Fire and Water

Water (Prologue 1)

"Aster James!" A teacher yelled at me, I turned my head around smiling. I know what I did wrong. Behind me stood a man in his early 20's. Mr. Ryan, the history teacher. Almost, everyone liked him, everyone but me.

He slept with teenage girls just because he can. If not he lowers their grade, that's what always happens. Sadly, the school does nothing, since they can't afford to get rid of him. So I did something, unlike them.

This was a small prank, as more was yet to come. I put about 50 alarm clocks around his room hidden. Set them to the same time and bam! You have a really funny and simple prank.

Mr. Ryan walked a little bit more, till he was practically standing over me. I smiled up at him, "yes sir?"

Mr. Ryan looked down, at my small figure. "Why were alarm clocks going off in my room?" He said growling slightly.

I kept my look of innocence, "I don't know sir."

This probably pissed him off more, as he looked me dead in the eye. "Lunch detention with me." He said and walked away.

Sighing I turned around again, this time my face colliding with something. A wall. I bet you expected me to same something cheesy like, 'or more like someone,' but no. I can just be a little bit on the clumsy side.

I gathered myself up again, and walked through the actual doorway. The school is quite small if you ask me. Suddenly, I came to another stop. A group of people were filming two people kiss.

Not just two people, Noah Lee and Bailey Mercy. They were the gay couple of the school, Bailey being the school's popular girl, and Noah being the jokester.

Just like every high school, there where stereotypes. Everyone had their groups, and everyone had their friends. And I was part of the delinquents. The smartest one of them of course, and their leader.

Yes, I attend classes very rarely, but I still have the best GPA here. So why not have a little fun, right? I started pushing people out of my way, so I could get to my next period. "Hey brat." I smiled at my special nickname.

I turned to see the person who is always after my head. Gray Ackerman. He is always trying to find my flaws. So he can just get me angry, and use it against me. Luckily, that's not the easiest thing to do. As he walked closer to me, my smile grew.

"Hey Ackerman, whatcha need?" I asked, smiling like the Cheshire Cat, Gray sighed.

"I know what you did," he said without much emotion.

"I don't know what you mean," I laughed and turned, "you'll never catch me."

No one will.