Jonathan Fenix's Story

Jonathan Fenix

Climbing into the bus, Jonathan scanned for any available seats that wasn't shared as of yet. His eyes fell across the faces of each unfamiliar student, each one being a potential rose, or a possible thorn, for him during his next year or so. There were so few unoccupied seats, but he had to get past a pair of girls, one dark-skinned (Sera) and the other with obnoxiously pink hair (Momo), and God, was that hair pink. To him, the same color as Pepto Bismol.

He was already annoyed that he had to come on this forsaken trip, and the fact that these two were holding up the line as if they were at the mall or something was making it even more annoying. Sure, this might have been a bad first impression, but he just didn't fit in all that easily.

Then, the students became smart, finally learning to move around the two roadblocks. He was still too far in the front of the bus to get to the vacant bench he was aiming for, past the roadblocks, but it had seemed as if another student, some blond-haired kid (Silas), had set their eyes on it and reached it before him.

Well, shit, Jonathan said to himself, feeling awkward about having to introduce himself. He sure as hell didn't want to give off a bad impression, which could possibly backfire and make his new life here in Japan a possible hell. Not feeling like walking past the two girls that are still taking their wonderful time, he looked for a nearby, empty seat, with his eyes landing upon one next to some blue-haired guy (Aeon) with headphones to his right.

Well, here goes... Jonathan assured to himself, before claiming the seat besides the "rock" of blue hair.

"I hope you don't mind me sitting here, new blue-haired dude." He called out as he planted his bag, nearly devoid of its contents sans the personal belongings, onto the floor next to the bench and taking the seat for himself.

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Jonathan Fenix

The turning of the blue-haired student's head (Aeon) was good enough of an answer for Jonathan, but he had also taken in the action as a sign of him not wanting to talk. The earbuds in his ears further supported that, and Jonathan didn't want to make it anymore awkward than what it already was.

Alrighty, then, Jonathan muttered to himself as he retrieved his bag from his side and into his lap. The bag, a white sling styled backpack, was half empty, save whatever food and snacks that weren't consumed during the trip and the spare belongings. What to do, what to do...

He has been in Japan for almost more than a whole week, and he was already having a bad start on things. He wasn't familiar with the culture, and this excursion was nothing but a waste of time. No proper introductions at the school, because they haven't exactly placed him in a class yet, so the trip was probably something that wasn't the best idea. That, and he still has moving boxes to unpack, but that was because of his father trying to push him to make new friends after moving. So much for the first week in Japan.

Looking around, he noticed that the two girls (Momo and Sera) had finally taken their seats, roughly around the middle of the bus, what had seemed to be three or four rows back. It was the pink hair that kept bringing his attention to her, because back in the states, nobody had pink hair like that. He had also spotted a glimpse of another blue-haired student (Kaoru), even though it was a split second and hidden behind by the blond (Silas). The two different hair colors were certainly peaking his curiosity, though. I hope they can...

He was started by a sudden vibration of his right shirt pocket, breaking him away from his train of thought, and by instinct, Jonathan reached for and pulled his phone out. The phone itself was a smart phone, one of those that had a touch-screen built into it, with a lot of nice little features that could prove useful at times.

Heya, sport. This is dad. How's the trip? :-)

Great, he finally learned how to text, he thought to himself, rolling his eyes for a second, before ignoring the message altogether and placing the phone back in its pocket, and pulling out a hand-sized book from one of the smaller compartments of his bag, unaware of the family portrait of his parents and him slipping out and floating to the middle of the bus.

Keiko knew she wasn’t getting off to the best possible start in socialising with other teenagers but she was trying her best in the end. She had spoken to two people today being Aeon her senior and her seatmate on the bus being Kei which was a vast improvement from speaking to hardly anyone but doctors about a past she couldn’t remember. "That's an interesting coincidence isn't it..." Her eyes gleamed with such childish delight at the agreement she received even though it was over such a trivial matter. Considering she had been ignored a few times and could barely keep up with her senior, it felt like a worthy accomplishment to have someone agree with her in some way, no matter how minor and simple. "Nice to meet you Keiko." “Ah wah thank you!” she bowed formally and twice repetitively a little overwhelmed at such kind words at a first meeting. Aeon had definitely not been as welcoming as Kei but she wasn’t going to compare and complain, people were different in her eyes for sure. She could barely understand herself and her own differences but she was sure of it. As the handshake remained intact, she noticed he had rough but sturdy hands though instead of being intimidated, she was a little intrigued to how strong Kei really was. Keiko had pictured strong people much differently after all the tv shows she had watched but Kei was not like them when it came to attitude and behaviour. A gentleman fighter..? she thought, her lips pursing the shape of her thoughts unconsciously yet again almost like a gold fish. Keiko could be very odd but that was due to the fact she didn’t feel like herself or even know herself.

