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Idiots.
Topic Started: Mar 29 2008, 10:38 PM (347 Views)
Drake
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Kira Nakamura sat at the back of his math class staring off into space. The meaningless things the teacher was writing on the board meant nothing to him and at a glance he had already solved the problem. The teacher began to call on students who all seemed to preoccupied with themselves to answer the question correctly.

"Idiots," Kira said softly. "I'm in an advanced class and these people still understand nothing."

Kira looked out the window into the cold winter morn; snowflakes fell slowly onto the trees outside covering the once green grass in a thicket of snow. The snow entranced Kira and he began to move closer to the window, edging to the end of his seat.
"Some say the world will end in fire; some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire, I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate, To know that for destruction ice is also great and would suffice," Kira said to himself in English.

By this time the entire class was looking at Kira and he immediately turned around. Their ugly faces filled with such contempt stared back at him as he twitched his right eye and stared back with eyes full of hatred.

"Well if you can't find any interest in this class, would you care to at least answer the question on the board," the teacher said condescendingly.

Kira looked at the teacher and his face softened and turned to utter amusement. The integration on the board to him was child play and he laughed just at the thought of it.

"Radical 3 plus C," Kira said smirking at the rest of the class.

The teacher pushed his spectacles back to his face hiding away his eyes in the sun rays from outside.

"Correct," he said contemptuously. He turned back to the board and began writing more notes when the bell rang and the students hurried to escape the room before the teacher could tell them the homework.

"Remember, pages 89-93 due tomorrow," he said and the students sighed with grief having not escaped on time; Kira however remained calmly in his seat, until he was the last person in the room.

Kira got up and picked up his small bag of things. He turned his head to look at the teacher who turned away. Kira's face was emotionless and he shrugged at the teachers fear of him.

"Robert Frost, you should look him up," Kira said to the teacher in Japanese.

"Who?" the teacher responded without looking at Kira, pretending to be preoccupied with some of his papers.

"Never mind," Kira said quietly and he walked out the door into the rampage of his fellow students.

"Maybe if life wasn't so dull, people would actually appreciate things, instead of wallowing in fear. Idiots," he said as he walked down the bustling corridors to his Physics class.
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Hikaro sat in the back of the class, center row. His brain was frying enough that he was sure he could hear a faint hiss that is his brain sizzling. Take on a kid twice his body weight in kendo? easy. Clean a Ramshakle cabin by himself? Done. Cook a five course dinner? Say no more.

Follow math class...?

Not so much.

He managed to scrape along in his math class my the skin of his teeth and on his other classes which he excelled in.

Not far away from him a kid started muttering to himself about how we are all idiots for not knowing this. "Great, more shots to my ego. I dont get enough of those around here." he thought sarcastically to himself as he started to lose interest in the class. Math could go die, as har as he was concerned. He looked out the window for a while until he caught some words from that same sarcastic kid from before. Was his name...Kira Nakamura? He was horrible at names.

Hikaro had spent most of his young life reading, even a bit of english. He could read and understand it, but he could not speak it very well. He understood enough of it to remember a happy evening in his room reading books of poetry and started to smile contentedly. "Robert Frost..." he murmured to himself.

Hikaro was knocked out of happy land by the teachers voice. Fortunately the voice was not directed at him but at...Kira, was it? Yes, that sounded right.

Kira answered the question easily, and the class ended soon, much to Hikaro's releif. He copied down his homework diligently and was packing up and heading for the door when he turned for Kira and smiled cheerfully. "Frost is one of my favorites..." he said quietly and headed for the door.
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Whoops. Forgot to Log In, Lol =/
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((Dont worry about it, the post was obviously yours ^^ ))

Hikaro walked quietly to his next class, doing his best to spend as little time in the Hallways as possible. He was not bullied as often anymore, but Stupid Punks would still try to rough him up. Hikaro hated violence, even in self defense. He would rather not have to fight to begin with, which is why he was hurrying through the halls like a scared puppy. As he climbed a staircase, he wondered why he was targeted for bullying so much.

Well, he guessed he projected wimpiness and a lack of self confidence, which until the past few years would have been true. He still talked quietly and had a hard time talking to females, as well as self esteem issues,horrible posture, and he was sure he was rather ugly. (in truth he was slightly handsome in a teddy-bear way, although he would never think that.) But he knew this was not the only reason.

Another reason was a series of rumours surrounding his family.

There were stories about how his great grandfather on his mothers side was an American who had lived in Japan for a few years until he was "executed" by police officers in a brutal murder. It would explain why his hair was such a unusual strain of brown in a country of primarily black haired people.

It probably didnt help his case that instead of standing up for himself as a younger child he would read until the world went away, building a bubble reality for himself with his books, poems, or a certain manga series. So he was an otaku. He was happy. His only wish was for friends.

He though of that Kira kid. Could They be...friends? He quickly began to doubt his thoughts. That kid seemed a little (putting it gently) unfriendly. Ah well, it was a nice thought. He went into his next classroom, darting around people as best he could, avoiding contact. He entered his Physics Class.

Hikaro liked physics. It was simple, clear, and very interesting. He enjoyed learning the rules to the world he lived in. He quietly sat down in the back of the class, middle row, 35 seconds before the bell rang and began his pencil ritual. He lined 3 of his pencils up in a row at the front of his desk, then put a forth perpindicular to the other three. He smiled wide in satisfaction. No matter what was going on, doing this always made him feel better. He furtively pulled out a copy of a favorite short story, Call of Cuthulu by H.P. Lovecraft and read blissfully until other students began to pour in.
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Haruko had darted from the soccer field in a frenzied panic which was not an uncommon occurance. She knew she would be in great trouble with the Physics teacher if she was late for a third time this month. Stumbling through the halls with all the grace of a walrus, she hurried on to class. As she accended the stairs she passed a large group of girls chattering. Call it paranoia but when ever she heard girls like them talking she always had a sneaking suspition it was about her they spoke in hushed union.
"Look at her, no matter how she tries she'll never be one of us"
"Look at how she races from the soccer field to class, all bloodied and bruised"
"Just like a boy"

The girls glared at Haruko as she raced past them, almost knocking her Hello Kitty briefcase into them. She would have normally not been so brutish but she had no time for pleasentries. She was late again! She finally approached the door to her advanced physics class. She raced into the class praying the teacher was running late or they were just getting settled. As she walked in a girl from her row pointed and stared at her, like she was a freak. She was used to this reaction by now, but was baffled as to why this was brought on. Had she forgotten to brush her hair? Was she stepping in something? She looked down to check and realised what the reaction was for. Her knees has been cut deep enough to draw blood, soaking her strawberry socks in dried blood. Damn she thought to her self. I should have been more careful playing soccer. She worried that she would been seen as brutish by the girl if she had just played it off as a simple cut. She desided to sit down in her seat next to the girl and apply ointment and a bandage to her legs, hoping to appear weak to the girl. As she took the cap off of the ointment, she dropped the tube and watched as it rolled under the desk of a boy in front of her. He was reading some sort of book but she had no interest in disturbing him, causing even more glares in her directon. After tending to her scrapes, the teacher walked in looking disgruntled as ever. Great she thought to herself. Today is gonna suck
"So how'd I do?"
" You finished twenty-fifth"
" Oh that's not-"
" Out of twenty-four"
"ohes ><"
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