First Day Of School

A Little Insanity

A Spin-Off

~First Day of School~

*Warning: Characters May Be Completely Different*

Fang walked around the hallways of the school. He looked at the sheet of paper in his hand that read his locker and his locker combination. Fang looked around. Another school. His parents just moved in to town to look for jobs. It was the fifth move in the past year. Fang had basically given up learning everyone’s name since the chances were he wasn’t going to stay long enough to be friends with anyone.

He found his locker and put his stuff inside. Somehow he managed to find his first class too: Mr. Undertaker’s Phycology class. Fang looked at the door and sighed. This was the beginning of the end.

Fang walked in. Everyone seemed to know each other and were talking to loudly to one another. The teacher sat at the front desk looking down at some papers. His long grey hair nearly reached the floor. Another adult sat at the computer typing furiously at the keyboard. His hair was white and he wore a blue dress shirt. He looked like a student teacher or an intern or something. The teacher, Mr. Undertaker, seemed to notice Fang standing there because he turned to face him. The man smiled and his eyes glittered with happiness. He motioned Fang to take a seat. Fang sat by a bunch of quiet weirdoes. At least, Fang thought, they would be quiet.

One was boy dressed in black and had a lot of piercings and tattoos. He glared at Fang as he sat down beside him. The girl on the other side of the boy wore black also. Unlike her desk neighbor she had no piercings or tattoos. She sat facing forward like a robot, not looking to the left or right. Her arms were laid on her desk with a pencil and paper waiting to be used. She had short black hair with streaks of purple in it.

Fang flinched when a piece of paper hit the back of his head.

“Hey you!” a voice called for him.

Fang slowly turned around. The girl behind him pushed her glasses up her nose. Fang had to stop himself from laughing because she looked like a female version of Wando in those books he read as a kid. With one arm on the desk and the other on her hip she sighed.

“He’s the one who threw the paper!” she pointed behind her, “I just dodged! He’s been doing that for three years! Quit looking at me like I did it!”

Fang leaned in his chair so he could get a better look at the person behind her. The boy he saw was crumpling up a piece of a paper. His spiked red-orange hair was somehow standing on its own. Around his neck was a spiked dog collar necklace and a chain necklace that hung down to his neck. He saw Fang and scowled. For some reason, Fang felt like he would be the target of something after school. The boy threw the paper. The girl ducked and the paper hit Fang’s leg.

“Hello everyone!” a girl at the door yelled, “How was summer break?!”

There were a few murmurs here and there but she didn’t seem to hear them. The girl grabbed someone from outside the room and pulled them inside. The girl had her pink hair into two pigtails at the side of her head held together by yellow hair ties. Her hair was long and pink. She wore a yellow vest over a dark blue sweatshirt. Her skirt went down to her knees where they almost connected with her long knee-high socks. And black Mary Jane’s. As for the boy she was dragging behind her: he was about a head taller than her when he wasn’t being pulled every which way. He had long blue hair, freed from any restraint. He too wore a yellow vest but it was over a light blue dress shirt and tan khakis.

She walked right up to where Fang was sitting but didn’t seem to notice he was sitting there.

“Hey guys! Guess what! My cousin is here!” she said.

The silent over achiever looked over at him. That was the first time Fang noticed that she moved.

“What’s his name?” she asked in monotone.

The boy was about to answer when his cousin answered for him.

“I call him Blue!” she said, “Say hi, Blue!”

Again, he was about to speak but the cousin changed the subject.

“He’s going to be here all year! Aunt Bolverich III is totally getting her mansion redone. She says it is so 16^th century! So Blue here had to have somewhere to stay! He’s staying with me!”

The girl behind Fang sighed, “Poor Blue.”

The red head slouched, “I feel bad for him. Why couldn’t he get a hotel?”

Miss. Pretty Pink Ponytails failed to notice the insults, “Those dirty places!? I can’t believe you would even talk about those places! Poor Aunty sacrificed herself and went to live in one of those dirty places in London. She wanted a better life for her son Blue.”

The boy with the tattoos rolled his eyes. The girl was overly dramatic and animated. Fang just stared at her because she was standing in front of his desk. Maybe if he stayed still, she wouldn’t notice him. Sadly, however, she realized she was standing in front of something.

“Oh! Look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look!!!!!! We have a new student!!!” she practically screamed.

She slammed her hands on his desk and zoomed in closer. So close their noses were almost touching.

“So what’s your name?” she whispered with excitement.

Fang just stared into her large pink eyes. She was incredibly fighting in her own cute way. Like one of those friends that you would hang out with but not let them within your personal bubble under any circumstances.

“Fang,” Fang whispered.

He wasn’t sure why he had given her his name. Maybe he was so terrified that it just came out. Or it could have been a tactic to get her away from him faster. At the moment, Fang was so freaked out to know which one. He saw the smile on her face widen and she stood up straight again.

“Hey everyone! This is Fang! Make him feel welcome, okay!!! He’s my friend!” she shouted at the top of her lungs.

Yeah, he was terrified of her, Fang came to the conclusion. Everyone stared at him.

“Okay! I need to introduce you to my other friends!” she said.

Fang stared at her. Other friends? She’s manipulated others too! And when did he become her friend?!

“The one looking all tough and distant is Shadow!”

Shadow looked at Fang.

“The one with the cutest hair is Raven!

Raven looked at him and nodded.

“The one behind you is P²!”

Fang turned as P² rolled her eyes.

“The one behind her is Al!”

He blew a bubble with black liquorish gum.

“Are those even their real names?” Fang asked in a whisper.

“You will be Ang!” she completely ignored him.

Since when did people tell you what your name was!?!

“And IIIIIIII’MMMMMM—”

The end of my life?

“Arisa!” she threw her hands around Fang’s neck in a big embrace, “We are going to be such good friends!”

I never thought I’d say it but, I hope mom and dad don’t find jobs here.