A/N And, another update! Yay! Enjoy.
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It wasn't very easy to find a school that wanted to take a girl with amnesia in, but eventually Ian found one that wasn't that far from their house. After a test the school had given to Lysa it turned out she was in the second class of high school, which meant she was probably fifteen or sixteen years old, if she didn't skip a class or did one twice. Also, after they gave her a test to see how far she was in this year it turned out that she actually was a bit further than most of the classes. It shouldn't be a problem to keep up for her if she entered a new class, which was a big relief for all three of them. It was Monday, two weeks after she joined the smosh-household when she went to school for the first time. Because it was her first day, Anthony agreed to drive her to school, but they would get her a bus-card as soon as possible, since they really didn't have time to drive her every day.
'So, you're nervous?' Anthony asked after they pulled out of the drive-way.
'A bit.' Lysa answered, not trusting her voice to say anything more. Honestly, she was extremely nervous. Everyone was nervous on their first day to a new school, especially if they entered in the middle of the year, but on top of that, she wasn't so sure anymore if she could do this with her amnesia. She began to wonder if this really was such a good idea as she initially thought when Anthony replied.
'There's no need to be. You're gonna be fine. I promise.' He assured her.
'Right.' Lysa replied sarcastically. Anthony sent her a skeptical look, but didn't reply. They rode the rest of the way in silence. Anthony only broke it when they stopped near the school.
'Good luck Lys.' He said, smiling. Lysa smiled back.
'Thanks.' She said, before grabbing her bag and exiting out of the car. She took a deep breath to calm herself. Right, she could do this. She reported herself at the reception and walked to the classroom the receptionist told her about. Thankfully she had arrived early, and the room was practically empty when she entered. She sat down in the back left corner and grabbed her book out of her bag. She started to scroll trough the pages when someone walked up next to her.
'Lysa, I presume?' The teacher said when he stood next to her. Lysa nodded in response.
'I'm mister Tealeaf; I'm going to be your history teacher for the rest of the year.' He introduced himself. Lysa silently snorted at his name. Poor man. 'We're at chapter five, paragraph four at the moment, about the cold war. I understand you've already handled this subject?' Lysa nodded again. At this, the man continued on another subject. 'Are you alright with it if I ask you to introduce yourself when the class starts?' This time Lysa didn't nod.
'Erm, I'd rather not.' She refused politely. The man gave her an understanding look.
'I suspected so.' He replied. 'You can stay in the back if you want, but I have to warn you: not every teacher will let you stay unnoticed.' At this, he walked back to his desk. Lysa couldn't help to feel a bit of panic by the thought of standing in front of a classroom, introducing herself. This was different than with the Lunchtime video. She was only with Ian and Anthony at that moment, and didn't have to face unknown people. At least, not directly. Here, she was with a whole class of unknown teenagers who were all judging her. While she was pondering about this, the classroom slowly filled with people. Some people shoot her short, judging looks, but most people just sat down on their seats, paying not the least attention to her. The seat next to Lysa remained empty.
The next class also wasn't very exciting, but in the third one something happened which Lysa wasn't so happy with. She was called forward to introduce herself. And that wasn't even the worst part. Someone recognized her.
'Hey, aren't you that girl from smosh? With amnesia?' A dark skinned boy asked curiously when she was about to tell her name. Some other teenagers also looked up when he said this.
'Yeah, you look an awful lot like her!' A blond girl agreed. Lysa nervously fiddled with her thumbs. Should she tell them? She guessed she had no choice.
'Yup, I am.' She confirmed as cheerful as she could. A loud buzz sounded through the room when everyone started to whisper with each other. People who hadn't seen the video asking people who she was and people who had seen it explaining it to everyone. Lysa just stood awkwardly in front of the class, enduring all the surprised looks thrown at her. After some time the teacher had had enough and silenced the crowd.
'Silence everyone! Let Lysa finish her story!'
'Oh, so your name is Lysa!' The boy who had spoken up first exclaimed. Lysa felt like slapping herself in the face. Now her name would go public and they'd never find her family. Stupid, stupid, stupid!
'Yes it is. Like you all probably know, I live with Ian and Anthony from smosh and have amnesia. I just started school here today.' She told them, before walking back to her seat in the back of the class.
'Alright. Thank you Lysa. Now we continue with the subject of gravity, and how it affects our body…' The teacher continued, but Lysa already tuned out. Still, people were looking at her, whispering to each other. She could guess about what. And they knew her name. It'd probably be all over the internet in no time. They'd never find her family now. God dangit! The class was over in no time and she prepared to sit alone in the brake, but to her surprise three girls asked her to sit over with them. Turned out they only wanted to know about her guardians, but it was at least nice to talk with someone. The rest of the day she sat next to them in class, and to her surprise she quite enjoyed herself, despite of the disappointment of revealing her name.
'So, d'you want to make some homework with us today or something?' Mariah, a girl who she sat with asked during a very boring English literature class.
'Sure!' Lysa confirmed. 'I'd have to ask Ian or Anthony though, but they're going to pick me up this afternoon, so I guess I could ask then.'
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'Of course you can go!' Ian replied enthusiastically. 'To whom are you going?'
'Mariah. She's a girl I met in-' Lysa answered until Mariah popped up behind her.
'What about me?' She asked, but then she saw Ian. 'Ian! I love your videos! Could I please have a picture with you?' She shouted enthusiastically. Lysa only just restrained herself from face palming. This was really weird. Having your almost friend fangirling over someone you consider as your father, or at least a father figure. Ian replied surprised but friendly and let her take a picture, and not soon after that Mariah's father arrived to pick her up. Lysa stayed with her until five thirty, when Anthony came to pick her up for dinner. Over all, she had had a good day.
'So, how was it at Mariah's?' Anthony asked while driving away.
'It was nice.' Lysa replied. 'It was a bit weird sometimes, when she wanted to know all about you guys, but apart from that I really enjoyed myself, and I think she did too.' Anthony chuckled.
'Yeah, Ian already told me that she knew us.' He hesitated before continuing. 'Are you sure she isn't just your friend because of us?' Lysa frowned. She had already thought of that, but dismissed it quickly.
'I don't think so.' She denied. 'They first wanted to talk with me because of you, that's for sure. But I at least hope they'll stay friends with me because they like me.' Anthony nodded, also frowning. Lysa just realized that that's how he and Ian had to feel all the time. Not sure if people were friends with them because of their fame or their friendliness. Poor guys. She could relate now, and it wasn't fun.
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A/N And that's it! I hope you all enjoyed reading this. I also hope I didn't make too many mistakes, and if I did I apologize. On another note, I really want to start up another story from which a plot-bunny has been bugging me for weeks, but that does mean that this one will probably be updated less frequently. So I'm not sure if I should first finish this story before starting that one. It's about Tobuscus by the way. Please let me know what you think I should do. I really want to write it! Thanks to everyone who has reviewed, followed or favorited this story, or put me on author alert. It helps a lot. Peace of!