my crony

Friends

Chapter 3

Friends

Killua’s pen whirled around and fell down from his desk. In a millisecond, gravity pulled the weight of his pen on the tiled floor of the room,

Thud, it rolled around and stopped at the table before him.

His hand on his face, he gazed at the window near him. It’s so windy today. He noticed while ignorantly glanced the sky.

Numbers. Words. Letters. He was in complete tedium with all the lectures the teacher was discussing on the front, writing down equations, uttering words and defining terms on the green board attached on the wall.

After an hour of lecturing the students were bizarre, the whole morning with the discussion of Mr. Satotz felt agonizing.  

“Hey, is this yours?” the spiky haired kid asked inaudibly.

But the white skinned boy beside him, Killua, was in complete absence, never minding his feels at the moment.

“Hey!” he inquired vociferously again and watched Killua that was beside him looking at the window like he was disregarding him.

“Oh… Oh! What?”

“Is this yours?” the kid held the pen. He then objectively let the white skinned boy saw.

After that gazing at the sky he finally got onto his senses. He held his pen and replied, “Yes, T… Thanks” as he muttered.

Killua remove his pen from the spiky haired kid’s hand while they exchanged glances at each other. The spiky haired kid noticed him so he smiled extensively while the former obstructed it unminding what he just did. After that, the silver haired youngster spun his head looking back towards the board at a right angle while leaving Gon unattended.

“By the way, I’m Gon” The teenage lad enthusiastically spoke. He grinned at him while Killua just stared at the front. He entirely snubbed the spiky kid that spoke to him. Didn’t reply even a single glimpse at him.

Pissed. The silver haired kid sulked.

It was almost recess. Ten minutes have passed when the spiky haired kid, Gon, spoke to him. The class was a two-hour lecture from 7.30 – 9.30.

Sighs. Does he have to ask that, wasn’t he even around here earlier?

The teenage boy was certainly irritated, since lately he was introduced to the class and the spiky kid didn’t even care to listen and know his name. But he begun to spoke and turned his head to Gon. “Hey, it’s Killua. Weren’t you around earlier?“ The young kid said yet disparagingly questioning.

“I’m sorry. It was too noisy and I didn’t quite hear the teacher and you.” Gon grinned while scratching his nape. As merry as ever, he again presented a smile at the other kid. “Nice to meet you, Killua” he added.

“Yeah… Thanks. You too.” the silver haired boy asserted.

While they were nattering, Mr. Satotz discerned the two talking, and weren’t listening to his lectures, he gruffly cried.

“Mr. Zolydck and Freecs!” calling their names abruptly. “The two of you?! Why aren’t you listening?”

Gon deciphered Mr. Satotz’s voice and instantaneously stood up and said, “I’m sorry sir. Please blame me for not listening to your discussion. Killua just dropped his pen and I gave it to him.” he hastily said.

Ring

The bell rang. It was recess, all the students were relieved with the sound.

Yes. Saved by the bell. Gon thought.