Black Misery

Babylon

School, day two! And somehow she was late!

"Yo, Amy!", Tangle waved from the front gate.

"Whew...How did you get here so early?", Amy panted, coming up to her new friend, "I got up at seven in the morning!"

"Really? And I got here first? But I get up at seven thirty!"

"Wow...Your house must be closer to here than mine..."

"Haha! Yeah, that's probably it! Where do you live?"

"Oh, I live at 203 sunset avenue!"

"Wait, really? That's way closer to school than my house!"

"Maybe it's just magic then..."

Oh, why was this classroom so noisy?

It was true the teacher was a little late, but this was a bit much...

Navigating her way through the (nearly) screaming students, she made her way to her desk, which was anything but peaceful.

Slam!

Ah, yes. No high school would be complete without bullies. And here were three, whom she was sure weren't from this class, slamming some poor kid onto her desk.

"Hahaha! Look at this loser! Why don't you do something about your hair, you dork!", one of them laughed, and oh how it made her blood boil.

Wait, wasn't that the kid who sat in the desk next to her? Well, she had to admit his air was a bit out of the ordinary, but she kinda liked it...

Slamming her bag onto the desk –with more force than she intended– she smiled ever so sweetly at the bullies.

"Excuse me, but this is my desk. Do you mind moving?"

"Moving? Why? It's not like you're using it!", one of them mocked. She was the only female of the three, and she appeared to be some sort of bird, although she wasn't sure what.

"Well, class is about to start, so I'd like to set up", she smiled even brighter, her eyes staring into their souls.

The first of them, a green hawk with his feathers styled to resemble a mowhawk, engaged her in a staring match, glaring at her in what he assumed to be an intimidating manner. She glared back.

Engaging evil vibes mode.

"Ugh, whatevs! The teacher'll be here any minute now anyway. Let's bounce", he muttered, making for the door, the other two in tow.

"Uh, th-thank you!", the kid whom had been the object of their criticism stammered.

"You're welcome! I'm Amy, by the way", she beamed (an actual not spine shivering smile).

"I'm Silver!"

"Great to meet you, Silver! And between you and me, you have great hair!", she extended her hand.

Silver happily shook it.

"Thanks! So do you!"

"Do people pick on you like that often?", she implored.

"Oh. Yeah...", he scratched the back of   his head awkwardly.

"Those idiots! I hate bullies! Who do they think they are!", she yelled, striking a comically aggravated pose.

"I mean, they kinda have a point..."

"No! No they don't! Don't listen to a word they say, okay!"

"Whatcha doin' after school today? Wanna hang out?".

"No, sorry. I have cricket class after school".

Tangle deflated disappointedly, "Cricket? You mean that old game rich fancy British people play that's kinda like golf?"

"Yeah! It's actually a lot of fun! I have to bring a change of clothes with me in my backpack because I head over there right after school".

"Can I come with? I don't have anything to do today".

"Homework?", she raised an eyebrow.

"Besides that!"

"Fine! But don't come crying to me when you get bad grades!"

"Yay!"

Chapter two... 

A/N: This chapter is much shorter than I'd like. Also I think I made it a little too obvious who the bullies are with that title...