa Rica is not a rich coast." Sarah busted Steph's bubble of happiness.

She pouted. "Killjoy." she whispered and Sarah rolled her eyes as I laughed.

"Come on you two, we're going to be late." As if to prove her point, the bell rang.

"Of course," Steph mutter under her breath as we ran into the class. There were long rows of black desks, enough for four. We took the first one in the left side.

"Hello, my students," Ms. Bringas said. She was a blonde, with dark brown eyes and a small body. Her eyes were filed with sarcasm that weirdly remind me of Kaz.

"First off, no gum in my class," She pointed at the trash can beside her desk and more that half of the class stood up to throw it out. Steph was one of them.

"Thank you. Now then, as you thought, I'm Mrs. Bringas." She stopped talking to glare at two girls (blondes) who were talking. "Shut up," she asked.

"But Miss—"

"I said shut up,"

The girl who talked back to Mrs. Bringas shut up and looked down to her hands.

"Thank you. Now, I'm going to take roll, give you guys the course outline, go over it, and then you guys can talk. Okay?"

We all chorused in our yeses. Thankfully Mrs. Bringas was fast and before you know it, we were talking. Steph went to talk with Mrs. Bringas, and it looked like a deep conversation.

"Okay, yeah but, Miss, I think that there could be white holes. Kinda like the opposite of a black hole, only they spit out everything, including light."

"Yeah, I see what you mean, Stephanie. It makes sense because mater can not be destroyed or created. I had a student, Lazaro, that is pretty much like you. I have his Facebook with you want it."

Steph beamed. "Thanks, Miss, I would like that." she said.

"Peyton? Something wrong?" Mrs. Bringas asked, looking at me.

"Nah, just bored." I said, shrugged. "Well, with you include not have breakfast wrong." I said, eyeing her salad she was eating. She looked at it and back at me with accusing eyes.

"Not. My. Problem." she said and went back to eating.

"But Miss—"

She just glared at me and that made me shut up. "Okay." I said and sat back down next to Sarah.

"Nice try," Sarah said as the bell rang. "Besides, we have only two more hours—" I moaned at that. "Until lunch. You can last," she picked up her things and left.

"Peyton, so you'll shut up." Steph put a Milky Way in my open hand. "I need to go, Sketching. Bye." she said as I wolfed down the chocolate bar, picked up my things and ran to English.

Oh, God, I am so doing to die.

I. Need. FOOD.

Nova's POV

As I ran into Sketching 1, I ran into Seth Thordenchilde, the school flirt. "Hey Nova," he said a suave tone.

I growled at him. I don't need him. "Don't need your crap now Seth." I said, glaring at him.

He just shrugged and put on a cheeky smile. "Yup, but Nova? Why the hell did you pick a fight with Steph? You want to die?" he asked.

I shook my head, sitting down. "No, I going to kick her ass." I said proudly. Seth was drinking from a bottle of water which he choked on. "Wh-What? You're going to die. I betting 50 big ones on it."

"What?" I asked. People were already betting? "And you are you betting against?"

"Hector. He thinks you have a chance." he shook his head like Hector had lost his mind. "Anyway, you should be going."

I looked at him. "And why is that?" I asked sharply.

"Because Stephanie, PerimQueen, the chick you're fighting, is here."

I closed my eyes for a second, praying that Seth was wrong, that he was just playing with me, but I reopened my eyes, and I saw her.

Stephanie was at the threshold of the class, glaring at me with cold scarlet eyes.

I am so screwed.

Me - Ha! OH NO! *Runs from thrown cars at the authoress* WHY?

Song - Pocketful of Sunshine By Natasha Bedingfield

I'm sorry for that cliffhanger, but it was to good to give up on. So, Seth, Nova, and Steph are in the same Sketching 1 class! It's going to be very interesting what happens. Will, Nova and Steph will talk with each other. And it won't be nice. And Seth will flirt. A lot.

As for the question at the end of the last chapter, Haley will kick Maxxor's butt. Badly too. Why? I hate him.

And why do I hate Maxxor? I have a personal fight with him that I have to settle.

Anyway, yes, kinda boring. I just wanted to get to the Sketching part. Sorry if it's soppy.

I'm been working on a Pokemon and Yu-Gi-Oh crossover. It's called Shattered Souls, and it's up if you want to see that.

Steph: Will I kill Nova?

Me: No. VXWolf would properly kill me.

Steph: Aww, anyway, REIVEW!