I sat alone in biology, my arms crossed over the desk as I buried my head in my elbows to block out the classroom lights. Alice was off sick so I would have to endure an hour of trying to not fall asleep, I was already miserably failing.
"...EARTH TO AMBER, HELLO?" Slowly lifting my head I see Miss Summers there in front of my desk shouting for my attention. "Would you care to answer the question, Amber?" her tone of voice showing hints of annoyance, none of the less I glanced at the board and read the question. ' How is the circulatory system of reptiles characterized? what is the basic difference between the heart of reptiles and amphibians?'
I looked back to see Miss Summers waiting for my most likely wrong answer while the rest of the class sniggered and whispered at my sudden humiliation of being caught asleep. I sat up in my chair and readied myself, certain I already knew the answer. " The circulatory system of animals of the class Reptilia is similar to that of amphibians, as it is closed and incomplete. Although the heart of reptiles contains three chambers consisting of two atria and one ventricle, it contains the beginning of ventricular septation and the mixture of arterial and venous blood is lessened."
Everone in the room became quiet as they awaited the scolding I would receive. I raised my hand extending one finger into the air "Oh all except for crocodiles which have four chambers because why not?" Miss Summers took a step back from my desk before walking back to the front of the classroom.
" Don't think you can get away with sleeping in my class again Amber, even if you know the correct answers." I sighed in relief and looked at the clock to see how long of the lesson remained. Only 10 minutes! I slept for 50 bloody minutes! I grabbed a pen and began to write the rest of the notes down from the board to try to keep myself occupied enough to stay awake.
The lesson came to an end and I quickly packed away my things and headed out the door, making my way down the corridor to my next lesson, History. I hated my History class for two main reasons, it's all lies and the other reason just came round the corner.
" What's up matchstick?" my face twisted into that of anger seeing his face but the moment didn't last long before I felt his foot sweep under my legs causing me to fall down and my books and files spread across the floor outside the classroom.
"The correct answer to 'what's up' is me. whats this, the homework assignment due today?" he lent down and picked up the report that I had written last night flicking through the pages. I started picking up the books and sheets over the floor as he threw the report in the nearby bin " Happy bin diving, Amber, now I have a lesson to get to. I don't want to be late now" he strolled off as I felt my blood boiling. standing up from the floor I walked over and plunged my hand into the bin to thankfully find that my report hadn't landed on food or drinks discarded in the waste.
I walked to the classroom door and opened it slowly as to not disturb the lesson since I was 10 minutes late. Troy was at the front of the classroom ranting to the teacher, Mr Leah. " The brat stole my report and threw it away in the bin! Knowing the little trickster she will hand it to you claiming it's hers!" Mr Leah took notice of my presence at the door to the room and motioned me to come towards his desk where he and Troy stood in front of the rest of the class.
"Amber, why are you late to my class?" I looked over at Troy who just smirked and waited for my reply.
"I am sorry Sir, but Troy here had tripped me up in the corridor and I had to pick up my books and papers" Mr Leah gave me a confused look as to why Troy would do that. "Amber, what would Troy have to gain from tripping you over? Now to get to another matter that relates, do you have your homework report with you Amber? I would like to check it if you don't mind" I grabbed the sheets handing it to him as I smirked at Troy, and he stood there waiting for the verdict from the teacher.
" Amber I expected more from you. But stealing another students report to hand in as your own is unacceptable behavior" I turned shocked to Mr Leah. "That is my report! I had to fish it out of the bin that Troy put it in!" He placed the report on his desk and pointed to a name in the bottom left-hand corner of the last page. 'By Troy Lydda' I could feel the air around me start to heat up with my rising anger, clenching my fists until my knuckles turned a sickening white.
"Amber I am putting you into after school correctional detention for being late to class, lying to a teacher and theft and forgery of another student's work. It will be an hour after school in which you are required to attend otherwise it will result in further action being taken" I stood there dumbfounded, Troy had managed to forge his name onto my report and convince the teacher that I had stolen his work. Mr Leah wrote out a slip notifying me of the time and location of my detention and handed it over to me, I snatched the paper from his hand a through my teeth spat out a "Thank you, Sorry for disrupting the lesson."
I turned and took my usual seat away from everyone else at the back corner of the classroom, silently doing my work for the rest of the class until the time was up and break period came around when I made my hasty escape out of the classroom away from Troy.
"HE DID WHAT?!" I had gotten back to the café and sat down telling Sean, Sam and Elijah what had happened in history class and Sam was clearly less than pleased with the outcome I had received. "Its always the Mega's that get away with shit just because the teachers are too scared to punish them." I sit there annoyed as Sam continues her rant as usual when ever it involves the Mega's. Sean looked over to me and put his hand across the back of my shoulder.
"You'll be fine Amber. Just think, in a weeks time you can beat him into the ground." I Laughed and smiled at him. He was right though, I only had one week left until Domur. I picked up my things and left for the rest of the days classes, readying myself for the hour long detention after school and wondering what unsavoury characters I would be meeting.
The end of the day drew to a close and I walked up the room listed on my slip. I knocked on the door and waited for the permission to enter. A muffled "Come in" could be heard from the other side of the door. I entered the room seeing the teacher sitting at his desk marking students books. I walked over and handed my detention slip to him. He placed it on his desk along with one other slip "You may sit and do work and I will sign your slip when you have completed your hour" I walked to the back of the room and sat at a desk pulling out some geography homework that had been set.
I started placing different migratory patterns onto a world map using a data sheet provided by the teacher until someone on the other end of the back row of the classroom spoke out loud. "You don't seem like the sort of person who steals other peoples reports" I look over to notice the only other student in the classroom, he must have been the other slip on the teachers desk.
"How did you know?" I looked over at him confused as I put down my pen. He laughed as he leaned back on the back legs of his chair, flicking a pen between his fingers with expert precision. He shrugged his shoulders and continued with a smug tone "Lucky guess I suppose".
He had Dark brown to black hair that was short cut along the sides and swept across his forehead, facial features that showed him to be from an Asian background but I was unsure as to where. Most of his clothes consisted of black shirt with a white t-shirt underneath and ripped jeans with black trainers.
Wow this guy really likes black clothes.
My attention was drawn pack to his hand still skillfully flicking the pen. between the acrobatics of the blurred pen, markings could be seen circling the palm of his right hand. Looking closer in detail as best I could, the black markings formed the shapes of three radiating comma's.
Fenrir's symbol
"The names Kuro by the way"
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The Ancients
FantasiMy name is Amber Marcuson and I am 18 years old and in my last year of school. That's the basics of my life, from here on it gets... complicated. There are 3 classes of Amoeba that people fit into within society, The Commons, The Evolved and The Meg...