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New Bad Girl in Town: Observations of a TDB
Chapter 4
Will awoke the next morning, rested but with no desire to get out of bed. She just stared at the ceiling thinking about everything that had happened the day before. Think about it all, it seemed too ridiculous to have been real. Maybe she had imagined it all, just a bad dream.
Finally taking her eyes away from the ceiling she turned to face her nightstand and found the evidence that dashed the hope that it was all in her head. There next to her was the Heart of Candracar gleaming in the light from her window.
Trying to ignore the implications of the Heart, Will got out of bed and turned away from the jewel. Casting aside her sleep shirt Will looked into her closet and searched for something to wear. Pulling out a couple of shirts Will held them up to her body, in turn, and checked herself in a full length mirror. Will was unimpressed with the sight before her. Dropping the shirts she held, Will stared at her body clad only in a small pink undershirt and matching boy shorts.
Will hated her body, with its skinny arms and legs. Saying she was flat as a board was hardly an exaggeration with her double A cup breast and her narrow hips hardly curved at all from her thin waist. Will was skinny, not super model skinny who always looked good, but thankfully she wasn't anorexic skinny with visible ribs and hip bones. Really the words "slender" or "svelte" were good ways to describe Will, though in her mind the word "scrawny" was more appropriate.
Will sighed, thinking how nothing she owned could make up for her lack of a figure. She turned back to her closet and searched through the mess of old hand-me-downs from her mother's youth and second hand clothes, none of which seemed to fit quite right. It just wasn't fair that Will was so underdeveloped when her mother's old clothes made it obvious that back then she already had a sexy body during her teens. Yet her she stood knowing full well that most twelve year olds were more developed than she was.
Because of her small chest, the undershirt she had on was the closest thing she had to a bra since her mother didn't think a training bra was worth the money. Will hated to admit it, but she was jealous her mom's body with her C cup breast as she easily seduce man after man. Will wished she could have a body like that.
Will gasped as she turn to check another pair of shirts on herself only to find an intruder in her room. As the shirts slipped from her grasp she didn't even think to pick them up as she tried to cover herself up with her arms. Will stared at the woman, who stared back at her with the same look of shock and embarrassment as she also tried to hide her body behind her own arms.
Will couldn't believe the sight before her as she reached out to the woman who did the same. When their fingertips touch, Will finally accepted the reality of the situation. The beautiful woman standing before Will, was her own reflection. Looking down at her own body she confirmed that she had the same "scrawny" body she'd always had. Yet her mirrored self was different, gorgeous, from within the large looking glass.
The woman in the mirror held a vague resemblance to Will with her red hair and brown eyes as she wore the same underwear that Will was wearing. The woman stood much taller than Will, with her long shapely legs. Removing her tone arms from around her body Will looked in awe of her reflections incredible body. While Will underwear loosely clung to her body, the woman seemed to have squeezed into her underwear which must have been the same size as Will's own. The undershirt was stretched to the bursting point over a pair of C-cup breast that were clearly bigger than Susan's. Her body tapered down to a slender waist as thin as the real Will's before curving out to form sexy hips that stretched out her shorts as much as her shirt.
Curiosity soon replaced her shock as she further inspected the woman's body by posing before the mirror. The woman copied her moves and showed off her sexy body as Will looked in amazement. Turning around to look at herself from behind, Will's eyes were immediately drawn to her reflection's rear end. Clearly her reflection's hips were not the only reason that her short looked tight on her.
Will lowered her eyes further and tried to look at her own butt. She found it was not only small to match her narrow hips but, in her opinion, was also kind of flat. Among many things that she wished she could change about herself, her butt was one of them. She didn't want a huge ass like the booty shaking hoes that she'd seen in music videos, but she did want a slightly larger shapelier ass.
What she found in the mirror was an ass more incredible than she had ever imagined for herself. It wasn't too large, it just stuck out just enough for it to give it a lovely shapely curve. Her shorts were stretched to their limit as they slightly wedged itself between her butt cheeks looking more like a pair of hot pants. The woman still looked how sexy it was, despite the wedgie she had, as the bottom of her perfect bubble butt peeked out below the hem. All that she was missing was the word "Juicy" printed across the seat of her tight shorts and she would be ready to go out and seduce more men in one afternoon that Susan could manage in her life.
Will just couldn't believe the how deliciously luscious her reflection was and found it unfair that despite it being her reflection she would never be able to look one-tenth as attractive as her. Will thought about how her life would be so different if she looked even half as good as her mirrored self. She never would have settled for a selfish bastard as her first "boyfriend", nor would she have made so many mistakes if she had the confidence that a girl like her reflection would have.
She wouldn't have made so many mistakes in her life. She wouldn't have convinced herself that she was in love with a guy that pretended to be nice to her. She wouldn't have convinced herself to have sex with him to keep him interested. She'd never have been pressured into drinking or taking drugs or being used by so many guys that just wanted to have "fun". And she wouldn't be hated as a loser and a slut if she had a body like her reflection. The only girls that would call her a "whore" would the jealous bitches what wished they could be her.
