New Heights Academy

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"Thanks, bro. Sorry for wakin' ya." He whispered, returning the smile before taking the pencil. He took out a piece of paper and began drawing Shakespeare, as that was the lesson about. Of course, Yuki was an ABSTRACT artist, so he drew Shakespeare being eaten by a giant bee. Like a sensible person. The redhead took out his agenda. He's gotta have SOME organization. He wasn't an animal. 'I have... MATH next. I HATE MATH.' Yuki thought to himself. 'I should make some friends. That kid that give me a pencil seemed alright. I'll talk to him after class.' Yuki groaned in his mind. 'That'll be so much wooooooork... Myeh, he seems lazy too. I can talk to other lazy people.' "Yuki?" He looked up. "Yes sir?" Yuki looked up. "I said, what play by Shakespeare was most known for being... 'romantic' to some people, but was actually rather tragic, ironic, and not really romantic at all?" Yuki laughed. "That would be Romeo and Juliet. I think it's laughable how it's considered romantic. I've read it, and, frankly, it's a bit ridiculous." He looked around at the people of the classroom. They were all gawking at him. "What? You think I'm not smart? I have bad grades. Doesn't mean I'm dumb, it just means I don't pay attention." He shrugged and looked back down, putting the finishing touches on the giant bee.
 
Emiko was drawing more of an inside view of the room and how she wanted light to come in from the back side where the mirrors weren't, but the room needed enough space to fit at least 16 people formations....

She kept sketching out the room, ignoring whatever else was going on around her. One of her friends, Lily, slipped her a note, knowing it was the only way to actually get her attention. Emiko put down her pencil and picked up the note, which read,

Pool party. My place. 7 tonight. Celebration for first day of school. Everyone is invited who can come. But I wanted to invite you separately to make sure you're coming. You have dance from 4 to 6, right? So 7 is perfect. Good. See you there.

Emiko laughed a bit at her friends note, she liked how she just assumed she was coming. Not like Emiko was against a party that didn't interfere with her dance. But a party on a school night? She was crazy. But heck, it would only be the second day of school tomorrow. They didn't need sleep!

Emiko gave her friend a nod and went back to her sketches. While she drew she pointed and flexed her toes gently.
 
Bursting through the schools front doors he noted how the hallways were empty.
I'm late. My cousin is going to kill me . . . IF she finds out!
He was already moving at a break neck pace, but the thought motivated him. He set out at a dead sprint, taking quick glances at room numbers as he zoomed down the hallway. The sound of his feet slamming across the empty hallway was loud to say the least, and Horus could hear some doors opening behind him, no doubt wondering what the hell was going on outside. But he didn't let it stop him, he had somewhere to be! Then he saw it, dead ahead, his homeroom. Skidding to a stop with a deafening SKKKRRRRRRRT, he opened the door. Sweating a bit, and lightly panting he probably looked a bit strange, but that didn't bother him much. Before the teacher could say a word, Horus flashed a wide grin startling him, and smoothly walked over to a seat. But not before taking a quick look around the room, nothing really caught his eye. There was the occasional sleeping student, cute girl, kids who just wanted to finish their work. He decided on a seat near the back row, with someone in front of him to block the teachers view. Sliding into his seat he put his head into his arms, and closed his eyes. He honestly didn't even know what the subject of the class was, or the assignment if they even had one. But it didn't matter for much longer because Horus quickly fell asleep, signified by a light snoring.
 
Rain was reading and she hadn't been paying much attention to what was going on around her till she saw a glimpse of a note being passed. She paused in a place in her book and looked around. To see if anyone else came in. She noticed a boy in the back sleeping who wasn't there before and she saw that someone had started drawing. 'Hmm... It doesn't seem like I've missed anything big yet. I'll go back to reading but I'll try and keep a better note of my surroundings. I don't want the teacher to get mad or for me to miss the bell to change classes.' She looked back at her book and began to read once more, but she made sure to stay a little more aware.
 
Once his masterpiece was finished, Yuki wrote 'throw back to me' on the bottom. Yuki folded it into a neat shuriken and threw it like a ninja at a boy at the back, who he knew was sleeping. It hit his head. He took out another sheet of paper and began drawing the exact same strange image, just in case the other one didn't come back. Meanwhile, the teacher was STILL facing the chalkboard, writing something. Oblivious as always. Yuki made note in his agenda.
'Homeroom. History.
Teacher is very oblivious.
Fun class.'
 
Emiko finished her pretty little sketch of the dance room and was about to make some flooring plans on the back, but decided she might want to be social anyway. She put her sketch book back inside of her bag when she suddenly realized she didn't have her dance stuff.

After a tiny panic, she remembered she put it in her locker. She slunk down into her seat, really bored. She wasn't sure if she should talk or not. She ran her fingers through the half of her blonde hair that was down before she pulled out her sketchbook again and decided to try and sketch the teacher up front, since she wasn't sure if now would be a time to socialize.

