Someday (A 3Below Fanfic) [Editing]

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After the Summer Holidays
Arcadia Oaks High, Earth

Krel's POV

"The area of a circle is ..." Ms. Janeth addresses the room of gloomy humans with gaiety over her usually stern expression. "Anyone?" Her bright eyes scan each of the faces. Some appear to be disoriented, some are doing what humans call "doodaling" on their desks, and some aren't even awake at all.

It is now the first day of a second year in school (or "Prison Education," as I like to call it. And the first day back is so far klebtastic! Please note my "sarcaism"), and no one seems to be back in high spirits (who can blame them? I don't call the place Prison Education for nothing).

With the Mothership sustaining even more severe damage then before, the possibility of wasting the rest of my delsons on the Mudball has now increased from 78% to 150%. Seklos and Gaylen, how am I going to survive three more keltons on this Dump Heap of a planet if I can't fix the ship?! Maybe this is the end. Maybe Aja and I are stuck here forever and we never get home and we never save mama and papa and—

"Little Brother," Aja says from the side of her mouth as she elbows me forcefully in my stomach.

"Oww! Why in great Gaylen did you—" I stop in mid sentence when I find the entire class staring at me, even Ms. Janeth, as if they're waiting for an answer from me.

"Well?" Ms. Janeth asks.

"Umm ..." I stammer. "Could you repeat that question again?"

She rolls her eyes haughtily, "Perhaps you would like to show the class the answer to Question 5B instead of yammering away to your imaginary friends."

The entire class cracks up. Except for one.

"Go," Aja mouths.

I cover my face with my shoulder-length brown hair to hide the red marks spreading across my cheeks and push away any thoughts of the collywobbles as I march up to the board, trying to look more confident then I felt. Kleb! Why do some mistakes have to be so embarrassing?!

I take the black marker from Ms. Janeth and approach the empty whiteboard. "To find the area of a circle, you have to find the diameter of the shape using the radius," I draw a perfect circle on the whiteboard along with a simple dot in the dead centre of the shape as I speak. "Then you have to... to..."

My mind goes blank. I hesitate, feeling the collywobbles take over again as the class silently watches me. Someone coughs loudly. Kleb! Why aren't any words coming out of my mouth?!

"A-And so, the answer to Question 5B is... is, um—"

"3.14," An unfamiliar voice calls out.

My initial embarrassment dissolves, and I turn around in annoyance to see a human girl no older than me sitting in the middle row next to my desk. Her short emerald-green hair falls in thick locks around her honey-brown face, which has a bored expression written on it. I scowl. Who in the seven galaxies is she?! I've never seen her in class before, or in the last year of Prison Education. And who is she to answer for me?! I am the future King of Akiridion-5!

I glare at the girl, crossing my arms in defiance. "I was about to say that! So why don't you go crawling back to whatever hole you came from?!"

"Oh, I'm sorry," she says sarcaistically. "You weren't saying anything, so I thought you didn't know the answer. I was helping you!"

"I never asked for your help!" I snap. "And you don't even know the definition of help."

"Sorry for being selfless then, I guess!" She barks back.