Will continued to look at the woman staring back at her and her curiosity got the better of her as she removed her top. Pulling up her undershirt she watched as the woman's breast rose up with the tight shirt only to flop out with a jiggle bounce. Will blushed at the as she watched the breast settle, surprised that they didn't sag or even hang low on her chest. The woman's boobs were practically floating like she was wearing an invisible bra that both lifted and separated.
Mesmerized by them Will wrapped her arms around herself and leaned forward as the woman mirrored her. The woman's upper arms squeezed her boobs together displaying an ample amount of cleavage. Will couldn't help but find the sight erotic as she imaged what it would like if guys thought she was out of their league rather than them seeing her as an easy lay.
Will's arousal became more obvious as she noticed the woman's nipples. She was surprised that the woman's nipples were the only part of her body that was small than Will's real body. Looking down at her own nipples she quickly compared them and realize both their nipples were the same size, they only looked smaller on the woman's giant breast.
Will's nipples were the one thing about her body that she liked. They cute pink little circles on her flat chest, but when she got aroused like she was now the tips of her nipple would swell up in a way that she used to be self-conscious about. The tips of her nipples grew and longer and plumper until they were the size of small marbles, like a pair of ball bearings stuck to her chest. They were hard to the touch and extremely sensitive when pinched.
Truthful, her nipples made her feel so good that it was the only good part of her first time having sex. She'd already planned to go all the way with Michael but it was clear that he wanted to improve his odds by offering Will her first beer. Will remembered it as the moment when she started making decisions she would regret. Michael hadn't been a particular satisfying lover for her first time but she remembered how he had sucked on her erect nipples that night. Her nipples had giving her a more intense orgasm than the actual sex as he went down on her and finally popped her cherry.
The memory was too much for her as she began to fondle her small chest as her reflection did the same to her ample bosom. Will bit her lower lip, and teased her nipples as she looked at her mirrored self with half closed eyes. The woman looked pleased too as she smile back pleasantly with her warm brown eyes.
'Wait, why is she smiling? I'm not smiling.' Will thought snapping out of her daze. Will looked at her with a startled face as the woman continued to smile back. Will jumped back when her reflection winked at her leaving Will scared that this might be worse than a hallucination. Will looked cautiously at the woman, scared that the woman might be real.
"Will!"
Will jumped in fear turning to the door and back up to the mirror trying to hide the woman. Except Will found no one by her door.
"Will!" Susan called out again. "I'm going to work now. You better get to school on time and you better not get into any more trouble!"
Will heard the sound of the front door slamming such as her mother left the apartment. Will then turn back to the mirror and found herself looking back. This time it was her real self in the mirror, with her skinny arm, skinny legs, flat chest, and narrow hips. The woman was gone, abandoning Will like everyone else in her life.
Will turned away from the mirror and walked over to her dresser where she pulled out some clean underwear and a fresh sleep shirt that she intended to wear tonight. School clothes could wait, for now he would just take a shower and try to forget about the weirdness she had just experienced.
After her shower Will was in a better mood, walking into the kitchen wear only her underwear and a buttoned up pajama top. She had convinced herself that the mirror woman was just a dream, from been half asleep. Thankfully there had been plenty of hot water suggest her mom had either showered quickly or just extra early.
Reaching the refrigerator door Will braced herself hope that her mom had finally found the time to go grocery shopping. Pulling the door open Will was shocked by what she found. She couldn't believe her eyes as she pinched her cheek to make sure she really wasn't dreaming. The fridge was fully stocked, with everything she could have hoped for. Eggs, milk, juice, meat, soda, fruits, vegetables, cheese, condiments all the food she could image.
Closing the fridge Will checked the freezer and found it too was stock, frozen waffles, ice cream, more vegetables, even a couple of ice trays. Will shut the freezer and turn to the rest of the kitchen. Searching the cabinets Will found that they were also fill with food stuffs, rice, oatmeal, salt, sugar, seasonings, even a cabinet filled with boxed of cereal, save of one gap among them.
She debate what she should have for breakfast and decide to continue from where she left off yesterday as she grabbed the box of sugary cornflakes. After pouring herself a bowl of cereal and grabbing the jug of milk from the fridge Will walked over to the dining room table.
"Ahh!" Will cried as she tried to cover her legs with the milk jug, regretting it at the feeling of the cold bottle against her thighs. "What are you doing here?"
"Eating" Silver replied from across the table as he ate another spoon full of Admiral Crunch while looking at the box with a bearded young man in an admiral's uniform.
"You know, one of my pet peeves is how the brand names in some dimensions seem like generic rip-offs of the brand name I'm used to in other dimension. I mean Admiral Crunch, Private Brunch, Lieutenant Crunchy, come on 66% of "modern earth" dimensions call this cereal Captain Crunch, why the unnecessary diversity?"
"Get out of my house!" Will ordered, not caring about Silver's piece of trivia.
"Um, house?" Silver said looking around.
"Apartment, whatever, just leave now." Will commanded again.
"No, now how about you sit down and have some breakfast?" Silver suggested.
"I've lost my appetite" Will replied as she turned away and march back toward the kitchen.