It wasn't often she sketched anything but rooms and room plans, but sometimes to help her get better she tried to expand her Horizons on art.
 
Feeling something lightly tap him, Horus' eyes opened to find a paper shuriken on his desk. He felt a small tinge of annoyance at being woken up but quickly ignored it. Opening the paper, he was surprised to see a picture of what appeared to be Shakespeare being eaten by a bee. He couldn't help but chuckle at the sheer random factor of the drawing. Taking another look at the paper the artist left a small note.
"Throw back to me."
Looking around the room a boy stood out to him. He was busy probably busy moving on to his next masterpiece. Picking up his pencil he wrote his own note on the paper.
Horus Kingston but you can call me, 'My king'
Folding the paper back up into a shuriken, although very sloppily, he beamed it at the back of the other boys head. With a grin he leaned back in his chair and waited.
 
Yuki grinned when he felt the *dink* of the shuriken hitting his head. He grabbed it from his uniform shirt and unfolded it to see a message. My king? 'Just King will do.' He erased the small bit of the drawing that he had done on the other paper and began drawing Genghis Khan playing a violin for a giant bee. He wrote: Write your name, refold, and throw back.
He threw this one at a girl at the back of the room, who appeared to be reading.
 
Rain paused in her book when she was hit in the hand by a shuriken. 'So that's what they're throwing.' She put down her book and picked up the shuriken and opened it carefully. She read the note and wrote her name. She found where it must have came from and threw it back a the boy. When it hit him she smiled.
 
Misaki watched as a paper Shuriken was thrown back and forth in class. She noticed that the teacher was oblivious to what was going on, back towards them as he continued talking. She gave a small grin as she opened her bag and reached her hand inside. She had opened a bag of chips earlier today and had used a hair tie to quickly seal them and threw them in there before waking Asena. She gave a small, almost consentrated frown as she removed the hair tie as quietly as posible before reaching in and putting a single chip in her mouth, letting it sit there until it became soft enough to chew without alerting the teacher that she was eating something. Asena was sleeping once more, peaceful and unaware of the things going on around him as he was nearly in a state of unconciousness.
 
Gumi Kusakabe arrived at school late, having missed her train and been forced to walk to the school from her house. It wouldn't really have mattered anyway. She was just transferring, and she didn't even know what class she was in yet, so she doubted anyone would care if she'd just gone home. Walking into the building, she made her way to the main office. "Excuse me?" She said, hoping the lady in front of her wasn't too preoccupied. "I'm Kusakabe Gumi, I'm transferring from Tokyo." The woman smiled and explained what class she was going to be in, standing and offering to lead her there so it wouldn't be awkward. 'What a nice lady...' Gumi thought.

They arrived at the classroom shortly. The office lady opened the door and waved to the teacher. Walking in, the first person Gumi noticed was a rebellious-looking blonde girl who was sitting in the back of the room. She looked insanely bored. The office lady left, and the teacher told the class that they were getting a new transfer student before asking Gumi to introduce herself. Gumi turned to the class. "My name is Gumi Kusakabe, its nice to meet you." She said, bowing politely. The only part of this that she didn't like was the uniform. She hated skirts. It wasn't as bad since she was allowed to wear her Gym shorts underneath, but it was still uncomfortable.

'Well, here goes my attempt at school. Hope it doesn't fail...'
 
Deziree Skye Frost
Cold Outcast

There was a knock at the classroom door, and the sound cut off the teacher mid-rant. All eyes turned to the door as it opened and a girl came walking through to the front of the room. The teacher and the woman who seemed to have escorted the girl there exchanged a few words. The teacher, a young male who looked something of a teenager himself asked the newcomer to introduce herself, the girl complied, "My name is Gumi Kusakabe, its nice to meet you." She gave a slight bow and then the teacher spoke up, "Alright Miss Kusakabe, let's find you a seat."
He glanced around the room, eyes narrowing on the empty place beside her, "Miss Frost, Momomiya Kamiko sits there, yes?" She nodded, "Yes sir, the girl is scarcely here."
"Perfect" The man smiled, "Miss Kusakabe, if you would take your seat we'll begin the lesson. Open your textbook to page seventeen"
Dez looked at the girl curiously, but turned her attention back to the lecture the moment it began.
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Gumi thanked the teacher and walked to her seat, which was conveniently next to the blonde girl Gumi had noticed when she walked in. She sat and pulled out the textbook she'd received a few days ago. As she turned to the mentioned page, she was upset to see how much doodles and vandalism had been done to the book. It was one of her biggest pet peeves. She followed along with the lesson silently and ignored several of the surrounding students who tried to bother her during class. There were a few who were persistent, but they eventually got bored and left her alone. It was to be expected. She was the new kid, and it seemed like every wanted something to do with it, no matter what school you were transferring to. By the time the class was over, Gumi already had about five pages of full-on notes about the subject.
 
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