I stood outside of the school, hair tossing wildly in the wind. I just got here. My guitar was strapped across my back, the guitar that had earned me the title of "super high-school level shredder." I wondered who I'd meet there, and what it was like. The gates swung open in front of me, leaving me an open path to the school. I straightened my leather jacket over my bright blue shirt, which had a white music note on it. The note appeared to be spattered with white splotches, giving it a punk rock feel. I loved punk rock. But enough talking, I should get going.
I hesitantly took a step forward, and my vision was instantly disoriented. Everything seemed to be spinning, twisting together in some sort of vortex. What the hell was going on!? I felt myself fall forward, as if the floor it's self had fallen out from under me. I screamed out of shock, feeling like I was falling into an endless abyss. My head hit something that felt like a brick, and that's when the my word faded into a black abyss.
***HALF AN HOUR LATER***
"What the hell?" I groaned, lifting my head from... A desk? I looked down, embarrassed to find a small pool of drool where my face had once been.
"Now that's just disgusting." I said, using my sleeve to wipe it away. I took my guitar off my back, holding in front of me like a sword as I advanced towards the doorway. Who knew what the hell was out there. I had a feeling this place wasn't normal...
I kicked the door open, blindly swinging my guitar at whoever was there. Nobody.
"Dammit Wakahisa! Stop being so damn paranoid!" I growled, cursing at myself. I hated my surname so much, I wondered why I even used the stupid thing...I liked Izumi better. Don't get me wrong, I love the meaning of my surname, it just sounds all weird...
I proceeded down the long hallway, that was strangely purple in color...Ugh, I hated purple. I picked up the pace a good bit, as my paranoia crept deeper into me. I needed to find somebody, anybody. I was eventually in an all out sprint, breaths heavy and panicked. I saw a large set of double doors infront of me, light shining through the crack in the doors. I burst through them with my shoulder, landing face first on what appeared to be a gym floor.
"What the hell!?" I heard a surprisingly masculine voice call out. I felt myself shaking as I struggled to stand, until I felt a pair of arms lift me off the ground. I looked up to see a red-headed boy, with striking blue eyes.
"D-Don't touch me!" I screamed, jumping away from him. My heart was pounding with adrenaline, eyes wide with fear. I slid away from him until I felt my back hit something. I looked up to see a man towering over me, with the most obscene hair I've ever seen. He reached down to pick me up, and I was no match for his insane strength.
"HEY! Just calm down okay?" He yelled, holding me tightly. I trashed against his grip wildly, yelling mindless nonsense. He clamped his hand tightly over my mouth, silencing my screams. "Nobody knows what the hell is going on...I'm not going to hurt you."
I gave up trying to fight him, and he eventually set me back on the ground.
"Just walk around a little bit, okay?" He said, turning away. I didn't know what else to do, and by this time, people were staring. I decided to walk over to the boy that'd picked me up the first time. He was staring at me with interest, but then I noticed he was eyeing my Les Paul.
"That's a sweet guitar dude." He said, reaching out for it. I slipped the strap off and hesitanty handed it to him. "But in all seriousness, are you okay?" He asked, tilting his head to the side. I nodded quietly, watching him admire my guitar.
"Don't worry about it, I'll be fine. I'm Wakahisa Izumi." I smiled sheepishly.
"Cool. I'm Leon Kuwata." He said, offering a quick handshake. I couldn't help but to notice the emense amount of peircings he had, and his firey goatee. I took my Gibson back and stepped away, turning to observe all of the other students. 'The hair around here was really insane... Then again, I shouldn't be talking...' I thought, twirling one of the blue strands in my hair.