Putting down his spoon Silver held his hand out and stared at the empty chair across the table. With a twirl of his index and middle finger the chair turned about facing Will. Turning his attention to Will, who was nearing the kitchen counter, Silver lightly jerked his hand back while flexing his fingers.
Will was shocked as she felt herself being pulled off her feet and sail across the floor, landing squarely on a chair. With another twirl of his fingers the chair with will in it turned around again. Will found herself sit at the dining room table with Silver just looking at her.
"Eat." Silver said pointing his spoon at her before shoveling more cereal into his mouth.
Will sat there confused as to what just happened, knowing only that Silver was responsible for it. Not sure what to say she choose to just pour some milk into her cereal and eat her breakfast. They sat quietly with only the sounds of munching and Silver pouring himself another bowl of cereal.
"Why did you come here?" Will finally asked.
"I was hungry and thought I'd mooch some food off ya."
"No I mean. Why did you come to this world? To Heatherfield."
"I thought I explained that as well, a combination of curiosity and boredom."
"No Silver, that's not what I meant. Why do you care about us guardians? If you can travel to different worlds why bother seeing if we can save this one? Why bother helping me?"
"Will," Silver sighed, "I already explained this as well. You have something special in you and I wanna what it is. I think watching you cope with your life and saving the world will make it clear."
"But you're wrong!" Will exclaimed. "I'm not special. Just look at me, I'm a mess. How am I supposed to save the world? How can possible lead the other girls?"
"I know you have doubts Will, but, I believe you'll do just fine." Silver said in a reassuring manner, "Besides, if my Aunt Serena can lead a team of magical girls it can't be that hard. Serious, she's a meatball-head yet she still managed to save her world like four, five times, maybe more.
"Your aunt?" Will said with surprise. "Your aunt led a team of girl like I'm supposed to do?"
"Well I mean, she wasn't actually my aunt. She was a friend of my mom's and sort of a distant "not-by-blood" relation to my dad. The point is if she could handle the responsibility, then I have no doubt that you'll do great."
"But what if I can't handle it? What if I don't have that special something you think I have? I just don't think I'm strong enough to do this."
"You do have that special something in you, and I don't think it, I know it." Silver responded as he reached into his pocket. "As for being strength, I think you stronger that you realize."
*Clack* Silver placed a small item on the table. Will was shocked to find that it was the case of razor blades that she had hidden in her dresser.
"What are you doing with that?" Will asked suddenly ashamed that Silver had discovered her darkest secret.
"I should be asking that, but we both know the answer to that question."
Will cast her eyes down know wanting to look Silver in the eyes. She expected a lecture, or a scolding, or another weird rant of his, but instead heard the skidding of something across the table. Will looked up to see that Silver had slide the case returning it to her. She grabbed the case and looked through the clear plastic at the blade still inside.
"What are you doing?" Will asked, suddenly scared at the idea of actually using them the way she planned.
"You're a person of significances Will. Your choices will greatly impacted the path that the world with follow. That's why…" Silver paused, several times he tried to continue but he couldn't seem to get the word out until. "that's why I can't stop you from killing yourself. If you choose to do so, you leave the world with few positive paths to follow. It's entirely up to you to make the choice to live come hell and high water, to end it all before you get to experience the best that life has to offer."
"My choice huh?" Will replied. "So it wouldn't matter to you whether I lived or died."
"On the contrary I'd very much prefer that you live. And not just to answer my questions about you as you save this world. I just want to see you turn your life around and start enjoying it. So please Will, keep living, I know that you're strong enough to endure."
"How can you be so sure?" Will swallowed trying not to tear up. "I wasn't strong enough to stop myself, to want to keep living. I couldn't do it because of Irma and Hay Lin and… and the other girls."
"Of course, that the strength I'm talking about." Silver said with a warm smile. "We never know how truly strong we are until we face our weakest moments. It's when our own strength fails us that we find strength outside ourselves that far surpasses the strength we relied on. That's how I can trust that you'll never give up on yourself. It's because of the new bonds that you've made. They will give you strength when you need it most."
"It didn't feel like strength." Will said sadly. "It felt more like shame. I didn't want to disappoint them. I didn't want to never see them again."
"The fact that you're alive is proof of your strength. Giving up and dying is way too easy to do, finding a reason to keep living is much harder. Too many people can have friends and family and still convince themselves that there's no point in living."
"What do you know?" Will said, tired of Silver's acting like he understood her. "How would you know what it's like to want to die? To wonder if you have any reason to keep on living or to just end it all?
"Yeah." Silver replied with a chuckle. "What would I know about committing suicide? Why would ever wonder if I should just kill myself? Like it bothers me that with all my powers and knowledge I can never truly amount to anything worthwhile because I'm forbidden to do anything that might change the world when it would be so easy. Just cause I can't be the hero or the villain, can't run for office, or revolutionize the world with advanced technology. I just squander my potential watching from the sidelines trying to stay somewhat sane."
Will looked at Silver staring at the table not even talking to her anymore.
"What I'm I left with?" Silver mused as his voice grew quiet. "What am I when I really think about it? They forbid us from directly changing the world. The little help we're allowed to offer probably makes little, if any, difference. Do we even save lives trying or do we would the death toll been less if we never enter those worlds."
