My first day (open)

[Odyn]

I was alone at last...well in a sense at least. From four a.m. until now, my younger brother had been screaming and over excited. He woke me up by giving the crown jewels a full body press. Needless to say after trying to contain my agony, I instructed him to lay down and sleep until my alarm went off. Which hadn't gone so well. As he squirmed around for the next two hours and kept talking. I cannot wait until he becomes a teenager- maybe by then he'll learn about sleeping in.

After that wonderful morning greeting, I got up, dressed- got him dressed, made breakfast..he's obsessed with the Dora the Explorer cereal. Whatever- he runs around all day long anyways. Made him a sandwich- pb&j- good thing he likes SOME cheap things.

So after the battle to get the shoes on, backpacks grabbed, I drove him to school, dropped him off. He's kinda weird, because he always asks 'You're gonna' come back right?'

I get it- I do. Mom left...that asshole left. Even grandma leaves. I'm his constant. God I hate this kid. But I love him all the same. Bleh- little brothers.

As always I answer 'of course I will'. And he runs off to play with his friends.

I drive to school, find a spot to park THANK GOD, and run to my first class...only to find out that the damn classes don't even start for another hour! So, I found a tree, threw myself to the ground, cracked a book and began to read. Damn little brat. Why did he have to get up so early....my stomach growled. I HAD FORGOTTEN TO EAT! DAMN ME TO HELL!...where was my lunch!? I forgot that too?! DAMN IT!

I turned a page, swearing at God for her cruelty.

[Megalomaniac]

It was a misty day..

Perhaps a day to end all days..

Mars stood by under a small bush. He didn't bother to go home yesterday so he slept under the school..He awoke to see a blur someone sitting under the tree. Mars shifted his eyes around looking for anyone in sight. No one.

"Hiss..Someone new.." He whispered as he shuffled his black jeans over to the figure and moved behind the tree.

He seemed shifty. Someone new that Mars never met before. He smirked..

"Hello.."

He sunk down next to the figure who was reading.

"I haven't seen you here before.." He hissed.

"...Are you...new here..?"

He held out an apple.

[Odyn]

I glanced to the side. What an odd looking fellow. He held out an apple. Excuse this paranoia but- in the tale of Snow White and the Seven Dwarves and in the gospel itself- apples, are not to be taken lightly.

Raising one hand, casually closing my book, I looked over towards this other person and gave him a pale smile- more of a sneer I suppose...smiling never has been my best trait. Music is my voice, my talent...my heart and soul. Too bad- yeah?

My voice is a bit deep, though it holds not a single tone of annoyance or discontent- always friendly, though I rarely speak louder than a whisper...as I have little to say that has ever been important, "Yeah. I'm new. Odyn Fayth, transferred just yesterday. Nice to meet you...?"

[Megalomaniac]

Interesting...

"Odyn Fayth, you say?..Very interesting indeed.."

Mars lowered his voice and peered over his shoulder. He noticed that the subject wasn't going to take the apple. So he decided to throw it. With deadly aim and great force he got up and threw the apple directly at a substitute teacher walking from his car. It knocked him out cold. The apple split in half as it made contact with the victim's head. Mars smiled.

Mars sunk back down again..

"Mars..Mars Holstman.."

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small bag of gummy bears.

"..Not a health nut are we?" He chuckled as he held them out to the enigmatic student.

He noted the book sitting on Odyn's lap.

"..What are you reading?"

[Odyn]

I didn't take the gummy bears either. Look- seriously, I don't take food from people. I've just learned it's best to keep to myself. I need to lose a few pounds anyways- I've got a pair of wranglers my huge ass almost fits in. What's a day or two without food? The old lady'll have something nice cooked up at least.

Watching the teacher..be it a sub, which I was only guessing at- as I am a new student. I gave a small sigh, of course I would be spyed by a brute first. Honestly, what was the point in hurting innocent bystanders? The poor instructor hadn't even been looking our direction.

I pretended not to notice the food, chose to answer his inquiry on my book, "Clausen's Theory and Commentary on Morals and Dogma. Good read."

