"He-- Hey! Delinquents, listen up!" resounded an shaky voice among the clamor of the restless senior class. Karen and Tsuba both ignored the voice rather rudely, scoffing before turning back to their gossip. The poor white haired teacher had no control over the class queens, and she slumped her shoulders as a few people actually turned to look in pity at her.
"So, Haya~n actually enrolled with Kasui? How does that happen exactly, Tsuba?" Karen doled on, her face perplexed with curiosity. Hayari looked way too old for school, and Kasui was actually too old for school. He'd actually quit middle school to join his current gang.
"Well, " Tsubaki sighed dramatically, adding an unneeded pause to create the air of suspense she loved to annoy people with. "I asked Hayari and the Oaf take the standard knowledge exam. Quite obviously, they failed, and the board approved them into the "Special Senior Classes" that we're in now."
"...You mean to tell me, that those two... plus Tansei," Karen huffed, looking into the corner of the room where a pink haired maiden sat in her chair with her uniform all perked up with buttons, ribbons, and glitter bedazzling it into a less lame version of everyone else's uniform. She quite literally sparkled as she talked to all the boys giving her attention.
"Uu~! I'm Kanbine Hayari," She giggled, fanning her mouth with her gingerly placed lips. "I hope we can all be great friends! Okay? Nano da!"
She winked at all the boys who gathered around, admiring her quirky childishness. Karen sighed at the sight, and leaned into the back of her chair to catch Tansei finally making his way into the classroom, pulling out a chair lazily, and flinging himself into it. He seemed distracted slightly, not even noticing Hayari in the back creating a pulling crowd.
"...He has more wrinkles in his clothes," Karen observed, scoffing. Tsubaki turned her head in confusion at the blonde. How would Karen know that? Did she keep a super anal habit of counting the wrinkles in her companion's clothes?
"E-ee! Hey!" The white haired teacher struggled again to get the class under control. She was still failing miserably. She regretted eternally that she chose to teach the SSC this year.
"HEY, FAGGOTS!" The voice made everyone jump in their seats slightly, even grabbing the indifferent Karen and Tsubahime's attention to finally shut up. The source was the gangly Kasui Kamene.
"Korrrra!! Listen t' the kindly lady here," Kasui said through his crushing teeth. He moved his hands to the young teacher and swatted her back rather hard. The teacher jumped, fidgeted slightly and turned to the class to introduce herself.
"I'm Sogone Shizu," The teacher said, motioning towards herself, placing her right palm upon her sternum. "I'm your homeroom teacher.. Thank you, Kamene-kun! Now to the lessons.."
Kasui turned his head sharply, and stalked to a seat by Hayari, scaring away all the boys. Hayari pouted slightly, but turned that into a wide grin as she fawned over Kasui's appearance.
"Uu! Uu! Kasui, you're so helpful, no da!" Hayari giggled, turning her eyes up to gaze at the slightly red yakuza. Her crossed his arms and rolled his eyes and looked forward.
"Eeh, It was nothin', korra.." Kasui spat under his breath. "Only doin' what a good guy should do.."
"Uu! Kasui the Good Guy! Uu!" chimed Hayari again, full of smiles.
"This class... is awfully small, isn't it, Ichiro-san?" a young blonde woman asked, being overly polite. Her hair was pulled into a neat bun at the top of her head, save for a few strands on the sides, which were left elegantly wavy. She wore her uniform a 100% in code compliance.
"Oi, I suppose it is, Miss Kazuko," sighed the cool, blue haired male. He rubbed his forehead, completely bored and unimaginative in conversation.
"Hey guys!" hyped a red-haired female, grinning cheek to cheek, pointing at the both of the formal two in the front row of the class. "I hope we can be great friends, yeah? I'd love it!"
Kazuko muffled a giggle behind her porcelain hand, fluttering her full lashes. "You're a lively one, aren't you? My name is Yonagine Kazuko.. I'd prefer just Kazuko."