Will continued to listen to Silver as he thought aloud. She noticed that the middle finger on his right hand started twitching and, every so often, made a light popping sound.
"And when it's not them forbidding us for taking direct actions, then it's them trying to kill and capture us." Silver's became more upset as he talked. "In the end are we just targets for them, the last remaining obstacles before they take the same forbidden actions for their own selfish ambitions. Is that the only reason for us to keep building our powers, just so we can remain an insurmountable wall to keep them at bay! Why the hell should I endure this bullcrap, hiding from them, fighting, running, repeatedly surviving through all that pain? Shot, stabbed, poisoned, burned, broken, battered, bleed out, torn apart, blown up, and enduring all just to go through it again all because they'll hesitate as long as we're still alive."
Silver held up his wrists and stared at them intently.
"Damn." Silver whispered, "I wish I could just end it. I have been dealing with this freakin' crap for way too long."
"Silver… Silver…" Will said trying to get his attention, "Silver!"
"Huh," Silver said finally snapping out of his daze. "What."
"Are you alright?"
"Oh sorry, I zone out there for a while."
"What was all that about?"
"All what about?"
"That stuff about not doing anything important, and being an obstacle, and living only to be shot and stabbed and other stuff."
"What," Silver spoke with surprise, "what are you talking about I didn't say anything like that."
"Yes you did, just now."
"Huh, I'm must have zone out more than I thought."
"Is this some kind of joke?" Will questioned suspiciously. "Did you think, that you could put on some "woe is me" crap and I'll start thinking, "wow he really understands me" and I'd just let you manipulate me."
"No, but it's actually convenient that you don't believe me. So could you just forget about all that personal crap I vented?"
"Listen Silver, don't pretend like you know what I've been through." Will said heatedly. "I don't believe for a second that you ever thought about killing yourself. You don't know how desperately I wanted to open my wrist and end it. How scary it is holding that blade trying to cut yourself."
Will looked at Silver who had a serious face staring back. Quietly looked past her as he raised had toward Will. Will wondered what Silver going to do when something flew past her no more than an inch from her ear. She didn't see it past by but she heard the sound of something cutting through the air. It wasn't even a blur going past but it was clear what had shot past her. It had to be the very large kitchen knife Silver was now holding in his right hand.
Silver stood up leaned toward Will holding placing his left hand on the table for support. He flipped the knife in his hand so that the blade stuck out the bottom of his fist. Will wondered what it was she had done or said to make Silver act this way as he raised the knife.
"Yeah, I guess I don't know how scary it is to turn the blade on yourself." Silver said as he swung the knife down.
*THUNK* Was the sound that Will heard after shutting her eyes tightly, so she couldn't see the knife coming. The lack of pain confused her until she opened her eyes. The sight before her was almost as scary as the thought of being stabbed herself.
She looked down at Silver's hand on the table, the knife pierced through the center of it. Blood slowing oozed out of the wound around the blade as a puddle of blood began spreading out from under his hand. It was frightening to find Silver stabbing his own hand but not nearly as scary as the calm look on his face as though it was no big deal.
"Didn't that hurt?" Will asked pointing to his injured hand.
"T'yeah, it hurt like hell." Silver responded with such a casual tone you'd think he'd been relaxing some place fun not standing with his hand nailed to a table. "But I did this prove a point. Now if I can just remember what that point was."
"What point, that you're crazy?"
"Hmm, actually that might be the point I'm trying to make. I always forget when I do this but yeah, I think the point I was make is that I'm crazy and prone to self-destructive behavior. So don't doubt what I'm capable of cause this is easy."
Silver look down at his bleeding hand still pinned to the table blinked his eyes in the way a sleepy person tries to keep himself awake.
"So you think you could get me some bandages?" Silver asked turning his attention back to Will. "Or you know what, just grab a few paper towels over there and fold them into a long narrow strip."
"What?" Will asked think that she should probably being calling 911.
"Well I'd get it myself I only got one hand here since the other one's kinda bleeding."
Will retreated into the kitchen and returned with the long strip of paper towels he asked for. Silver pulled the knife out of his hand without flinching and laid the knife down on the table before taking the towels and dressed his wound.
Will stared at the bloody mess on the table and the growing red stain spreading through the paper wrapping his hand. She really thought that he should go to a doctor as soon as possible but he just stood there checking his "bandage".
"Are you going to be alright?"
"Yeah, shouldn't take too long to heal up." Silver said confidently, "By the time we get to school there shouldn't even be a scab left."
Silver stared at his injured hand and the bloodstained table. Will watched as he seemed to focus more on his hand until it seemed to burst into flames. Will almost screamed fire at the sight of the blue flames in Silver's hand but just watched as the so-called flames left both his hand and the paper towels unburned.
Stepping closer Will realized Silver's hand wasn't on fire but covered in a blue glowing aura. Within the glow she could see a smaller white aura flickering around the towels as the red bloodstain faded as though it were being burned away to nothingness restoring the towels to their clean whiteness.
