Karma

Crazy to the Max

I don't think this school was as crazy as this back then.
Sure, it was crazy.
But not this insane...

On both of my arms, were about 5 girls clinging to me.

"NO. I SAW HIM FIRST. LET GO."

"OH MY GOD SHUT UP. I CALL DIBS."

And the rest of their conversation was filled with:
URGGGG
and
EEEKK
and
AGHH

This may sound self-centered but are they fighting over me?
What are they calling dibs on? Whoever wins gets to beat me up?
Seriously.
I've only stepped into this school for ten minutes.
Ten minutes.

Gary and James seem to be having such a wonderful time.
They were laughing their ass off.
If only I could use lightning right now.

They know that I can't electrify them and I swear they're using this as an advantage.
The girls continued to cling to me and I managed to shake them off, making them all fall.

But they didn't even notice me escape, because they started pulling on each other's hair.
This is why humans are annoying.

I rolled my eyes as Gary, James, and I started walking away.
"What task did you guys get?" James asked.

"Protect Victim." Gary said.
"Oh shit me too." I playfully punched him.
James sighed. "Ugh lucky. I got suspect."

I chuckled.
"Probably cause you're sly as hell and they won't even notice that you're under a mission. And you're an ass so that helps too."

James gave me a glare.
It's true.

"Oh and because you two are like the nicest people ever right?" James asked mockingly.

"Yeah!" I said happily and nudged Gary.

Gary gave me a weak smile.
"Actually you're kind of an ass too Ray."

I punched him and he fell on the floor.
Hmph.

"Nope what I mean is that, you're like a ray of sunshine! Warm and happy!" Gary made arm movements.
Kind of like a seal flapping it's fins.

These two will be the death of me.

I ignored his seal calls and James and I started walking again.
Gary whimpered like a lost dog and followed behind us.

"I'm 21 years old and yet I'm acting as a senior. Aren't I just so young?"

I tasted barf in my mouth.
Young my ass.
He old as hell.

But to be honest, he did look young.
For an old man.

James sighed. "Well I'm 20 years old."

They're both so old.
Compared to my poor 18 year old self.
And yet I can't even drive.

Actually I don't think any of us can.
I'm faster than a car though so I'd rather run.
What use of cars right?
Pft.
Pfttt.
So old-fashioned....

James and Gary came to a stop and turned different ways.
I forgot about this.
We all had different classes since it's high school all over again.