Angel Notes: Chronological Order

Chapter 1: The Notebook

It was a normal day in Fall. Leaves losing their verdant green shade and turning themselves into that of amber. Wilting. Falling. Dying...

Okay, enough with this sentimental nonesense! I'm William Lightwind, for goodness sake! Sentimentality isn't in me at all! And also, did I mentioned that today's my third day in 9th Grade? I don't really like school, but I do have a reason to go in this hell hole. 

"You better listen to our teacher if you want to have a better life in the future." Said Claude who is just right beside me.

Better life. Heh, like I would even care! I already cared less about my life ever since we turned 12 anyway. "Claude, you do know that life now is like a plastic bag being carried away by the wind. But since you said it, and you always know what's best for me, I would endure even the most mind-shattering homework mankind has ever made." 

He giggled. "You always say the most hilarious things!" He put his attention back to the book he was reading. "So, how do you like our new classmates?"

New classmates.....?

They are all a bunch of ignorant teens who don't bother studying, that's for sure! I wouldn't mind them, actually, but when they start spreading gossips about me and maltreats Claude, that's where I would put my glove down and slap them right at their faces. This has already happened since the time we studied here in Rutherford High when we were just at 7th Grade. They know no shame.

"... Uhm... They seem fine for our third day..."

Believe me Claude, I will literally gauge their eyeballs if something bad ever happens to us again.

"So, ever wondered where's Siegfreed?" Asked Claude. 

"Oh damn, I almost forgot about him!" I tried not to look into his eyes. 

"How could you even forget about your friend???" Shouted Claude. 

"Excuse me, Mr. Nice Man, but he is nowhere near my 'friend'! How could I even be friends with a slanderous, perverted guy who sells photos of girls' underwear and brassier to other perverts that worth a dollar?! That, oh ho that, is pure evil!" I yelled back. 

"Uhh... Please pipe it down there, William. They're staring at us..." 

I looked around and the whole class is staring at us, nothing more. "What are you people looking at? WANT A PIECE OF ME?!" And as I was about to rally myself towards them, a guy with messy hazel hair and brow eyes, who is wearing a beanie, stopped me. It was my 'friend' Joshua. 

"Whoa whoa, dude, better not start World War III while I'm busy, okay?!"

 I glared at his face. "Busy? BUSY??? Busy with what, taking panty shots again?!" I tried to slap his senses out, but it's not worth it, so I put my hand down again. 

The moron burst to laughter and said, "It's pure business! You know guys, ohohohoho!" Joshua looked at the back. Our classmates are still staring at us. "So, what's even going on here?" 

Claude replied casually. "They were staring at us because William made an outburst and got irritated by them so he was planning to rally himself towards them."

"What?!"

Like a barricade, he separated me with our classmates, and pushed me back towards Claude. "Are you insane?!" He hit me at my temple. "Do you want to get sent to the principal's office?!" I just simply sighed and went back to my seat.

 "Hey, Brit, I am not done talking to you!" He sat beside my desk. 

"What?" I muttered. 5 awkward seconds staring at each other, he just smiled at me.