Silver lowered his glowing fist on to the table and slid it over the knife and bloodstains. As the aura touched his blood, it burst into white flames of aura that burned all the blood away leaving no sign of what had just happened. No sign except for the small cut in the table where the knife had been embedded after passing through Silver's hand.
The glow faded away from Silver's hand as he reached to check the cut on the table's surface. Already Will could see the blood from his wound starting to soak into his paper towel bandage again, though it spread much more slowly this time. He then put his hand together for a moment, like he was about to pray, the reached back to the cut. The moment he touched the table, sparks of electricity shot from his fingertips to the cut. In a flash the cut disappeared and the lightening faded, having removed the last of the evidence of what had just happened.
Silver noticed Will look of astonishment.
"What?" Silver asked, "Was it the igniting blood or the alchemy?"
"Alchemy?" Will asked in confusion.
"Oh good," Silver replied taking her words as an answer than a question, "most people focus on the bleeding, nice to see someone with an open mind for new sciences. Well, old sciences actually but whatever it's new to you."
"T-that was alchemy?" Will asked started to comprehend a part of what she had seen. "As in turn lead into gold alchemy."
"Well personally I think it's more cost effective to transmute coal into diamonds but yeah. It's an ability my brother learned in one dimension following a pair of brothers, the Elrichs."
"Your brother learned it?
"Yeah, we do that." Silver explained "We learn useful powers, technologies, magic, and other interest stuff that we can use later. Meiko learned the basic theory behind it easily enough, it just took time for his body to learn how to generate the alchemic energy used to transmute like I just did."
"You learn powers, like ours?"
"Maybe, but probably not, no lose since we already know a few elemental powers"
"You do?"
"You know we should probably get going." Silver said ignoring her latest question.
"What?" Will said looking toward a wall clock. "Crap it already 7:10, I'm gonna be late for school. It takes almost an hour to walk there and I'm not even dressed."
"Don't worry about it I'll give you a lift to school." Silver offer.
"Thanks, wait you can drive?"
"Not legally but sure. Anyway just get ready and I'll get you there in time."
Will went off to quickly get ready for school, thinking that it might not be a good idea to get into a car with an unlicensed driver. But it wouldn't be the dumbest thing she did, and she didn't want to deal with her mom or teachers if they got after her for being late.
"Don't ever do that again you jerk!" Will yelled at Silver as they walked through the entrance to the school. "You said you were going to drive me to school!"
"No I said that I'd "give you a lift" you're the one who assumed to that I was drive."
"Ugh." Will groaned as she thought about their commute to school. After getting ready she met Silver in front of the apartment she lived in. Before she could even ask were the car was Silver picked her up, and while holding her bridal style, began running. She started complaining about being carried to school but found it surprising comfortable in his strong arms that held her gently. There was hardly a bounce in each step he took as he sprinted on his way, like he was gliding on the street.
The smooth journey got rough as Silver took detours he clearly found entertaining while she began worrying about her safety. Detours like the tops of walls, and fences, swinging off tree branches or lampposts, and worst of all jumping onto the top of a moving bus.
On top Silver had set Will down and laid back like he intended to take a nap. But Will wasn't quite as relaxed as she was too scared of falling off the bus with each turn, each stop, every bump and pothole threatening to knock her off. All she could do was hold onto Silver who somehow stayed in place the whole trip until he got up and carried Will off the bus a couple blocks away from the school.
"I can't believe you did that Silver, it was reckless, dangerous, I could've been run over! Why would you do that?"
"You didn't think I was gonna run the whole way did you?" Silver replied as though that answered her question.
"That's not what I meant you jerk. That was one of the scariest most humiliating things that's ever happened to me."
"Wow, you've lived a sheltered life." He said deadpan. "Come on you wanted to get to school on time and I merely obliged, in the worse way I could think of."
Will just kept walking hoping that if she kept silent the conversation would end.
"Speaking of which it is now 7:51 and you though we wouldn't make it."
""It takes almost an hour," ta loca!" Silver mocked with a mock spanish accent as he continued on his way to school.
The two continued on in silence as they walked through the school's main entrance when Will noticed the girls on stairs to the front doors as Irma began waving her over.
"Hi Will." Hay Lin excitedly greeting her as she walked up. "We've been waiting for you so we can talk about this whole guardian thing."
"Quiet down Hay Lin it's suppose to be a secret remember?" Irma reminded.
"Speaking of unbelievable stuff we should probably ignore." Cornelia interjected, "Anyone seen that creep from yesterday? The alien guy or whatever he called himself"
"You mean Silver?" Will asked looking to her side and not finding anyone. "He was just here."
"Oh great, you actually brought your alien stalker to school with you?" Cornelia complained.
"No that's not what…"
"Uh guys." Taranee interrupted hoping to stop an argument. "Maybe we should talk about this later. If we don't hurry we'll be late for class."
Will and Cornelia glared at each other for a moment before they all made their way to homeroom.
In class Hay Lin whispered to Cornelia still trying to get her excite about their new duties as Taranee prepared for class pulling out her book and folder. Irma attention was split between listening in on Hay Lin's excitement and Will who just sat quietly in her seat.
