Team Crafted - School Days

Chapter 1

So this is my second story guisse my first is called Merome vs Jake (Go check it out would mean a lot:3) This story is based on their Minecraft skins when they are in school so yeah..enjoy:)

This story is shipping their minecraft skins not their actual real life people...that makes no sense but yeah xD

Enjooooyyyyy

KBaaaiii

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*Jerome’s POV*

We were always the outcasts.  We never got to do anything, including going to “mixed” schools.  Until now.  One school had finally decided to let hybrids in.  An inter – hybrid school they were calling it.  3 hybrids were selected to come into the school because we were smarter than the average hybrid.  Most of us were smarted than humans, but the humans wouldn’t admit it.  I would be one of the hybrids in this school.  The government had moved all of us into one house so we were within a good distance of the school.  All 3 of the selected hybrids would be in the year below, to help us catch up.  We were smart enough to go into our year, one of maybe smart enough to go into the year above, but they wouldn’t admit it.  I didn’t want to have to move away from my tree, but they made me.  I now had to live in a house with two people I had never met, but it was better than living with humans.  I was on my way to meet them both.  They already knew each other, I was the outcast.  Again.  I had never fit in anywhere.  I guess I was used to it by now.  No one wanted to be friends with a stupid, fluffy Bacca.  Yes, I was a Bacca hybrid.  I had fangs, I was too strong, too fast and I had fur all over my body.  No wonder no one ever wanted to be close to me.  Even the other hybrids had kept their distance.  I was even under Ender hybrids, and they were hated.  The police car I was being transported in for “my” safety pulled up outside the house.  There was a mob of humans outside, worried parents and older siblings of people at the school who didn’t want them with hybrids.  Especially me.  I sighed and waiting for the police man to help me out and into the house.  He opened the door and four of them were around me, protecting me from the stares and words of the humans.  I was ushered inside and they slammed the door on me.  Moments later it was pulled open and my suitcases were thrown in.  It was slammed and I heard the turn of a key.  I was trapped.  The police could at least now stop pretending they cared what happened to me.  They were only protecting me for the money they would get from this gig.  I grabbed my bags and walked down the hallway.  This house was a pigsty.  It was made of the worst wood and there were no windows.  I poked my head into one room.  There was a single chest, a crafting table and one bed.

“Shotgun” I muttered to myself and threw my bags into the room.  It would never be the same as my house in the tree, but it would have to do.  I decided to go search for the two other hybrids.  It wouldn’t take long.  The house was tiny.  I backed out of my room and continued through the house.  The next room I came across was a kitchen.  It had a tiny table, two chairs, a fridge and a furnace.  There was a tiny bathroom and two more bedrooms the same as mine.  They already had bags in them.  I wondered who the hybrids I was staying with were.  I continued down to the end of the hallway.  Everything was a sickly green colour and needed cleaning.  Grime just covered everything.  I felt sick as I walked to the last room in the house.  It was a living room with 2 frayed couches.  I stepped further into the room and finally saw my two new roommates.  One was a frog hybrid and one a fish maybe?  Whatever he was they were both water hybrids, so I felt like even more of an outcast, never mind that they already knew each other.

“Oh, hey.  You’re here” The frog one said.  I nodded walking into the room.

“Yeah.  Hey, I’m Jerome and as you can probably tell I’m a Bacca hybrid” They both smiled at this, looking a little scared.  No one wanted to get on the wrong side of a Bacca.

“Well, I’m Quentin, but everyone calls me Husky, and I’m a Mudkip which is an amphibian not a fish” He said, glaring at the other person as he said the last part.  I nodded at him.

“And I’m Kermit, but people call me Dakota, and as you can probably tell I’m a Frog Hybrid” I nodded at him, smiling.

“So you two already know each other right?” I asked them.  They nodded in response. “How?” I questioned.

“We lived in the same swamp.  Frogs and Mudkips weren’t exactly meant to be friends so we don’t know each other that well but we talked a bit.” Quen – no Husky answered.  Well at least they weren’t very close I thought so I wouldn’t be as much of an outcast.  I sat down on one of the couches and a cloud of dust billowed around me.  I sighed.  Living here was probably going to kill me if we didn’t clean.  I mentioned this as Husky and Dakota sat on the couch opposite mine.  They both nodded.

“Well me and Dakota were talking about this before you came and we thought that tomorrow we should go shopping, getting food and cleaning stuff and everything else we need to survive, and then on Sunday we should do a big clean.”  I nodded at Husky’s suggestion.

“And then on Monday, we go to school” I sighed.  I was not looking forward to that day.  I decided I needed time alone with my thoughts and got up to go to my room.  Husky and Dakota stared at me on the way out.  I walked down the hallway and into my box of a bedroom.  I jumped onto the bed and laid down.  I felt like breaking down.  I missed my family, my friends even the company of Bacca’s I hated.  I just needed another one in my life, but I was completely cut off from them.  I decided to unpack.  I opened one of my bags and shoved everything into my one chest.  I opened the other bag.  There were two things in there.  One was a picture of my family.  I hugged it to me and hid it under my bed, knowing that if I put it anywhere else I would probably break it in one of my fits of anger.  The second item was my most precious possession. My trusty diamond axe Betty.  I never went anywhere without her.  My mother had given her to me on my first birthday.  She was my first weapon that I ever trained with.  Everyone got a training weapon, but I was the only one in the village with a diamond axe.  Thinking about the day my Mother gave her to me made me completely break down.  I cried, hugging Betty to my chest.   I wanted out.  I wanted to go home.