The young black haired girl was soundly asleep in her small bedroom. It was completely dark. Maybe a couple of sun rays would find their way through the curtain. Utter silence lingered the room till the ever so lively alarm clock started buzzing. It was such an annoying sound, it made Isidora crawl from underneath her blankets in no time.
Barefoot, on her tip toes, she rushed down the hallway to the bathroom. She quickly finished brushing her teeth, washing her face and combing her hair and rushed back to her room to get dressed. A simple combination as always.. a black T-shirt, blue jacket and jeans. The grabbed her little frog shaped backpack and ran out.
She saw the bus already arrived. Sighing in disappointment, she started running towards it as fast as possible. She wasn't quite an athlete. In the last moment, the bus driver closed the door. How she hated when that happened.. and it wasn't the first time. Even though she slammed her fist against the door a couple of times, the driver didn't notice, as always. She just threw her backpack down in frustration. How could this morning get any worse?
Of course, when thinking that, it always gets worse. Right above her, there was a huge oak tree. And on one branch, there was a cat. It was huge, fat, black and furry. It's eyes were piercing green. This was the type of cats she hated the most. Their look just terrified her. Slowly, she picked up her backpack and just started walking away, towards the school. After turning the corner, she just felt relieved. She was in no hurry to get to school... she was probably just going to skip anyway.
Tristan watched Isidora stroll along, after the bus driver ignored her and moved on. "How funny, the way these people act..." he whispered to himself, looking out the window as they drove ahead. He was sitting in the very last seat of the bus, to the right, where he was isolated from everyone else. Not too many people had gotten on, yet, though. As the bus made another stop, Tristan saw Envy on the street, and sighed. "Do we actually have to pick up everybody?" he wondered out loud, folding his arms behind his head and resting back.
Envy climbed onto the bus her boots pounded heavily on the*narrow stairway*as she got on. "Uhh..." She looked at the bus driver her face twitched while talking to him. "Y-You missed a girl back there..." The girl said narrowing her eyebrows pointing back at Isidora, feeling as if the conversation had ended she walked towards the back,having to pratically jump over a few legs*that*occupied the tiny aisle*and sat down with a thud across from Tristan ignoring him, acctually not really even noticing that he was sitting there, she was just trying to get back there*without making much eye contact with anyone.
The next bus stop was just down the street she was walking. She noticed the driver was still there, even though most kids got on. Now the question was should she waste her energy with running once again, or just keep on walking. Without too much further debate, she ran.. and managed to get on this time. "Thank you." She said kindly while walking past the driver. Breathing heavily, she made her way down the bus. Other kids from this bus stop made their way to the seats before her, so the only place left for her was to sit down in the back, next to Tristan. Taking her seat, she felt rather uncomfortable. She knew this boy, he was from her class, but she never interacted with him.
"..." Tristan turned his head to look directly at Isidora. He scanned her entire body, studied whatever signs she gave off, and finally, picked up her hand and kissed it. "Hello, dear..." he greeted her, sniffing her hand. "...you smell nice." Tristan commented, closing his eyes and smiling.
Sosuke sat on the bus his head up against the seat infront of him. He had headphones on and he was dead to the world. His dreams had taken over and he was thinking of taking the battlefeild and telling armed forces what manuvers to take so they can defeat the evil terroist sect they were fighting. He did this basically everyday, get up, get ready, get to the bus, sit down, fall asleep till he got to the school.
Envy sighed silently and took a book from her backpack, cracking it open and reading to herself, she felt a bit uncomfortable, besides the fact that she hated school, and she was feeling vulnerable sitting all by herself.
"Eek." Isidora first just gave out the silent squeal. She stared at Tristan for a bit with a confused, flustered look. She picked up her backpack and unsuspectingly slammed it on top of the boy's head. It was basically just a panic attack. Just like she had a phobia of cats, you could say she had a slight phobia of men being too close, touching her and so on. Realizing Tristan was just being polite, she started apologizing. "I'm so sorry, I just.. uh.. I mean..." She lowered her head, playing with her hands nervously. "Sorry." She got a hold of herself, calming down. Tristan's head shouldn't hurt a lot, if not at all since her backpack was basically empty. After a short pause Isidora spoke up once again "I'm Isidora.. If you don't remember my name.." She introduced. Isidora doubted Tristan remembered her from their class... since she was barely present
"Remember your name? ...well, Isidora, I don't even remember meeting you before." he said, pretty bluntly. "But, I'm glad we've met today." Tristan exclaimed, with another smile. He then turned away from her and took out from his pocket some handbook. Opening up to a certain page and holding it open, he took out a pen from another pocket and crossed out some words. "Wrong way to greet a lady, I guess..." he thought, quickly closing the book afterwords and stuffing everything away.
"How many times does this make it now?" A harsh voice rang out from an old building. "You people come at me over and over again but the result is the same I am starting to think you people are a group of pain loving freaks."
As light started to fill the room two things became clear. First a group of around ten punks stood at one end of a large room on the top floor. Second at the other end of the room sitting on a couch under a large window was a lone youth with a stray dog at his side.*
"Today will be the day you go down Rai your rule of this area is about to come to an end." The source of the voice stepped away from the group of punks. He was noticeable bigger then the others around him and was obvious new to the group.
"Lets get this over with I have places to go and people to see." Standing up from the couch he began to loosen up his body. He then took of his long maroon jacket and his black hat and tossed it back on the couch behind him. "Now then lets go."
The fight was over. It took Rai less then twenty minutes to deal with the group. The group was slowly making their way out of the building covered in bruises and blood. The bigger guy looked up at the window and shouted so Rai could hear his deceleration. "We will be back for you just you wait. this is not over."
Rai let out a loud sigh when the shouting stopped. "They never do learn." He reached down and grabbed his belongings before heading out of the room with the dog fallowing close behind him. "Now Beast be a good boy while I'm gone okay." He pulled out a treat from his jacket pocket and tossed it to the dog. '"See ya later." He then turned onto the side walk and started to head in the direction of the school.