Mr. Collins was at his desk checking his notes for the day's lesson. He then picked up the attendance sheet and began row call for the class.
"Lucy Rockwaller?" Collins asked looking at the empty desk next to Will. "Is Lucy in class today?"
"Over here Mr. Collins." Lucy called out from a desk next to a couple of her friends.
"Why are you out of your seat Lucy?"
"I didn't think you'd mind sir, since Uriah and his friends are gone." Lucy gestured to a couple of empty seats in front of her that once belonged to Uriah and Kurt.
"Besides, this seat is so much better than my old one." Lucy casted her eye over to Will with a look of disgust that Will returned to her. Lucy responded with a smirk, pleased with Will's reaction.
Will knew that this was likely only just the start. There must be rumors about what happened yesterday, people assuming that that is was her fault and had framed Uriah somehow. Soon everyone would be whispering behind her back and giving her scornful looks.
"I suppose that will be fine." Collins allowed, failing to notice the tension between the two girls. He continued to call row when the door opened. In walked a teen with light grey hair drawing the attention of the whole class. The boy the handed Collins a couple slips of paper who read review it quickly before turning to his class.
"Well class it seems we have another new student joining our class. This is Silver-rio Myzano."
"What did you say?" Silver reacted both surprised and annoyed snatching his schedule from Mr. Collins to check his name.
"Do you see an extra "r" in my name?" Silver held his schedule for Collins for him to see. "It's not Silver-Rio it's Sil-ve-rio. Are you really a teacher? And you screwed up my last name even worse. It's not My-zah-no, it's Mizuno, Me-zoo-no, you gotta use Japanese pronunciation."
"I, uh, sorry, it's an unusual name so…"
"As a teacher one would think you would encourage people to ask question to learn what you clearly don't know."
"Well yes that's right but…" Collins was fumbling unable to regain his composure.
"Just get it right next time, it kind of a pet peeve of mine or rather… a psychotic fuckin' hatred!"
"Of course sorry," Colllins said nervously, "now if you'll please have a seat."
"There's an empty seat over here." Lucy called out, "It much better than others."
Will turned to glare at Lucy know she was taking another shot at here. She then realized that there were only three desks for Silver, and one was right next to her.
'Well, great either I seat where they can't help but notice me or sit by miss pushy and risk distracting them knowing I'm right across the room.' Silver debated on where to sit. 'Well they already know about me. If they're gonna keep an eye on me I might as well keep a closer eye on them.'
"S'up." Silver said taking his seat next to Will who turned away from him in annoyance earning a smirk from Silver.
Collins calmed himself down and prepared to continue with the row call when he realized something he forgot to asked his difficult new student.
"Excuse, Silver. Mr. Mizuno was it?" Collins carefully pronounced it. "Did you, perhaps, want to introduce yourself to the class and tell them about yourself?"
"Perhaps I would Mr. Collins." Silver said insincerely, "Of course perhaps I'd just like to walk out the door and never come back, perhaps I'd want to play a video game rather than listen to your lecture, or perhaps I'd even like to climb on your desk and perform a rousing rendition of Modern Major General. But you know what? If I were to make a list of things that perhaps I'd like to do I am quite confident that introducing myself to the class would be nowhere near the top of the list. So why don't we just skip it."
Giggles and snicker were heard throughout the class room as their teacher again stood dumbfounded at the new student statement.
"Dude," a boy sitting next to Silver held his hand out for a high-five, "nice."
Silver looked at his neighbor dead in the eyes with a serious look. The effect was significant as the boy withdrew his hand regretting speaking up to the new guy.
Once Collins recovered from this latest verbal assault decide to avoided further talks with Silver and focus on the rest of his class at he finished row call and began the day's lesson.
Silver was immediately bored with the lecture as Collin read from the book and paused to indicate certain visual aids and notes that he wanted his students to remember. Silver found the fact all too familiar and instead focused on the history textbook. Starting with the very first page he flipped through it page by page with nothing but a glace at each page. From the title and copyright page to the end of the index he look through the entire book. Looking back at Collins, who was completely engrossed by his own history lesson, was doing a decent job laying out the facts Silver recalled from the histories of most of the "modern earth" dimensions that he'd learned from. Still the familiarity of the lesson was dull Collins was starting to turn blurry.
*THUCK*
Everyone turned to Silver who was sleeping soundly after banging his head onto his desk. Collins walked up to and slammed his textbook next to Silver's head hoping to wake him with a scare. Silver, however, slept on without even stirring the soft sounds of his breathing continued. Collins picked up his book looking at his student ignoring him.
"Dude, wake up." The boy next to Silver reached for his shoulder to shake him awake. He immediately regretted the effort as Silver's hand shot up grabbing his neighbor's wrist and twisted his arm. The boy fell out of his chair leaving him stuck on the floor unable to get free. A loud snore erupted from Silver before settling back to soft breathing.
"Get him off me, get him off." Cried the boy.
"Mr. Mizuno let go of him right now!" Mr. Collins commanded trying to control the situation.
"Silver wake up, wake up!" Will grabbed he's shoulder shook him awake.
