Anime High School

Chapter 21

Quinn's POV

As Crys and I picked up the clothes and other items around the room, I couldn't help but wonder. Who would've done this type of thing? Whoever it was, I'll give them a piece of my mind! But not literally, of course.

Even though I already have Espeon and Absol, I've been learning a little bit of hand-to-hand combat. Thanks to my cousin Eren. He can be a little...hot headed. Okay, fine. More like a lot.

"Hey, Quinn," Crys questioned.

I let out a hum in response, "I'm boooorrrred," Are you kidding me? "Our room was just vandalized, I'm going to murder them!" She backed away,"And you're just...bored?" She nodded.

I rolled my eyes, unable to hold it in.

"Whatever, I'm gonna go do something fun," I said while exiting the room. It was clean enough.

Totally forgetting my pokéballs.

Walking through the hallways, I had my headphones on almost full blast. Nothing but music entered my ears. Being at the school for about a week helps. Knowing your way around helps, too.

I heard muffled voices of a male yelling. Until I heard, "Move out of the way!" I abruptly stopped.

A sudden wrench of pain entered my back. As I fell, everything had gone black.

/ \ / \ / \

I opened my eyes, only to have them shut again. The light in the room was infuriating. A barely audible hiss escaped my lips.

"You're up," A masculine voice exclaimed, my eyes opened a tiny, tiny, bit to reveal Pro. Stein. "D'you feel any pain?" He asked, I shook my head. Realization hit me like a rock.

Metaphorically and Literally.

Instinctively, I grabbed and started cradling my arm. Glaring at Black*Star on the other side of the window. Sadly. My glare was a mere stare. I let out a sigh, not the scariest with this stuff.

"Whatever," I hopped off the bed and headed towards the door. The bruise on my arm was gone. You see, being apart of the Highschool gave me and the others one new and awesome ability.

Regeneration.

It wasn't the best. But it was enough to cure small bruises, cuts, and sprains. Not bullet holes and death scythe cuts though.

I entered my room to see that it was clean.

Entirely clean.

And...
...
...
Symmetrical?

"Oh no..."

"Oh! You've come back, Quinn! See, I have rearranged everything in your room to be symmetrical!" Kid shouted. I covered my ears to block all the yelling coming from the young reaper.

When he finally stopped, he said one more thing, "It's all I could do after ramming into you..."

"WHAT?!?! You were the one?"

He nodded. Darnit. I laid one hand on his shoulder, he growled.

*sigh*

I laid both hands on his shoulders, he stopped growling. "You and your symmetry, Kid," I commented. He glared at me.

"Anyways, I was just going to say that it's fine. I'm all better now!" I posed like a superhero. It was fine if I looked like an idiot cause he was like an older brother to me.

Everyone in this school was like an older (or younger) brother or sister to me and the others. And some of then were just stupid jerks.

"Anyway, I'm gonna go see father now. See ya' later, Quinn!" He waved, exiting the room.

Most amazing school ever.