I hate Handcuffs

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Drama class was going to be hell. I just knew it. I walked in and there he was. Kid and Killer were sitting at the back of the class and I felt his red eyes land on me in a second. He was mad at me. I could tell. I wish I could talk to him, but I also don't want to die.

Maybe I could just avoid him. Yeah, wait till he's cooled off a bit. I moved to a desk up the front next to a pink haired boy. As I sat down there was a screeching sound of metal on ground and I missed my chair. Falling hard on the ground I hissed as the shock went straight to my stomach.

I looked behind me and saw Kid smirking. Now he's just being immature. I stood up and grabbed my chair holding it tight when I sat down. It stayed where it was and I relaxed.

"Hey, don't worry about him, he's a jerk," I glanced at the boy beside me.

"Yeah, thanks," I replied.

"I'm Coby," the boy stuck his hand out.

"Akira, nice to meet you," I shook his hand and saw his eyes widen.

"Oh, you're Luffy's friend, right?" Coby asked.

"Yeah, that's me," I smiled. "Are you friends with him as well?"

"Well yeah, I mean, he saved my butt and got me enrolled here," Coby told me.

"Wait, hang on, you wanted to come here?" I wondered.

"Yeah, I mean, where else am I going to learn to have a backbone," Coby smiled sheepishly. "I used to be pushed around by this chick before I came here, and they'd always use me as their scapegoat. Then I met Luffy and he taught me to stand up for myself, so I reported her and got her put away."

"Wow, that pretty cool," I replied. "But how does that get you into this school?"

"Ah well, that's truly Luffy's doing. I told him I wanted to enrol here and he pretty much dragged me into his classes with him, without me being enrolled, and the teachers kind of just said 'sure, he can go here', and boom," Coby threw up his hands. "Now I'm a student."

I laughed. Finally a normal friend. Not someone who walks around half naked, not some psycho doctor nor a meat loving idiot, or a bipolar red head. No, someone normal.

"Oh, here's Miss Levy, you'll love her," Coby said slapping my shoulder happily.

"Alright class, settle down," Miss Levy was a short woman, with short, soft yellowy-brown hair. She had a motherly look to her, even though I was easily a foot or two taller then her.

"Now today, we're gonna have some fun. We're gonna do a treasure hunt, yeah! Woohoo," the class cheered and I grinned. Coby was right, I did like this woman. "Except two catches."

The class stopped cheering instantly and regarded Miss Levy cautiously.

"First, I choose your partners," Miss Levy said laughing. The class groaned and Coby whispered to me, "When Miss Levy choses partners, it doesn't often turn out well."

"Second, there's this," Miss Levy pulled out a set of handcuffs and I frowned. "You and your partner will be handcuffed together. Those with power will be using Sea-stone cuffs. Now here's how it will work. There will be no arguments, cause I'm not changing my mind, and it will only make me make you, take longer. I will call out you and your partners names, and you will come to the front where I will handcuff you together. Then once everyone is done, and your sitting down, I will call out a question. You will not call out an answer, if you do, you will be the last to leave. You will raise your hand, and I will decide who I think was first to raise their hand, you will not argue. If you answer correctly, I will give you a roll of paper with 7 items on it. You will collect these items and bring them back. I will unlock your cuffs and you will receive a prize if you come first, second, third of fourth."

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