Hexide High

Her Kawasaki

(POV! Luz Noceda, 6:45 AM)

*RINGRINGRING* "Ugg... Why is that alarm so loud?" "Cariño!" "Si, mama?" I shouted back. "Get ready, you're late for school!" School? School... SCHOOL! "Si, I'm coming! Why didn't you wake me up earlier!!?" I was panicking, now I'm usually level headed but... I was starting my 2nd year of high school at Hexide! And I couldn't be more pumped, the sports program there was amazing, and I plan on playing on the basketball team this year. I was captain at xxx high school, but nobody really liked me over there. Was- was the bat too much? You'd think kids wouldn't be scared of the bat, maybe my straight face gives off the wrong message... oh well. New school, new me!

I finished getting dressed, and If I say so myself, I look good. There's no uniform here, so I decided to where a loose crimson button up shirt, black skinny jeans with a few rips here and there, my black combat boot, and my green bomber jacket. I sprayed a few pumps of my, polo cologne and put on my chains and earrings. Snatching my beanie off of my dresser, and grabbing my bag by the door I made sure I had everything and ran downstairs. I snatched my toast off the counter and made a mad dash for my black beauty. By that, I mean my Kawasaki Versys 1000 (2019) SE LT+. I really liked this model, but not the point, I revved up the engine and blasted off. "Heh, blasted off... I really am a dork." I mumbled to myself.

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I pulled up to the unnecessarily large school, about 15 minutes early so I decided to find a nice parking spot near the back. Once I pulled in, I saw a hot pink... yes you heard me, a hot pink 1976 Chevy Caprice.

For what reason? Not sure, but it was extr- "Are those... eyelashes??" That was just about the whitest thing you can do to your car. For whoever was in there I hoped that those weren't eyelashes. They honked, and it was then that I realized I was standing in the middle of the street. "My bad! Just... admiring the...car?" Wasn't really sure if that deserved to be called a car anymore, more like the glam-mobile. Pfft, whatever, I walked in the building and went straight to my locker. On the way I spotted my buddy locker. They were wearing a... yellow trench coat? Lab coat? No, trench coat, and had a pixie cut, slightly grey jeans, black boots, and admirable circled lenses. "Yo." I called out to her. "Ah- yes?" "Just saying hi, you're my locker buddy. May as well be friendly." She snorted then took her hand out of her locker, "Willow. Willow Park." "Luz. Luz Noceda, nice to meet you Willow." She shook her head in agreement, closed her locker and then walked off.

As I packed my things into the locker, a group of girls from the parking lot walked past me. One had, and honestly, I'm not surprised, hot pink hair and the other had green hair with brown roots. The second one was about 11 inches shorter than me. And the other was about 9 inches shorter than me. Pinkie was 5'9, and short stack was about 5'8; I'm sort of a giant so I'm 6'7, "Perfect dunking height." I noted off handedly.

I checked my schedule and went to class, as I walked in the teacher seemed to be waiting for me, mindlessly, or so I thought, starring at the door. Weird. This class was going to be interesting. "You're here, now, introduce yourself to the class and we can begin today's lesson." I groaned mentally; this was going to be awkward.

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(New POV! Amity Blight!)

Boscha decide to be obnoxious and blast Katy Perry at about, 7 AM. "Boscha." I groaned, "It is way too early for Katy Perry. Please, tone it done a little." She looked at me, then snorted "Absolutely- woah, who's bike is that?" She pointed to a black Kawasaki Versys 1000 (2019)SE LT+ parking ahead of us. I watched as the unknown biker pulled off their helmet and, oh my gay Jesus. I felt my face flush down to my neck, and looked at Boscha to my left. She flushed a little as well before honking at them. "Sorry, just... admiring the car?" They said a bit awkwardly, and I totally understand. Who drives a pink 1976 Chevy Caprice with eye lashes to school? It was a bit much, and I told her so, but she wouldn't listen to me. "Whoever that is Blight, they are hot. I could feel their stare through the wind shield..." She breathed out. "Guess we'll find out today then."