Death Note: The Next Kira (Part One)

Post-Chapter Eighteen: The Ups and Downs of High School/Talk about Kira

JANUARY 20, 2006

AROUND 9:00 AM 

TOKYO, JAPAN

                                                                                  MARIE

I was in my 2nd Period Algebra class with Vincent and Kyrie during this time of the day. I despised this class because of the teacher, Mr. Yamamoto, who reminded me of Mr. Bates from Freaky Friday (the movie with Jamie Lee Curtis and Lindsay Lohan that came out almost two years back since it's 2006 now). He whistled a Japanese song from the 1980s as he handed us back our Algebra assignments from a couple of days ago.

 When I got my paper back, I took it with the hopes that I would at least get a C on my test since I sucked at Algebra. My dad would always help me with my Algebra homework, and then John would help me with my Algebra homework while we were still friends and even when we were dating. After we broke up, my Algebra scores started going way down. I tried my best on my assignment yesterday on my own, and as I said, I hoped that it would come back as at least a seventy. 

I turned the paper around and saw something that I didn't expect. I got an F along with a message written in red that said: 

"It's no surprise you Americans are stupid!" 

I turned around in my seat and saw Vincent and Kyrie looking at the pieces of paper with confused looks on their face. They both looked at me, and Vincent held up his paper and showed me that he also got an F. 

There was a message also written in red that said, "You're telling me that you moved from the U.S. to the UK?!" 

"The hell," Vincent mouthed.

 Kyrie then showed me her piece of paper with a D-, which also had a message in red that said: "At least you're Korean and you still count as Asian!" 

"Are you kidding me?!" she asked furiously in a loud whisper. 

"Monroe, Pierce, and Seong!" we heard a male voice call out. "Face me." 

We turned around in our seats and faced him.

 "Too bad my top students are on a field trip with Chief Matsuda and Commander Aizawa," Mr. Yamamoto complained. "Too bad Kaito and I don't see together eye-to-eye."

 He paused as he picked up another piece of paper. "Especially not with his girlfriend," he continued. 

"Mr. Yamamoto?" Vincent asked. "What did I get wrong? I study Algebra every day for thirty minutes." 

"You completely misunderstood the assignment," Mr. Yamamoto answered.

 "Can I please take it home and correct it with my stepmother?" Vincent asked. "She's very good at Algebra." 

"Yeah," Kyrie agreed. "Can I please take mine home and correct it too? I don't see why I get a D- and all of my friends who aren't Asian get Fs!" 

"This goes in your permanent record, Seong!" he snapped. Kyrie stopped protesting with Mr. Yamamoto after he snapped at her like that. "

Anyway," Mr. Yamamoto continued. "Homework for you, Monroe, and Pierce!"

 I made a face like I was about to say, "What did I do wrong?" Almost everybody in the classroom except for Mr. Yamamoto and this one couple laughed. I turned around in my seat and looked at them. They looked at us with looks on their faces that told us that they felt bad for us. 

"Yeah, that's right!' Mr. Yamamoto called out to the rest of the class. "Let's have a laugh!" He laughed along with everyone in the classroom except for a few people, along with these three couples and two boys who were looking at us.