Monsterized

Chapter 1

Jean's Perspective

The raucous chirping of birds outside my bedroom window roused me from my slumber. Ordinarily, I would have grumbled at the noise, but last night's sleep was so restful that I couldn't bring myself to be annoyed. Glancing at my wristwatch as I rose from bed, I realized with a jolt that it was already 7:40 in the morning.

"Dammit!" I exclaimed aloud. Less than twenty minutes were remaining before school gates closed for good after 8:00 a.m. sharp, and arriving even a minute late meant being locked out for the day. Why hadn't my alarm clock gone off?

Narrator speaking: "Because you threw it out the window yesterday, imbecile!"

With only 20 minutes remaining, I hurried to the bathroom and managed to bathe in just four minutes. Then, I attempted to dress in my uniform within one minute - a challenging task given its numerous pieces including a white shirt with a badge, a navy blue skirt adorned with an additional badge on its side (I wonder why they put it there), a black string bow tie, a dark grey jacket, and white socks. Additionally, I secured my curly brown hair using my purple headband. Grabbing my bag, I rushed over to the dining table for breakfast consisting of cereal which left much to be desired.

After finishing breakfast quickly, I ran straight towards my car and started the engine with only ten minutes remaining before school started. Knowing that it would take me fifteen minutes to reach school by car under normal circumstances made me drive as fast as Flash did in his prime. Unfortunately for me though almost getting pulled over by police was inevitable due to how fast I was driving; however luck favoured me this time around as I arrived at school right before they closed their gates.

Narrator speaking: "Apart from nearly being arrested by law enforcement officials earlier on today she also splashed muddy water onto some lady who then proceeded to curse quite loudly but Side Character had already driven away."

It seemed like today's gate warden wasn't too strict about tardiness since he let many students arrive late without any consequences - perhaps he wasn't paid enough or something else entirely? Once inside campus grounds after parking in the nearest available student spot (thankfully there was an extra space open because usually all spots are full due to other students' vehicles).

I proceeded directly to my classroom, traversing the cafeteria and canteen en route-

Narrator Speaking: To spare you any unnecessary details, let's fast forward to when I arrived at the esteemed Berkeley Hills High School. Picture it as opulent as possible with every conceivable amenity.

There is a strong likelihood that a peripheral character may attempt to expound upon the school's history and its vast student body. However, I shall refrain from allowing her to do so as it would be tedious for you, dear reader. It behoves me as the narrator to provide this information instead of delegating such duties.

Berkeley Hills High boasts one of the largest enrollments in the country with 5,000 students admitted each year out of 1,000 applicants who must pass rigorous entrance exams and interviews. The school permits pupils to personalize their uniforms provided they maintain proper identification badges while prohibiting coloured contact lenses due to security concerns.

The institution comprises six classes subdivided into eight streams: Red, Blue, Purple, Central East, North, South and West - where our protagonist finds herself amidst chaos. Jean's Grade 9 West class consists predominantly of black and coloured students known for being boisterous troublemakers - an observation which I concur with wholeheartedly. This cohort also exhibits flagrant disrespect towards certain teachers which could potentially hinder their prospects.