I'm Not Normal! (Undertale)

Chapter Eight: Why?

I enter the gates of the school and head off to form early. I wait outside my form room; I look around to see if anybody is anywhere, no one. I decide to walk down to where Frisk's room is. I knock lightly on the door, opening it.
"That's risky though, Frisk!" Chara defends herself.
"Always best to risk something than miss out!" I chirp in, Frisk agrees with me, Chara shakes her head.
"And you can't spell 'risk' without several letters of my name." Frisk laughs.
"You sound just like Papyrus." Chara chuckles, I can see her feel a bit uncomfortable, laughing intentionally to hide something.
"Intended." Frisk laughs again. She looks in my direction. I look confused, Frisk cottons onto the fact, deciding to explain slightly. "You don't know what we're on about do you?" Frisk asks me, I shake my head to say no, she chuckles. "Basically, we're planning on going underground, but we don't know when and whether we would be able to get back out. I mean, it's easy for you, you can just teleport and what-not with your soul, but we can't." Frisk mentions. I hear the bell go to say to go to form, I wave goodbye and leave the large classroom. I walk to form and wait outside the classroom which I have form in.

"Hey, I wanna ask you something." Someone mentions behind me, tapping me on the shoulder, instinctively, I hand a folded piece of paper and say "There's that homework." But today, it's different; I turn around to see who it was...
Leon...
He wants to talk to me?
The guy who bullied me all through primary...
... He wants to talk to me?!

I sigh and start talking to him. "So, I see you walk home every day, and my mum can't give me a lift today, can I walk home with you?" I nod in confusion, but accept that he's walking with me today. It's only for today, that's alright.

We go into form; I hand out all of the homework that I have completed for everybody. Everyone not saying anything in return. "Georgia Corona?" My form tutor speaks; I turn my head in his direction. "Can you go to room 2, Miss Dreemurr's class please?" He asks me. I nod and grab my bag, heading out of the form room. I walk down to where I was told to go and knock on the door again. A faint 'come in' sounds from inside. I enter the room.

"There she is!" Chara laughs. "The person we're waiting for." I enter in a confused manner, looking at a small group of people say around the table.
"Don't look so confused!" Miss Cook chuckles. "You're allowed here! You're for monsters, right?" She clarifies. I drop my shoulders to show a sort of sigh, to show that I was.
"What is this anyway?" I ask.
"Monster Meeting Wednesday!" Miss Cook chimes, I look slightly confused.
"But apart from me, there are no monsters here." I speak, all of the teachers chuckle.
"It's not where we meet monsters, although, I would love to see Toriel again." Mr Nall looks as if he's daydreaming. Frisk and Chara both cough at the same time, grabbing the attention of Mr Nall. "Sorry you two, I know you're close with her." He mumbles.
"Close? Close!? She's out mother! That's just -" Chara shivers as if it's disgusted at Sir's actions. I sit on a seat around the large table, placing my bag onto the floor.
"So... This is?" I ask again.
"People who are for monsters come and have a natter." Frisk informs me. I sit back and listen to what everyone's saying.
"You're feeling better now?" Miss Cook asks me. I ask her to explain what she is on about. "You didn't look to well last lesson. I'm just wondering whether you're still feeling ill." I remember what day she's on about. I chuckle a little bit.
"Yes, thanks I feel a lot better, I just wasn't with it that day." I look at Frisk and Chara. They look slightly confused I draw a line down from my eye to show what day we were talking about.

I hear the bell go; I pick up my bag again and leave, heading off to my first lesson. Checking my timetable subtly to confirm which lesson I have first. Geography. That's alright. I take my seat in the classroom and open my book, writing down the date and the title of the lesson. The title being Mountains I think for a minute on what we might be discussing. The teacher walks in, with a textbook, he flops it down on my table, looking me in the eyes.
"Page 62" His tuna-scented breath invades my personal space. I don't react to it and turn to the page required. Mt. Ebott I sigh and glare at the teacher, knowing he said that for me.
"You're interested in it. Aren't ya? That's why I wanted you to be in for this lesson." He says to me. "I'm always in. Why wouldn't I be in?" He shrugs at my reply.