New Students, Happy Class!

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by UmbraLord

by UmbraLord

Umbralord's POV:

UGH! This is so- BORING! I mean, who even likes math class anyway!? Its not like we're going to use ALGEBRA in our daily lives! I sigh, looking at the board and noticing a small note written in chalk "New students: 1".'Huh, thats new, I suppose someone decided to come to this hellhole of a school. I grin in excitement 'Finally! Something that might kill my boredom! Maybe he can even be our friend!' I smile, getting restless as my writing gets more scribbled on my notebook, I cant help but feel rather intrigued at the change in the cycle of boredom. I mean- who doesnt get excited over something new after so long?. But then I realize that Clover's going to cold call, so I brace myself by purposely making myself look like I'm properly studying. Ha! You wont get me today sir!

Ran's POV:

I watch and silently take notes as our teacher, Mr. Clover(named after a friend) writes on the board, I may not be the best student, but I try my best to be attentive and hard-working. I notice how close Michael and Zik are, and I think 'Since when did Zik like close contact with hell, anyone!?' confused, I try to investigate, until I get what I always dread. Cold call. "Ran! What is the answer to the following question?" I look at the board and see this:
Answer the value of X and Y respectively.

3x+2y=10

2x-4y=5

"Uh-Uh-21?" I answer meekly, earning the chuckling and jeering of the class. "No, of course not." Mr. Clover says, facepalming. "Here, have another one."

If john had 10 bottles of soap, then multiplied it by 4, then divided it by 2, times the power of two, and then subtracted 10 bottles, how many bottles would he have?

"I know this! Its 30 bottles of soap!" I say in victory, grinning as Mr. Clover simply nods. "Atleast you understand basic math, now..." The class goes silent, hoping to not get called upon.

Michael's POV:

WHY DOES ZIK KEEP STARING AT ME!? Is it because I'm pretty? Or is it because I look so stupid that he cant get his eyes of me? Either way this is getting uncomfortable, seeing those empty eyes staring me down as if I was some mere bug to him. Cant this dude tell I'm fucking human for hells sakes!? "Zik, please stop staring at me, this is getting ridiculous and your making people stare..." I whisper in an urgent and desperate voice. To which all I get is a simple "No." CMON! THIS IS DUMB!

Zik's POV:

I never knew staring at Michael was so entertaining. 'You like him.' said a voice in my head. 'No, I don't.' I reply, but for the first time in weeks, my voice is unsure, concerned, troubled.

I dont get a response.
"ZIK!" Fuck. I was hoping not to get called on. "Yes, Mr. Clover?" I say politely in a neutral tone. "Please answer the question on the board." I sigh, looking at the board to find this
What is the Least Common Multiple(LCM) and Greatest Common Factor(GCF) of these 3 numbers?
644
194
186
Some time passes as I scribble on my notebook, calculating and finding the answers. "The least common multiple of 644, 194, 186 is 5809522, sir." I look back at my notebook, but feel the shock when I hear "That is incorrect Zik, The least common multiple of 644, 194, 186 is 5809524. I am disappointed in your behavior and failure to answer this question."
What?
I never fail, I'm not supposed to, this should be easy to me. Why did I fail? For what cause was it for me to screw up? 'Michael. Its his fault.' That voice returns, giving me the excuse I so desired 'Yes, yes it must be his fault, he's messing up my concentration.' I think, pleased to finally get a punching bag, I turn to Michael coldly, ready to teach this worm a lesson for messing with my concentration.

Shady's POV:

I sigh, looking at my phone and chewing on bubble gum, its so boring I think I could die smh. I look up from my Facebook and realize how much Zik has been staring at Michael 'Has this dude really been staring at Michael for over 20 minutes!? Just how stupid IS THIS DUDE? God...' I try to look at the board but meh, I never liked math anyway, I simply look at Ran and whisper "Let me copy your notebook later alright?" to which he gives me a nod. God I am so lucky to have someone like him. That's the only reason I'm not expelled...meh, I'd win.