"Huh, wha?" Silver awoke confused at what was happening. Taking a moment to remember where he was and noticed his neighbor on the ground in pain and released him. "Sorry about that."
"Excuse me Mr. Mizuno were we disturbing your nap?" Collins asked clearly upset and tired with Silver.
"Naw, I'm alright."
"Were you bored with the lesson?"
"And how, man I it was boring the first time I read about ancient Rome. Did I mess the lessons on Greece cause with so much mythology it's so easy to spice up the lesson plan. But Rome, unless their at war or trying to retrieve one of those damn eagles it is boring as hell. The Roman occupation of Israel was also interest but you know, you can't getting into the good events because it already in the Bible and that separation of church and state."
"Well it might not be so boring if you took some notes, or maybe you'd like to participate in the lesson. How about opening up your text to page 88 and reading to the rest of the class starting from the second paragraph."
"Page 88, that's eighth century… Right I remember." Silver then began reciting, verbatim, the paragraph Collins has requested and continued for three whole pages as the student looked on and Collins followed in his book in awe.
"That will be enough Silver, thank you. Did you memorize this chapter are already."
*YAWN* "No, well yeah, actually I memorized the book just now. I had hoped it would have taken longer though, like most of the period but, oh well." Silver then
"Mr. Mizuno I need you to stay awake for class. So if you're so bored then you can occupy yourself with a quiz."
Mumbles spread through the class with worries of having a quiz two days in a row.
"Yesterday your classmates took this quiz to help them for the upcoming test." Collins set down a handout on Silver's desk, "I intended to let you follow along as I reviewed the quiz with the class. But since you're so bored perhaps you'd like to take the quiz and I'll grade it as we review."
"Eh, I guess it's something to do." Silver reached pulled out a pencil from his backpack and wrote his name at the top.
"Now while you focus on that I'll continue with the lecture." Collins went over his notes trying to find where he left off. "While we continue on, you can have the next fifteen minutes to complete you quiz."
The students were surprised to hear Collins only giving Silver only a few minutes for the quiz that took most of them half the class to finish.
"That should allow us time to review our quizzes." Collins found his place in his notes and began to continue his lecture when Silver stood up from his desk. "Did you have a question Silver?"
"Nah." Silver then handed the quiz to Mr. Collins and returned to his desk and went right back to sleep.
Collins was clearly upset with Silver giving up on the quiz so quickly and immediately started looking over his quiz. The students couldn't help noticing that he was surprised at the quiz as he flipped through the pages. Every question had an answer. Most were simple and concise and a well though out paragraph for each of the three short essay question on the last page. Collins put the notes down and looked at his slumbering student.
"Class I think I'll return your quizzes now." Collins returned the quizzes leaving most of the students disappointed at their grades. The class then started going over the questions and the answers Collins thought was most appropriate, usually they were Silver's answers word for word.
As they finished going over the first page the class started noticing a humming sound. The humming turned into mumbling before they finally found its source.
"…so naturally we have more natural disasters, from the strain of a fast pace." The class looked on as Silver continued sleep.
"Sunday was, a day of rest, now it's one more day, for progress.
And we can't slow down, cause more is best, it's all and endless process.
I've been sleeping, sitting on my porch drinking ice-cold cherry, coke, where everything is black and white.
Nah-nah nah-nah nah-nah-nah- *YAWN*-nah-nah-nah…"
Except for the yawn, most of the students were impressed to hear his singing. Whispers could be heard questioning whether he was really asleep or not but no one was will to risk checking after last time. Even Mr. Collins was hesitant to wake him and just continued reviewing the quiz with everyone talking over Silver's voice. Some of students ignored the review choosing instead to listen to the song. A few whispers could be heard as students tried singing along with the chorus as best they could having only heard Silver sing it once earlier in the song.
When the song ended and Silver finished humming the tune it was immediately followed it with another tune.
"We are fighting dreamers!" Silver sang quickly in another language.
"Fighting dreamers! [Japanese]
Fighting dreamers! [Japanese]
Just go my way-Right here, right now, boom. [Japanese]"
The class had no idea what language he was singing in, but the fast pace song a lively change for their boring homeroom. Will on the other had looked annoyed at her slumbering neighbor who seemed to have taken control of the atmosphere in the class since he arrived. He had done what she failed to do yesterday and gain the respect of everyone in class. She thought she could convince everyone that she was tough and not someone to mess with. It was clear now that you can't just fake it that easily, he was tough. From the start he'd intimated Collins, impressed his classmates, scared them or at least scared he's surrounding neighbors. Will hated it had come so easy to him and wouldn't have any of her problems.
The review continued with fewer and fewer students paying attention as they preferred listen to Silver's singing. We each new song they listened and tried to quietly sing along as they learned the repeating lyrics.
"We're not gonna take it! No, we ain't gonna take it! We're not gonna take it, anymore!"
As the singing continued the student that kept up with Collins' review of the quiz noticed that he was starting to lose his patience.
"I guess words of a mothafucka they can be great, or they can degrate, or even worse they can teach hate…"
The students could believe that Collins hadn't reacted to the swearing in this song and just kept trying to focus on the review.