"Okay, Kazu~yo!" she said, completely disregarding the fair maiden, and creating a nickname for her new friend. She blurted out before Ichiro had a chance to speak.
"Oh, oh! And you're Mister Ichiro? Nice to meet you both! I'm Shima! Kumone Shima! Nice to meetcha' both!" She held out both hands for them to shake. Slightly off-guard by this overly-peppy girl, Ichiro looked over to Kazuko for confirmation it was alright to shake hands with the new comer.
Kazuko nodded and smiled sweetly, shaking her hand delicately, while Shima swung fast and let go so she could shake with Ichiro roughly. Her smile was still wide, and she sat next to Ichiro.
"I can tell this will be a great year, you guys! I have a good sense for this stuff, trust me, okay? Okay!" Shima closed her eyes in confidence and grinned wider than previously. Ichiro chuckled slightly at this energetic lady, while Kazuko just smiled sweetly and awaited a teacher's appearance.
"Oh, Aniki! We're in Junior homeroom together!" spazzed a yellow haired boy, his green eyes in a showering dazzle of color at the exciting news. The taller foreigner with the green hair turned round from his conversation with one of his other friends at the perkiness of Jun's voice.
"Oh, Jun!" said Mathieu, grinning. He held his arms out wide in a friendly gesture, and walked forward in one large stride and embraced his little Otouto in a fierce hug. Jun accepted the gesture openly, making a large scene with Mathieu as they went to catch up on things.
"Aniki, how is it with Aiko?" Pressed the boy, sitting down to face Mathieu intently as they spoke to one another. Mathieu smiled and replied without a second's delay.
"We're great! I think she's opening up a bit more to me," Mathieu confided fervently, placing his head on his palm as they continued their idle chatter.
"Haauu! I don't wanna be stuck in here with all of you guys!" pouted a certain blonde haired girl, crossing her arms over her chest as she leaned back dangerously close the the floor and kept her eyes toward the window. Her hair was very well and interestingly done; there was no real way to describe it. She wore her uniform with the skirt hiked up and with a golden tie in place of the red. "I'd much, much rather be playing with Deon than stuck here learning some stupid Algebra.."
Another girl sat tapping away on her cellphone in a corner of the room. Her long brown hair was pulled back and braided to the side, her uniform perfect. She glanced slightly up at Hachi, before turning back to her phone in silence.
"If you wanna leave so bad, why don't you Little Stalker?" challenged a young, yellow haired boy. He had yellow hair tied into a neat pony tail, and wore a scarf in place of his required tie, which he tugged on defiantly at the girl.
"B-b-because! Ichiro would get mad at me, obviously!" Hachi stuttered, turning her face quickly to stick her tongue out at him. "Yuugi, mind your own business! Deon will marry me some day, and you'll take it back!"
"...What is there to take back, Stalker?" Yuugi pointed out, returning the gesture and sticking his tongue out.
"He..hey, Guys? You both are kind of.. um, please don't stare at me like that, you two.." Said a blue haired male. He moved his hands up to signal defeat as soon as Hachi and Yuugi went to stare at what he was about to say. "Can we all just get along and have a good year, please?"
"Hah! Me, get along with Yuugi? Pff," Hachi spat, turning her head back to the window and tightening her arms around her.
"Y-yo," Said a green haired maiden as she walked onto the scene, confused. Her uniform was free of wrinkles, and she wore a widened version of the red tie. She moved her hand up to flip her green locks around in embarrassment. "Um, so I guess asking whats up would not be good right about now, yo?"
"E-eh, I guess not, Haji.." Saru sighed, turning his face away from the distraction he'd been pulled into. He started a new conversation quickly. "So, how was your summer, Haji-chan?"
"Eh, eh! It was great, yo!" Haji giggled, plopping into a chair. Her face plumed slightly at the attention Saru was giving her, and she continued to make conversation with him until a red haired woman walked into the class to start the session immediately.
