richy and the scholar☆ethan nestor

one

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One more month until school's over and I had to switch schools. They made me take a test to see how high my iq is. Apparently it was really high because I'm standing in front of a tall white building. I was now going to a school for the rich. I'm a scholar now. Which is good for me I suppose. I got to skip the rest of my Junior year and just finish in the Senior year.

I knew I was out of place. These kids were probably wearing uniforms while I stood here in a shirt that read 'The Songs On The Radio Are Okay, But My Taste In Music Is Your Face' and a pair of skinny jeans. And even if they did give me a uniform I wasn't going to wear it. For all I care I could go to my other school. Even though that meant one more year at home.

I run my fingers through my pastel purple hair before walking into the school. Now where the hell is the office? I search around for a little before spotting it. I walk in and it literally the size of my house. Why do they need such a big office? I adjust my galaxy backpack before speaking. "Hey I'm the new scholar going here." I say. She gives me a skeptical look. Probably because my outfit and the pericings. I have a nose piercing, a tongue one, and gauges.

"Name?" She asks. "Y/N Okumura." "Japanese?" She asks me. "My mother was." She nods her head typing on her computer. "Take a seat while I print your schedule." She said to me standing up. I drop my bag on the ground and sit in one of the white leather chairs. God these are comfortable. The only chairs we had at home were metal chairs I used to climb on when I cleaned.

I mindlessly pull out my phone that I paid for with my job but more on that later. The phone was a cheap touchscreen I really only used to call my coworkers if I was late or they needed me to babysit. I look back up and the ladies here. "Here is your schedule. Do you need anyone to show you around?" She asks softly. "No I should be fine thank you." She hands me a uniform. I fake a smile and leave the office. "Not wearing this." I mumble shoving it into my bag. "Now where's my second hour." First was almost over meaning second would begin. The bell rang for first to be let out. I had five minutes to get to class.

I sighed folding and shoving my schedule into my pocket. I start to walk down the hall and I start to hear clicks of heels behind me. "Oh look it's the new poor student." A girl snickered. I turned around to be met with three blonde bimbos. I roll my eyes and turn back down the hallway. "Hey we were talking to you!" She yelled. I flipped her off and kept walking.

I scanned the door numbers until I came upon a door labeled A108, drama. I open the door to door to see the auditorium huge. It was like the actual size of my old school. I was good in three things, cooking, acting, and chemistry and apparently that was good enough to make me a scholar.

All eyes went to me. Some were of disgust others of curiosity. "Ahh the new student!" The teacher said. I looked in the row of students to see the blonde bimbos. The teacher drags me of stage well tries. I drop my bag and hop on stage my combat boots hitting it loudly.

"Students this is our first ever scholar student here! Miss Y/N Okumura." The said very loudly. I do a subtle wave. "Please take a seat next to Ethan. Ethan raise your hand." The boy had bright blue hair but had a condescending smirk plastered on his face. I sigh hopping off stage and grabbing my bag before sitting next to the boy.

Some girls gave me death glares. He must be the most richest kid in school, probably why everyone wants him. I was also seated next to another guy with raven colored hair who eyeballing my tattoos. I had a tiny heart underneath the right side of my collarbone. Also my left arm having a rose going up it. "Those are really cool." He whispered gesturing to my arm and collarbone area. "Thanks." I whisper back. We sat the rest of class quiet. It was boring just talking about the upcoming play.

As the bell I sighed quietly standing up. "I'm Mark Fischbach by the way." He said. "Y/N Okumura." I replied. "Japanese?" He asked. "My mom's side yes." "Oh I'm half Korean." He gives me a smile. "Hey do you know where the gym is?" I ask him. "This school is huge." I finish. "Actually yeah I have that next. I'm pretty for sure it's free time during then as well." I nod following the raven haired man down the halls of the school.