The Game Called Life

If Looks Could Kill

After around a minute the students finally calm and class begins. As I stare intently at the complex algebra present on the board, my mind begins to wander and I drift into the world of my mind.

I wonder were the new students came from anyway...They seem nice at least. Except Zero, Zero seems like he's just a creep.

Suddenly i'm snapped out of my reverie by the intense feeling of being watched. I turn my head lightly to the side and quickly glanced around the classroom, only to be met with the burning glares of envy and rage from many, mostly female, students. 

Ehehe...If looks could kill I'd be burned and buried six feet under...

Cringing at the dark aura of rage originating from the females of the room, I turn back to the board. The class passes relatively quickly, and i'm off to the next two. After completing those, recieving glares all the way, it's finally time for lunch! I jump as an arm is wrapped around my shoulders.

"Mind showing us to the lunchroom?" Zero whispers into my ear.

I tense up and elbow him in the stomach hard enough to make him bow over in pain. 

Totally a creep

"Hahah! Looks like Zero finally got put in his place!" the loud and recognizable voice of Kuro exclaims, followed by the laughter of the rest of the group; excluding Jace.

"Hey guys!" I say, grin growing on my face. 

"Nikki!" the chirping voice of Haru rings out. "You'll show us where the lunch room is right? I'm super duper hungry!"

"Of course!" I say laughing.

From his curled up ball on the floor Zero exclaims "I'm so offended! He didn't get viciously attacked!"

"He didn't sexually harrass me, either." I shoot back. "Anyway, this way to the lunchroom!" I say to the rest of the group, heading down the hallway. As I procceed to guide the rest of the group to the lunchroom, I swear I heard Zero mutter what sounded like "fiesty."