"Alright, Class! Listen up, please," began the lady. She was very business-like in her speech and even-tempered. Her slightly smile played on her lips as she continued to talk. "I'm Siana Shion, your teacher for this year. Call me Shion-sensei. No other variation, if you would!"
"Yes, Shion-sensei!" Spoke Haji, attentive from the moment she walked in. No one else seemed to carry her enthusiasm quite like she did through the class room.
"Miss Murasaki, is it?" drilled Siana, walking swiftly to the back of the room and smiling at her. "Can I ask you put your phone away? Otherwise, this little thing is going into my desk for the day."
"Er, yeah. Totally, Shion-Sensei..." Mai complied slightly, putting her phone in her bag at the other side of the classroom and sitting back in her seat.
"Now without further ado, or distractions, here we go class!"
"Apollo, get your butt out of MY chair!" huffed a certain blue haired femme, as she pointed from Apollo to the other side of the room. "You go sit over there by Luna and Yume, okay?"
"E-e-excuse me? This chair doesn't say 'Aiko' on it anywhere!!" Apollo informed her, crossing his arms slightly. "You just don't want to make new friends. Luna annoys me too much.. I have to live with her, so show me some compassion!"
The messy haired blond boy slammed his hands on the desk and pulled out a marker from his pencil bag, and wrote "Apollo" on it in scraggly handwriting. "There, this is now my desk."
"A-A-Apollo! Can you pay for that? Seriously," fidgeted Aiko, taking the marker away from him. She tossed the marker at Luna and called her name. Luna didn't react fast enough and was promptly hit in the head with the marker. She threw a fit and stood up immediately mid-sentence with Yume.
"AIKO! Watch where ya' throw things, okay? That frickin' HURT," Complained Luna, picking up the marker and wagging at Aiko before throwing it at her. Aiko swiftly dodged and instead, Yoshiya was hit. He pushed out his lower lip and began to cry dramatically.
Yume then felt the need to also rise up to the yell-fest in the freshman class.
"LUNA! Look who's talking! You hurt poor little Yoshiya!" She mocked Yoshiya, and turned to look at Luna and pull her by her perfectly pressed uniform and create wrinkles. "Yoshiya needs to grow up, but throwing a marker?"
"Yume, you're so mean!" Yoshiya cried, picking the marker up himself now.
"He-hey! Yume, I didn't mean to hit Yoshiya! I was aimin' for that blue-haired tsun!" Luna quickly stated, breaking Yume's hold instantly. "You saw that!"
"Hey, you guys better not mean me when you say Tsun..." Aiko interrupted.
"Hey, guys, can we drop this now?" said a orange-haired maiden, who entered the scene just as everyone began to accuse one another for the marker. She tore the marker out of Yoshiya's hand and threw it in the trashbin.
"Hey, that was my marker, Kirin!" Wailed Apollo, running to the bin to dig out his marker. "Mark-kun, where are you?"
"You.. named the marker?" Kirin laughed, holding her stomach from the fit of laughter that ensued the room.
"I name my stuff, too, Kirin!" Luna informed, pouting. Apollo ignored everything and rescued his Mark-kun and returned to his seat.
"Hello everyone!" pipped a very high voice. Everyone shuffled to their seats as soon as a purple haired woman came walking through. She held an air of carelessness lacked among the many other teachers at the high school. "Name's Aline Enbukyoku! I hope we have a good year together, yeah? I don't care what you call me as long as it's not disrespectful.."
Everyone greeted their teacher quietly, and Apollo had his entire body laid out on his desk. Aline noticed this, and it piqued her interest as she stalked over and removed Apollo from his desk.
"...Oh, my... I can tell this year's gonna be interesting!" Commented Aline, smiling at Apollo a bit sadistically. "Now.. how are you paying for this? In cash or credit?"