How It All Started [ON HOLD]

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"Cassandra! Cassandra, wake up, its time for school! You don't want to be late, even if its the last week!"

I groaned at the sound of her voice but got up and grabbed my school uniform. "Alright, alright... I'll be down in a few minutes..." I mumbled with a yawn as I made my way to the bathroom.

A hot shower was all I needed to relax and wake me right up.

I soon changed into the uniform that I've always hated and wanted to burn, but sadly, I'd have to pay for a new which I didn't want or could afford.

Practically running down the stairs, I said hello to my mom and grabbed an apple from the counter. "You don't want any breakfast Candy?" "I'm good mom, but thanks. See you later!" I smiled and slid my shoes on and grabbed my bag while heading out the door.

I ran to school, since I lived nearby,  and hoped that we didn't have to do any work today, or any day this week.

Checking the time on my phone, it read 7:55 AM which meant I had five more minutes to get to class, great.

I proceeded to run in the large building and raced up the many flights of stairs, when I saw my friend standing in the classroom door.

"Candy, hurry up!" She urged. "I'm going as fast as I can!" I exclaimed and finally made it.

"About time, the bell was about to ring." She muttered and dragged me in. "Yeah... Whatever..." I panted as I took my seat, just as the bell rang and just as the teacher walked in.

"Alright class, open up the textbook to Chapter 72, we'll being reading about The Illusive Yo-kai  today." Mr. Akiyama said, earning a groan from the entire class.

My hearing went in and out as he read. Sure, I liked learning about Yo-kai and all, but, on the last week of school? No thanks.

He kept droning on and on when he came to a topic about kappas and how some Yo-kai named Walkappa was a true and the only kappa in the history of Yo-kai or something like that.

"Sir." I said with a raised hand. "Yes, Cassandra?" "What you read, might not be all true." "Pardon?" "Well, Walkappa is a kappa Yo-kai, yes, but there are other kappa yo-kai too you know." "Oh, explain, would you?"

"Uh... Sure.." What have I gotten myself into...? I asked myself as I stood up and all eyes were on me.

"Well... Um... T-Take Faux Kappa for instance..!"

"Faux Kappa? Cassandra, you know not to tell fibs in this class." "And I'm not sir, just, hear me out!" "I'm listening, and so is the class."

I sighed and cleared my throat. "You got this..!" My friend, Miranda whispered to me with a smile. I nodded and began my so called lecture.

"You see, the word 'Faux' means 'fake', but, Faux Kappa is no fake kappa, instead he is said to be 'the realest of the real kappa yo-kai'. Faux Kappa is a Classic Yo-kai, um, and his existence dates back to about sixty years ago in Old Springdale. Faux Kappa as well as his evolved form of 'Mad Kappa' which happens to be a 'Wicked Yo-kai', so to speak. Um, Walkappa and Faux Kappa do have some differences though. You see, Walkappa does have a water canister, yes, but it is used in a different way. Walkappa doesn't use his canister to hydrate the plate on his head because it is already hydrated in a way while Faux Kappa has a water gourd which he does in fact use to hydrate his plate and himself. While there are may other kappas in history, Faux Kappa is indeed the real kappa, stated in a few of the books I keep at home about kappas and other yo-kai." I stated with confidence earning applause from the class and an irritated look from Mr. Akiyama.

"EXCUSE ME!" The applause stopped.

"Miss Hiraoka. I doubt that what you said is true, but, what the history book in front of you says, is true and has been proven. So please, sit down and let me continue with my lesson."

I stood there, a mix of shock and pure anger on my face.

"What?! All I said was pure facts and statements from my personal books! And you really think-" "CASSANDRA! Please, take you're seat immediately!"

I was about to say something else, when Miranda pulled me down and shook her head.

I huffed and put my head on the desk as Mr. Akiyama continued his lesson like nothing ever happened.