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Hr. 4 Algebra: Kanaya

I walked into the classroom, and nearly stepped on something. Looking down, I saw it is actually a student with...abnormal hair, to say the least. I stepped over the fainted boy and set my belongings down on the back row of desks. As the bell had yet to ring, I decided to watch the chaos unfold. Everybody was shouting, throwing objects, and...flying? A blue cat with wings is flying around the room. I had to duck to avoid being hit in the head. A shadow followed, a rather... tall, student jumped over me, chasing the winged feline. As soon as he passed over me, I stood back up.

"What Is Going On Here?" I asked, not expecting a reply.

A laugh came from beside me, "I'm not sure anyone knows."

I looked to my right to see a girl. She reminded me of Feferi, but with brown hair. I sat down next to her, considering everyone else is... insane.

"I'm Kaleigh," She smiled.

I was about to reply when a loud 'SIT!' Was heard. A cra sh followed after. I ignored it as I replied, "My Name Is Kanaya."

Right as I finished my sentence, the classroom door slammed open. A woman, presumably the teacher, stormed in. "Alright, class, I'm putting a new seating arrangement on the board. You have five minutes." She said, then went back outside the classroom.

Students started rushing around, trying to find their seats. In the midst of the chaos, I noticed something off about the seating chart. "Wait!" I yelled. Everybody stopped and turned to me. "The Door Is In The Back Of The Room, Correct?" I asked. Everybody nodded, not realizing the point I am trying to make.

After a few seconds, somebody gasped. Kaleigh shouted, "The door is at the top of the sheet! Our seats are actually opposite!" Everybody else then gasped. (A/N: Isn't Gasping fun?)

A couple minutes later, the teacher walked back in with some coffee. Surprisingly, we were all correctly seated. She then gave us the instructions for the day, "Do whatever you want, just let me take roll first."

"Kaleigh?"

"Card games on motorcycles!" I looked at her wierdly. She just winked back at me. Is she hitting on me?

"Cody?"

"Here..."

(Names Later)

"Kiersten?"

"Konnichiwa!" She then did what I believe is a 'Kawaii' face.

"Mollie?"

"Fangirl, reporting for duty!" She then saluted.

"Sherlock?" ... "Sherlock Holmes?"

The door slammed open, a student with a trenchcoat and a blue scarf walking in. "Sherlock, why are you late?" The teacher, who I have been told is named Mrs. Kinderknecht, asked the student.

"I was bored, so I tried to leave, but John dragged me back." He replied. He then sat down.

Mrs. Kinderknecht looked at him for a couple seconds, then continued roll call.

(More Names Later)

"Kanaya?"

"Hello." I replied. Everybody has had a different response, so I followed the trend.

"Florence?"

Kaleigh and another boy in the classroom started snickering. Suddenly, there was another explosion nearby, with the added sound of maniacal laughter. A loud, "Wait for me, Fluffy!" followed. The two snickering students are almost red in the face from trying not to laugh.

"Finally, Katie?"

"NOTICE ME, SENPAI!"

The teacher ignored her, "Okay, do whatever you want." She then walked out of the classroom once more.

I turned to talk to Kaleigh, but she has seemingly disappeared. As I tried to find her, I found the red-eyed student chasing the cat once more. A red-haired boy is being attacked by two other humans: One is shooting him, the other is attacking him with two swords.

I finally found Kaleigh conversing with the male who was also snickering when the name Florence was called.

"I'm not gay, I'm just british!" She said in what I assumed to be a british accent.

He also replied with a british accent, "I'm not british, I'm just gay." They then burst out laughing. I turned to watch the other chaos in the room.

A white-haired dog person was sword-fighting with...air, apparently. A long-haired female stood nearby, shaking her head. Another female, with short hair this time, chuckled while holding an unconcious male with orange hair.

The one named Sherlock is laying on a table, complaining about how there... isn't a murder. The boy I almost stepped on earlier fainted once more. Or, maybe, he never retured to conciousness? This classroom is a strange group, indeed.

I went ahead and talked with the ones named Mollie, Kiersten, and Katie. They are also rather strange, but nice as well. Before I knew it, the bell rang and we all went to fifth hour.