Keiko’s thought bubbles popped as Kei released his hand from her grip continuing on with an apology, "Sorry, they generally only last a couple of seconds if that." ”Oh we went over the time limit.. Keiko apologises dearly!” she said, bowing her head again once in respect not knowing she was overreacting over another trivial matter. As her head lifted up, she quickly put on a smile as if she was ready to take on the world. ”Keiko will remember that! Mhm hm!” she said enthusiastically with an expressive nod, the gleam in her eyes returning like a lit up candle until Kei dropped her a question to think about. "I haven't seen you before. Are you a Junior by chance?" Keiko stopped facing Kei and leaned back on her chair pausing for a moment. It was an easy question but her amnesia did make it hard to process information sometimes. “Y-y-es.. that’s it. I’m a junior.. just started high school.” Keiko accidentally pointed out the obvious without realising as her index fingers poked together wondering if being a junior was why people like Aeon weren’t taking her seriously. If that was the case, there was nothing she could do about her grade unless she miraculously got moved up ahead of her age but then she wasn’t even sure what she wanted from high school. Keiko only knew it was a stage of her life that she had to complete called ‘receiving education’.

Her eyes looked around at the other students a little impatiently. As happy as she was to meet people, she was also eager to get off the bus as motion sickness was likely when in a travelling vehicle for a long amount of time and she didn’t even know how long the trip was going to be. All she knew was on the way to the beach, she was lost in her book which had turned out to be a bad idea as she was starting to feel motion sickness from focusing on the page of a book while moving about. This time though, she was definitely not going to be doing any long reading having learned her lesson before already on the trip there. As her brown eyes settled on the floor, she noticed there was something in the middle of the aisle not far from where she was seated but it was still hard to see what it was unless she got closer. Keiko waited for Kei’s responses before excusing herself, getting up from her seat and fidgeting with the curious object she had discovered. It was a family portrait of a woman, a man and a boy. Immediately Keiko felt sad as she didn’t know her family and whomever the boy was, he was very fortunate compared to her. She really wish she knew but the more she tried to force the answers in her head, the more it hurt to try to remember and she was gaining nothing in return. Sighing, she looked about the bus for a boy that matched the photo which proved to be not difficult as the redhead (Jonathan) appeared to be seated to someone she was already acquainted with even if briefly; Aeon. Keiko walked towards the boy’s (Jonathan) seat and bent down slightly to hand over the photo to whom she thought it belonged to with a sweet smile that seemed suitable to the moment but was actually her disguise for the grief of not having a family to even call family. “I think this is yours classmate?” she said, placing it on his lap and avoiding the gaze of her senior (Aeon). She wasn’t scared of her senior but she knew well enough he didn’t like being bothered. He (Aeon) was also wearing earphones so maybe he hadn’t noticed she had dropped by to begin with.

Jonathan Fenix

SAIL - AWOLNATION

The small book Jonathan had pulled out was a light brown travel-sized journal, one that had belonged to his mother before she had passed away. As his eyes read each word that were in her handwriting, it was as if each entry was a memory that were unfolding in front of him. While he flipped through the pages, he had noticed something land on his lap, which had somewhat startled him.

“I think this is yours classmate?”

Looking down at it, he quickly realized that it was a family portrait of him and his parents, and he wasn't sure where it came from. Quickly looking up from the picture that was on his lap, he met the eyes of another student (keiko), which he had believed to be a sort of brown in color, her hair being a shade darker than the journal's backing.

Yes, but where did you find this, did it fall to the ground?" Jonathan quickly asked the student (Keiko) as he removed the picture from his lap and placed it back into the journal before placing it into his bag.

"Anyways, thank you for finding it to me." He continued, finishing up on thanking the girl for returning the family portrait to him before it was stepped on or lost. He flashed a quick smile to express his gratitude, but tried to make it look not as awkward as possible, before he broke the eye contact to avoid a slight blush that he felt coming to his cheeks.

Taking a small breath to calm himself, and at the same time trying not to disturb the blue-haired boy (Aeon) next to him, he turned back towards her, "By the way, name's Jonathan. And you are...?"

