Irisadonna

5: The First Day, For The Last Time

Yes, this is part of a reupload! I've decided that this chapter was just too abnormally long for it to exist at that length. That is a general rule, hence why I kill tall people.

Unfortunately though, the tall are not able to survive as a two parts and deal with their circumstances like good little chapters do. I believe this is because their distance from the ground genetically alters them from having common sense. I could be wrong, but when does that ever happen?

John Aswald had had a truly miserable summer. From the moment Irisadonna had rejected him that day in the library, John had not been able to successfully approach anyone. It was as though she had cast some kind of cockblock spell on him or something.

Needless To Say, John was going through a rough patch. If he couldn't successfully harass women, what was a blond asshole like him to do?

The fact that his own friends were consistently roasting the hell out of him didn't help either.

Theo, Marshall and Paul had made his a living hell each and every time he tried and inevitably failed to get a girl's number. 

Anytime he saw a girl he liked John would smirk to himself and turn to his friends like a weird snake in a bad blond wig. "Look at that girl over there," the reptile would say. His friends would laugh and look at each other, eyes shining with avarice knowing that they'd come out of the experience at least ten dollars richer.

"The one with <insert physical attribute here>?" one of them would clarify, usually Marshall who could often be caught with a malicious glint in his eye.

"Yeah," John would say with the total, complete confidence of an absolute idiot who never learns.

Then the betting began. Theo would start, then Paul and eventually Marshall who always went dead last, making the highest bet and the most money when John came back to them languid and defeated after his rejection.

School was not something John enjoyed very much at all. It bored him out of his mind and to be completely honest, John found it pretty unnecessary. He was going to be a professional MMA fighter anyway so what was the point? I would also have argued that schooling was wasted on him as well but that's a different story. Most of the time John would have killed to be anywhere but there. Unfortunately for him, education was imperative so he didn't end up like his older brother; fat, broke, jailed and disowned. 

Homeroom had taken FOREVER as Ms. Hunt (aka Hunt The Hag) seemed to be completely unable to stop talking. To make matters worse none of his friends was in homeroom with him to start trouble or do anything really to pass the time.

Needless to say, John was not excited for his first class of the morning.
It was Biology, taught by Mr. Farrow in the 9th building of the school's decagon (the science building). Thankfully, both Marshall and Theo took it as well.

John walked with drone-like absentmindedness behind his two talking friends, absolutely unaware of the world around him. A few girls swooned and one even fainted and had to be carried off after catching a glimpse at his crotch in the grey sweats he was wearing but John hadn't been paying attention. Not until his eyes caught sight of one girl in front of him. The witch with the long braids.

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Belladora huffed as she climbed the staircase of the 8th building. IT was on the second floor and the staircase was pretty steep, in her opinion. She threw her long, curly red hair over her shoulder as she stepped unto the corridor of the second floor and rested for a little.

Three doors down, the fifth form IT teacher, Mrs. Farrow stepped out of the classroom with a frown in her face and her arms crossed. "Ms. Murray, get your ass to class. You're already late!"