Chapter 2- For The First Time In Forever:
Sena:
For the first time in forever I'm actually going to school. I couldn't help but feel excited and happy. I knew most kids didn't like school- but honestly, when you go so long without it you tend to miss it. I mean, I have been schooled before. Up until maybe last month, I did do online school (I found a library that had computers so I was able to do it). Still, actual school with actual people. I wonder how many people I'll either- A. Piss off B. Annoy C. Prank. I loved playing pranks every now and then- it helped with my little…magic. As for the other choices, I always ended up making someone really made or annoyed. I, most of the time, didn't do it on purpose. Most people just tend to find me a bit annoying- and weird. I make people mad too, accidently for the most part. I do it on purpose if I don't like the person though. I'm an angel until you make me upset or you're mean or a bully. I hate bullies/
I giggled to myself and continued getting ready before I would walk to school. I picked out black skinny jeans that were checkered print with pink and a light gray spaghetti strap tank (all which cost me roughly twenty U.S. dollars- an extremely small fraction of the half I had been paid). I still had my beat-up black sneakers that I loved to death. You would think after two years I would need new ones- nope. I guessed that Mrs. Left Foot agreed with Mr. Right Foot that a size 7 was big enough so they stopped growing- as a team! Aw, they're such a cute couple. I wiggled my toes and laughed. I quickly brushed my long blue hair (though to me it looked more blue-gray color) and headed out the door after one last glance at myself in the mirror. Okay, this is just one of the five outfits I bought (again- small fraction of the payment but I really needed new clothes…I may buy one new pair of sneakers though…but before I spend any more money- After school, I have to make a stop somewhere). I looked at the straps, better grab a cover-up.
When I got to the school, I blinked. It's pink. Pink. Pink.I had no trouble with pink (it was a pretty color) but whoever painted the building went too overboard. I didn't know that much pink paint even existed. Shaking my head, I made my way to the office to meet Souh- honestly, it's a miracle I have mixed up the honorifics yet even if I have been in Japan for two years.
"Ah, there you are," he greeted with a large hug, "If you can just see my secretary out there you can pick you up your schedule! I wish you luck and I look forward to your performance at the end of the month!"
I bowed,
"Thank for the opportunity."
"You have talent," he said simply, "and I will not let that talent go to waste. Now, off with you," he said with a smile. I obeyed and headed out to the secretary.
"Hello," she greeted with a wickedly sweet (and fake) smile. I smiled back happily, not all concerned with the way she reminded me of Umbridge from Harry Potter.
"He told me I can get my schedule here," I said just as sweetly- unlike her, mine was real. She momentarily scowled, but then forced a smile,
"Of course dear, here you are! Don't get lost and you were put in a Japanese Communications class to help with that accent of yours. Oh, and you're that petty street magician he took in, aren't you?"
I saw right through that smile and recognized the vaguely veiled insult at my accent (and street magic). Totally going to prank her later…or now. Now is good. I smiled,
"Oh yeah! I can do a trick for you if you'd like!"
She looked at me like I was stupid,
"Alright dearie."
I thought that she thought that I wouldn't be that good.
"Okay, I'll do a trick that I never tried before," I said gleefully.
She gave me this look that practically screamed, you sure you wanna do that- I already know you're bad enough as it is. I hid my giggle,
"Do you have a pen and paper?"
She skeptically handed me a piece of paper. I drew a small cartoon mouse (a simple circle with whiskers, a tail and ears- I'm a magician, not an artist). I held up the paper and she saw what was drawn. Then I folded it up.
"Now can you please open your drawer?"
She smiled that sweet, fake smile and opened the drawer,
"Whatever are you doing dear?"
"You'll see," I smiled, "Now there's nothing in that drawer, correct?"
Oddly enough, the drawer she opened actually was empty. She nodded,
"That's correct dear," she tapped the bottom of the wood drawer for good measure.
"Good, now," I put the folded up piece of paper in the drawer, "I will turn that drawing into a real mouse."
I saw her hide her smirk, covering it in a forced smile,
"Oh, dear, I hope this doesn't work, I'm scared of mice."
Again, I ignored the jab at my magic skills. This actually was a real magic trick though- something I saw another magician do and he taught me. I closed the drawer and then tapped the door to it,
"Now, open it."
She did as asked and then she screamed. There was a kind-of-big mouse in the drawer. I picked up the paper and unfolded it, showing that it was blank. Then I left with a smile before she could yell at me. Totally worth it. I hope the chairman has a sense of humor though.
I headed to my first class, Class 1-D. It took me a while to find it, but I finally did- so hurray for me….until I walked in the door and found everyone staring at me.
Third Person:
Everyone stared at the new student- who seemed a lot different than what they were used to. Even the sensei was a bit surprised. He was used to his class being filled with all the rougher, tougher, meaner kids- all of whom were boys, usually mafia sons. He was not used to some blue-haired girl that seemed too happy to be at school. Then again, he expected her to be in his class since the others were mostly full.
Ritsu, from his spot at the back, raised an eyebrow. The girl didn't look like she belonged in a class with mafia sons. She had on black skinny jeans that were checkered with pink and a gray top that had spaghetti straps. Luckily, she had on black jacket that stopped shortly after her armpits and was long-sleeved. At the ends of the sleeves was pink frills and pink lace (the same as the collar of the jacket). What stood out most was her blue-gray hair that went to her waist and her violet eyes. She smiled cheerfully.
"You must be the new student," Sensei said, "Zaberry Sena?"
"Zauberei," she corrected,"and yes."
Sensei nodded,
"Please take a seat by Kasanoda."
Ritsu raised his hand slightly and Sena happily skipped over to a seat next to him. She smiled and Ritsu found her cheerful attitude contagious.
"You're Kasanoda?"
"Kasanoda Ritsu," he informed her. She smiled and nodded,
"That's cool."
Everyone was still staring at her. She waved at them and, embarrassed, they turned away.
"Why were they staring," she whispered.
"You're next to me," Ritsu huffed.
"Ah, that makes sense then…actually, it doesn't. Go with the explaining."
Ritsu raised an eyebrow at her choice of words, but answered,
"I'm scary looking," he said simply, "The Human Blizzard and people don't really like me. Too scary."
Interesting, Sena thought, that makes them kind-of bullies. I don't like bullies. Maybe I can really scare them with a prank or magic trick…nah, better not. Ritsu seems almost proud, but sad and lonely, at being the Human Blizzard.
Sena:
After school, I headed out to the halls only to be nearly trampled by a hoard of girls. I quickly stepped back into the classroom. Ritsu chuckled.
"We learned to wait five minutes for the girls to go."
I nodded,
"…Where are they heading anyway?"
"The Host Club."
I blinked. I could not have heard him right.
"A what club?"
"You'll have to see it yourself," he shook his head, "Music Room Three."
I bobbed my head,
"Okie dokie- I'll go see what's going on that they have fangirls," I shivered and headed to Music Room Three. At least where I thought Music Room Three was until Ritsu pointed in the other direction,
"Ah, it's that way."
"I knew that."
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It still took me ten minutes to find the Music Room. Seriously, there's like six music rooms?! Who needs that many music rooms!? And this is is supposed to be the abandoned one? Geesh. I opened the doors and was greeted by bright lights and flower petals. Are they magicians too?
"~Welcome to the Host Club!"