This guy seemed over friendly..I didn't trust him immediately. Nor do I think I would have anyone, considering how I am. Or the brute he appeared to be. I don't need someone to fight with...if it came to that, I was not looking forward to it. Fights made you late for class, work, and picking up your little brother from daycare. Crap. It's Wednesday, I have to pick him up as I have the late shift. I made a mental note, gave a small glance to the 'Mars' boy, "Sp what are the teachers like here?"

[Megalomaniac]

As Mars put his offerings away he went ahead with himself and sunk down to the base of the tree..

"Hs..The teachers.."

He began to laugh. Manically to the point.

"The teachers...Ha.."

He smirked.

"Let me tell you something..

These teachers do not take kind to people who "don't get involved" in a sense..Haha..If anything..Corporal Punishment is somewhat of a "hobby" here...If you will..

..Tell me something..

..What classes do you enjoy?"

He pulled out a notebook.

His green pen dripping with ink over the grass still misty with overnight due.

[Odyn]

I tilted my head slightly towards him, this guy...was way to curious about me. Oh well...maybe I would actually have a friend in this world? I doubt it...really doubt it but okay.

"I like art...mostly piano playing...some guitar," running a hand through my hair I thought about it for a minute, "I like to cook. Not big on English or anything...maybe econ will be enjoyable. Philosophy..and mythos..er..mythology."

[Megalomaniac]

Mars tilted his head. He hissed..

"Hss..Interesting choice of classes."

Time seemed to flow by as Mars watched the sun rise from the bleak that seemed to be earth. He watched as teachers began to arrive in the parking lot.

"You're a artsy type fellow..no?"

A bad choice of vocabulary for Mars, but he was only half asleep. He promptly pulled something shiny out of his back pocket he held it out in his hand.

"Take this...Hss..You'll need it.."

It was a locker key. It had the numbers 548 on it.

"So by the sounds of it..You enjoy mythology..Working to be an art historian..?..There's some good textbooks in that locker that I gave you..It's better to get things free, no? I don't need them.."

He smirked a little as his fingers tingled on his mask under his jacket.

[Misfate]

From a distance Crim watched the exchange between the snake and the slight fellow. Crim had just made it to his first day of school after a long run. He swore he'd fix his car as soon as his life slowed down, but looking twice he saw this kid with a notebook take the last spot he could see for miles. He seemed happy to have it but at the same time he looked like he could use a lot more "happy", well, maybe more food.

Taking a breather, a long breather, considering the distance of the run, Crim looked up to see another student had joined him. This one gave the image of a snake, solidified by the act of offering Mr. notebook and apple. Crim, being raised Christian, lept up to try and stop the transaction, but thankfully Notebook turned him down. Breathing a sigh of relief, Crim realized that this person was a freshman like himself, and one who might get along with him. Crim watched for longer, trying to decide if he should introduce himself, when the apple was flung at a teacher, striking him out cold and making Crim's jaw drop. Something was wrong here. Students did not strike teachers, well, not at his old school anyway. Finally, Crim gathered his will and sought to rescue this young slight fellow from the taint of the devil.

And so he came to a tree.

"Hi there, my name's Crim. You new here too?"

[Odyn]

I sighed heavily, tucking away my book. Looking at the blonde fellow- I raised a hand. "Nothing worth having in life is free. Thank you, but no. I take pride in what I earn."

I considered getting up, leaving this...scaly fellow to his own means and to temp someone else. Just my luck a brunette guy wandered over. I sighed- great, someone else. Standing up, I gave him a half smile, "Yeah. I'm Odyn Fayth. Nice to meet you, Crim." Reaching out to shake his hand, anything to lose contact with the scaly fellow- he seemed a bit on the edge.

[Misfate]

Grasping Odyn's hand, he shook it lightly. He noticed how cold, and well, small his hand was. Long fingers, flexible, this was the spitting image of an artist, or, an aspiring one anyway. Crim wondered if he knew much more than himself.

"Hey, I don't really have any classes yet, and I don't really know what I even want to take, or what's out there. You got any ideas?"

"Oh, and, is it normal here to knock teachers out?

He said, almost in jest, but the sinking feeling that the answer was yes dawned on him.