Collins was growing tired with the sing and it bothered him that no one was truly prepared for the upcoming exam. The review had taken much longer that is should have, and only had a few minutes left to go over last question the before the class ended.
"Class, class, listen up please." Collins called out to everyone succeeding to gain everyone's attention. "I want everyone's pay attention as we go over the last question. Unfortunately, everyone got this question wrong except for Silver. In fact could someone please wake Silver so he can explain his answer to the rest of us?"
The class was silent, just about everyone was looking at Silver sleep and humming the end of a song. The students nearest to him leaned away from him, the boy who hurt his arm instead slide his desk away from him. It wasn't lost on the class that Collins wasn't interested in volunteering to wake Silver either.
"Will, could you please wake him up again."
Will didn't want wake him but looking around she saw that all eyes were on her. Lucy and her friends were watching from the other side of the room looking a upset that she was with Silver, though they weren't offering to wake him. Lucy herself had an expectant smirk like she was imagining what was going to happen. Suddenly she realized that this was the first time that the class had taken notice of her today and how anxious it made her. Everyone had been ignoring her, no one seemed to have time to talk about her, or mock her or spread rumors. They were too distracted by the new guy.
The idea of waking Silver became more appealing as it he might be able to draw attention away from her again. She began to shake Silver by the shoulder but he didn't stir.
"Wake up Silver." Silver moaned a little but then just started to hum another tune. Will looked back at her classmate feeling nervous as they looked on. It felt like they were judging her, like she couldn't even do anything right even something as simple as waking someone up.
'Stop looking at me!' Will wanted to say, 'None of you wanted to try, don't look at me like you're better. Even I am a slut, an addict, an alcoholic… I'm… I'm. Maybe they are better than me. I can't change what I am. Mom's right about me, I am worthless. Why should anyone thing any better of me.'
"She's taking her time making up the reasons, to justify all the hurt inside.
Guess she knows from the smiles and the look in their eyes, everyones got a theory 'bout the bitter one.
They're saying "mother never loved her much" and "daddy never keeps in touch" that's why she shies away from human affection…"
Will withdrew her hand from Silver's should listening to the start of his song. She suddenly felt exposed as it summarized her feeling and seemed to verify her fear. She looked turned away from Silver trying to avoid looking at anyone. She was so embarrassed and wanted Silver to stop.
Irma was the only one to realize how upset Will had become and reached for her shoulder hoping to calm her.
Will turned to Irma having forgotten she and the other girls were next to her. What were they thinking now? Were they looking down on her like everyone else? Did they think the song was talking about her?
Will looked backed at Silver and started listening to the next verse.
"She can't remember a time, when she felt needed.
If love was red then she was colorblind.
All her friends, well they've been trialed for treason, and crimes that were never defined.
Irma noticed that it was the song that had been bothering her. The lyrics seemed to have a personal meaning, so she listened to more intently.
"She's saying "love is like a barren place and reaching out for human faith is,
It's like a journey I just don't have a map for…"
Again Will stopped listening to the song and covered her ears. She didn't want to hear any more lyrics mocking her, revealing how screwed up she felt.
Irma caught sight of the pain in Will's eyes for a moment before shutting her eyes tight. Thinking about the lyrics Silver had just sang, Irma started to understand how isolated Will felt. Why Will was so hesitant to trust people. She then realized that Will had only heard the worse parts of the song. The parts that Will identified with, and missed the main parts that revealed that it wasn't a description of Will's life but a hopeful love song. It was about a lonely girl who still had hope of find the one who could end her pain.
Irma wanted to tell Will that the song wasn't meant to embarrass her or even about her, but it was clear that Will was too upset to even uncover her ears, let alone listen to reason. So Irma decided to just stop the song. Reaching past Will, surprising her, Irma grabbed Silver's hair and yanked his head up before pushing back down to the desk with a bang.
"Huh, wha?" was Silver reaction as his head shot back up wide awake. He's eye darted back and forth trying to take in his surround environment. "Did I miss something?"
"It nice to have you back Mr. Mizuno." Mr. Collins said looking at Silver.
"Uh yeah, nice to be back." Silver replied as he raked his fingers over his head combing down the stray hairs that Irma had pulled up. The bell finally rang and everyone began leaving for their next class.
Irma helped Will calm down again before they left for their next class.
A/N:
This is my first original chapter, not a rewrite, for this story.
Just to clarify "Mirror Will" is NOT Will's transformed state, she is just Will's idea of the ultimate sexy and beauty. Will's guardian form will still be the same as the TV and comic series.
However for those of you readers who can't seem to visualize my description of "Mirror Will" here's a picture that is almost exactly what Will saw in her mirror.
Just go to:
www.
freeimagehosting.
net/k7qb8
Again she's almost what Will saw. Just give the girl brown eyes, a red bob cut, and remove all of the letters from her clothes, oh and lose the background. And remember those clothes she has on are a loose fit on normal Will who is shorter and not nearly as "developed" as this girl. Her names Kitty Summers by the way, a character of The Pit who can be found on John Persons site.
Please R&R.
Oh, and a message for those of you who have read chapter 3.1 of the side story. I changed the last scene so you readers might want to check it out again.