Michael's POV:

I sweat, looking at Zik, I try to focus on anything else but him but holy crap he looks like he's about to murder me. I don't dare to voice my thoughts out, but rather I try to avoid his snake-like gaze, as if he's waiting for me to fall into his trap. But eventually I cant take it anymore and flick my eyes toward him. "Zik-" I immediately get shut up by him slowly cracking his knuckles. But luckily for me, my friends notice. Shady was the first to speak up "Zik, your not Gojo, nor are you some MMA fighter. Can you NOT act as if your him?" The tension, my god. It felt like you were breathing nitrogen. It felt like an eternity, of Zik staring at me, glaring into my soul, my very being. As if he was looking for any weak points. Please, someone end this already!

Umbralord's POV:

I look at the tension between these two, sighing and shaking my head. 'By the time I'll interrupt it it'll blow up.'. My attention gets snatched by Clover slamming his fist on the table to catch everyone's attention. Once he realizes and confirms he has, he coughs into his fist and announces.
"Alright people, today we have a new student coming up. Just, don't be a bully to them, help them when they need it. Oh cmon I know almost none of you can resist the urge to bully newbies, and besides, I'm only here for the pay. Alright. You can come in now."

Narrators POV:

The door opens, making the entire class's eyes track it before landing on the figure. No one but the 4 know who he is, but will he be bullied? Or will he find salvation with the Doves group?

(Make way for our glorious AJ)

???'s POV

I walk into the classroom, nervous. The entire class keeps staring at me and its getting uncomfortable...'You can do this AJ!' I mentally encourage myself to try to give a good first impression. After all, first impressions are really important right? 'Am I doing this right?' That one doubt makes my entire encouraged self crumble into self-doubt. 'What if I get laughed at? What if I get bullied?' I sweat nervously, walking up to the front of the class slowly, each step feeling like I'm swimming in honey. "Hi, I'm...AJ. I dont really have any hobbies and yeah. Nice to meet you." The entire class politely claps after my intoxication. Looking for a seat is another problem though. 'I dont have a seat.'

Ran's POV:

I notice that AJ doesn't have a seat. "Hey! AJ! You can sit with us!" Waving my hand, I bring him over and take his bag from him. "AJ! What's good homie?" I laugh, dapping him up. "Hey Ran! What's up with those two?" AJ asks, pointing at of course, Michael and Zik. "I'm not sure to be honest, we should investigate those 2 eventually y'know?" I whisper, earning the nod of AJ. "Who are you going to be investigating?" Umbra says, suddenly jumping into the conversation out of nowhere. "UMBRA! Jeez!" I jump, looking to make sure I haven't got the attention of anyone else. Especially Zik or Michael. Before whispering "Zik is acting pretty weird dont you think? Why is he staring at Michael as if he was love sick but wants to murder him?" I whisper to Umbra, earning an interested expression. "Now that you think about it, it is pretty strange no? But maybe he's just off today?" He whispers back, shrugging. "I suppose that's true, if this continues lets investigate him?" I ask, to which he simply responds "As long as it doesn't ruin us." I mean, how bad can it get?

Time skip

Zik's POV:

It truly was a shock, me getting a question wrong. Zik, the perfect grades, the smartest. Me, who passed exams with ease. Getting a math question wrong. I honestly haven't had my pride broken in so long. I shake my head, finally hearing the bell ring, signaling the end of the first period. I never would've known that 25 minutes would feel so long. As I look at Ran, I gain an uneasy feeling. Why am I acting like this to Michael? And how do I get him to feel it too?

Michael's POV:

I get up, eager to stretch and move my stiff limbs after what feels like an eternities worth of class. Jeez, what a pain it is to even go to school! But before I could continue with my mental monologue, I get called by Umbra "Ey, Michael, do you wanna play rock paper scissors?" My expression turning into a confused one. "I guess, sure?" I respond, to which Umbra gains a smug expression, turning to Shady and flipping her off. I guess they really aren't compatible at all...

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second part done, made with sleepiness