My High School Hell Continued (Revamped)

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Humming and bright lights drew me from my sleep. I felt warm and cozy, but the redness behind my eyelids ripped that thin layer of sleep away. Slowly and carefully, I opened them. At first, the white walls and lights cause me to flinch, but I quickly got used to them.

I was lying on a stiff mattress, with a thin sheet over my aching body. I barely remembered why I ached. It didn't wash over me like they say on books. It's like when you have a dream, and you remember what happened, or what was going to happen, because of the feeling it gave you. Your thinking about it even when you wake up.

I was thinking of a lot of things. Nami, Crocodile, but mostly Kid. He was my main concern. And with the thoughts of him came confusion, and anger. What had I done? Nothing! Why was he mad at me?

I thought we were friends. He was my second ever friend. Everyone before Grand-Line Academy ignored me, they hated me. But here. Here I had been accepted. Not by anyone, but by the four most popular boys.

I frowned. Thinking about it, there was something off. Why the hell would they take an interest in me?

All this came to me as I lay there. I sat up, the frown stuck to my face like someone'd sewn it there.

"Miss Akira, you're awake," Law said slowly. I looked up at him, ignoring the pain in my stomach.

"Law, why do you hang out with me?" I asked instantly. He frowned.

"I told you, you're interesting," Law said. I shook my head.

"Nope. Not good enough. You don't just find anyone interesting, so why me?" I asked swinging my legs off the bed. My muscles ached with every move.

"I don't know what you mean?" He was playing dumb. Anger filled me. He though I was dumb enough not to realise. Then again, I was.

"Law, you have a cult of girls following you around. So why me? Was it my power? Did you think I'd be a good addition to your gang?" I inquired, anger leaking into my voice. "Did you think you could get in my pants? What? How am I interesting?"

Law narrowed his eyes. He turned to his desk and picked up a bottle of piled. He shoved the bottle into my hands.

"Take one before every meal," he growled. "Now get out."

"Pardon?" I asked with raised eyebrows. The anger faded, replaced with surprise.

"You heard me. Get out, I have work to do," Law said turning away.

I opened my mouth to say something, then thought better of it. Annoyed and confused, I left. I swept my hair from my face. It felt a little greasy, but nothing too bad. I stopped outside the medical room. Where the hell am I supposed to go now?

I can't go back to my own room, Kid will kill me. I can't stay with Law, not that I'd want to. I still don't get what he's playing at. I don't know where Luffy or Nami are, or what happened to Nami after the fight. Did Law treat her?

I started walking. Why was Kid mad with me anyway? Let's see. What did I do? Had I said something? Didn't Kid want to ask me something before I left? I nodded. That must've been it. He wanted to ask me something, but it was too late or something for me to give him an answer. So he was mad for something that wasn't my fault. Typical.

I arrived at a door. I recognised it instantly. I knocked on it and waited. The door opened and a blonde poked his head out, a tooth brush stuck in his mouth.

"Hey Marco, is Ace in?" I asked.

"Ya, hang on," Marco turned and called out. "Ace! Akiwa is hewe," He turned back to me. "He's coming."