The crowd burst to life with laughter and whispers. Our short and mini student council member sure did know how to stir a crowd. The crowd slowly quiet down as four more other students come up on to the stage. It looks like there was a fourth year and two third years standing next to her. These were our student council members. "Hello! Welcome! We welcome you to our advance nureshment highschool! Where you shall study and play to your hearts content!" The crowd clapped on que four kids walked out of the curtains with big brass instruments and blew into them. Making a grand ceremony as if there was a royal wedding in a kingdom. "To my heart's content?" Izaya felt as if something was a bit off but it was just a gut feeling.
The president kept going, "You all have been selected to be the world's next futures bright generation! You are all cream of the crop and very talented! As we wish you all the best of luck! There are so many things to explore and learn! We wish you the best of luck! The curtains abruptly close. "That was surprisingly fast" Izaya thought as he rose his eyebrows. "Wasn't that very flashy?" Izaya turned and saw the blue hair boy slumped into his seat, looking exhausted from the show. Izaya looked at the man tried to speak up but decided not to as a couple of his friends walked over to him. "Bro that third year girl next to the prez was hot!" One of them yelled. "Man I can't wait to see what clubs they got!" Another exclaimed.
Izaya sighed "hopefully they have go home club"
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The speech ended quite quickly due to a scheduling conflict, Izaya wanted to see more of the council members so he could get a grasp on how the school culture was going to be like. Up on that stage with the main president stood four other council members. A girl with brown and mocha hair in a ponytail with a serious expression. A guy with glasses and plain black hair with a sharp expression. And the other two Izaya couldn't really get a glimpse of. He was sure one of them had green wacky hair or something. As Izaya daydreamed he stumbled across his homeroom and slides the door wide open and looked inside to see a noisey classroom. Girls standing and huddling together, chatting away about girly clothes and idols. And groups of boys just sitting down wherever yapping away about girls and sports.
Izaya's luck finally ran out, nobody in this class seemed like quite people. Well expect for a few, but the class ignored the idiot and he went to get a seat. He sat at the most coolest edgist and simple seat. A window seat. Not just any seat! A window seat at the back of the class! Nobody seemed to be in the back so he could just freely do whatever he wanted.
Yet suddenly he heard the chair next to him move. And skirt across the floor as the desk wobbled and moved. He took a swift look at his new classmate, just for it to disappoint. Instead of a passionate, heart ablaze guy, or a cool and ruff girl it was just Yui. Izaya frowned at truly believed that the gods must hated him. He bang his head on the desk in frustration. Yui looked back at the weirdo and also frowned. "So we're in the same class?" She said with a weak voice. "What are you doing here?" Izaya muttered as his face layed face first on the desk. "I should be asking you that!" She snapped back.
Another person took a seat in front of me, a girl that just looked like Yui but instead of emo black hair with highlights it's just smooth brown. The hair seemed familiar but Izaya couldn't really quite grasp who was in front of him. "Are you trying to sniff her?" Yui asked confused. As Izaya snapped out of thought he realized that was super close to the girls hair. Just about two inches away from his nose. He backed up and leaned in his chair. "No! Why would I do that to a stranger!" Izaya shouted in protest.
"A stranger? Wow!" The girl in front said as she turned around Izaya automatically recognized the loser in front of him. "Katrina-san?" Izaya yelled in disappointment. Yui kicked his leg for the rude tone and he flinched and grabbed his leg in pain. "How couldn't you tell idiot!" Yui yelled at the crying Izaya holding his legs. "It's just been a long time!" He yelled. "Two months! Only two months!" Yui held up two fingers and shoved it into his face. "Only two months and you forgot all about me? Do you have a memory of a goldfish?" Katrina simply pout and turned away. "Tsk last time we were at the mall you tryed to order donuts with a bunch of pennies! Thinking that will save money!" Katrina gasp and turned back to him.
"Well hey we were low on cash after buying some of those clothes!" Katrina faced turned reddish pink. He couldn't tell if she was mad or embarrassed. "Yeah and you made the chasher count all of them! And the donuts were about 8 dollars!" Izaya shot back at the bumbling idiot. Yui laughed "yeah maybe it's cause your too poor!" Katrina and Izaya both looked at her and frowned. "Says the dirt broke poor person! You never have money and you didn't even buy anything at the mall!"
"Why you!" She reached over to the proud Katrina and grabbed her backpack.
"Hey! Let go-!" She tried to fight back, gripping onto the back pack.
But then suddenly the door slammed wide open to revel a person and another tiny itsy bitsy kid. Who so happene to look like the first years president. The class didn't care though, as they all talked away. Izaya instantly grabbed both of their heads and forced the two fighting toddlers to look at the front. They both immediately stopped and sat straight up. Izaya couldn't help but feel a cold presence to the other person. She was wearing a black suit and white tie with deep dark black hair fixed into a ponytail. She had a shard and mean eye, and it felt like she was scanning the whole place.
"Hey! Everyone shut up and listen!" She yelled. The class all turned their attention to the front of the class. "Such control" Izaya thought. "I am your teacher for the rest of this school! Call me Mrs. Wang!" She had a sharp voice that demanded respect. And she looked to be fairly young to have such tone and additue. She walked to the white board and wrote her name. "I will be assigning seating charts since you worms don't know how to sit down!" The class all whispered to each other due to the harsh remarks from the teacher. "And here is our First year president! She shall be attending this class! Please introduce yourself!"
All eyes were now on our mini Ms president. It looked like as if she was shacking and tilting her head back and forth. Her face dangerously red, and it looked like she was about to exploded. She sat there for a moment still staring down at the wooden floor. "Hey isn't this the president who yelled at the opening show?" Some kid whispered. "Hurry up will ya?" Another whispered. Izaya could easily tell that this girl was super nervous. Even though she had yell her lungs out in the auditorium. Then finally, for what seemed like enternity. She opened her mouth.
"Hello.. my names Jaz."