Keiko had noticed the classmate (Jonathan) was reading and felt a little down that she had disturbed him. She knew she didn’t like being disturbed when she herself was reading but she had already placed the photo down before realising, not wanting to stand in the aisle too long in case the bus drove off while she was still standing and not in her seat. “Yes, but where did you find this, did it fall to the ground?" The red head (Jonathan) rushed in hiding the picture away in the book he was reading and plopped it in his bag making Keiko a tad bit curious. She had expected the boy (Jonathan) to continue reading but it appeared his interest in his book had subsided for the moment. ”Ah..yes, it fell.. right here!” She accurately pinpointed the spot she had found the photo by crouching and pointing her finger to where she had picked it up before skipping back to the boy she had helped. ”Did you see, did you see?” She asked, energetically like a child with her hands clapping together with a slight bounce before they entwined in front of her chest.

"Anyways, thank you for finding it to me." Keiko’s lips tugged into a small smile as the boy (Jonathan) flashed a smile her way before looking away making her think it was time to return to her seat. She was happy though, she had talked to three people today. She was on a roll of meeting people her age despite not doing much while at the beach. She brushed back her hair behind her ear, side glancing in her senior’s direction who was still lost in his own world of music. It must be lonely, yet he refuses to open up to people. I wonder why.. "By the way, name's Jonathan. And you are...?" Keiko blinked, her finger poking the middle of her chest a little confused. “Who is.. me?” She asked, her face going blank for a few seconds as she pondered the question herself. “Ah, Keiko!” She quickly gave out her name with a slight head bow as if to apologise for her delay in answering. “Keiko… Jonathan.. Keiko, I will remember that.” She muttered to herself still head bowing until the teacher got onto the bus startling her as she stayed by in the aisle, feeling as if all the wrath was directed to her compared to the other classmates sitting down and having the seat in front of them act as a barrier. Erghhheh! Incoherent babble entered Keiko’s mind as her hair became less lively and bouncy to a flatter look when the teachers’ spat was over. She had no idea there was a party last night and it made her sad that nobody had invited her but she understood why no one would. Keiko had kept to herself until today, all because of a bag, a seat position and now a photograph. Keiko rubbed her head as if she had received a beating with pouty lips that quickly transitioned to a smile as she decided to get moving before the bus was crowded with moving people for the new arrangement. “Bai bai Johnathan, see you again.” She said cheerfully with closed eyes then mumbling a quiet bye to her senior Aeon too even though she knew he wouldn’t hear it before stopping by her old seat mate. (Kei)

“Hiya, it’s a shame.. but I’ll see you around Kei-k” She said bowing her head cheerfully then paused realising her error in addressing the guy’s name when pronouncing it like ‘cake’. “Cake…” she mumbled as if caught in a trance before her head started to hurt and her hand grasped the top of her head, the intense pain causing her eyes to become watery. She lost her balance, falling onto the ground with her legs sprawled out to the side trying to ignore what the other students were saying. Nobody could understand what it was like for her to lose her memories and have them come back to her in brief painful flashes to the point it was becoming a normal occurence. When the flash ended, she opened her eyes as if nothing had happened, took out a notebook from her bag on the seat and wrote down the keyword ‘cake’ with a girly pen that dangled a pink diamond that flung around as she wrote, at least one step closer to remembering something important.

Jonathan Fenix

The girl (Keiko) had that burning spirit of a hyperactive kid, shining brightly as Johnathan watched her point at the spot where he assumed the family portrait had landed, while energetically speeding through her words like a rabbit on crack. When he had introduced himself, however, the girl had paused for a good couple of seconds, as if she had momentarily forgotten her name. "Who is.. me? Keiko... Jonathan..."

He had heard part of what she had muttered to herself, picking up what her name was. When Ms. Roselle entered the scene with that evil smirk on her face, Jonathan knew something was about to go down. "Alright you lot!..." She went off into a verbal onslaught, a tantrum that could rival those made by his father at times, yelling about a party and drinking and detention and... a new seating arrangement?! Then he heard his name at the top of the list... that he was going to be paired with a Belrose. Why the hell am I getting in trouble for some bullshit that I wasn't even part of?! Jonathan muttered to himself, with mental frustration starting to settle in, before realizing that the girl that he had just met minutes ago spoke to him once again.

“Bai bai Johnathan, see you again.”

Quickly changing his train of thought, which had effectively burned away the frustration inside him, he smiled back to the girl as she started off towards her seat again. "See you later, I guess." he called back to her, however his words had probably landed on deaf ears.

As the students began to move around, rearranging themselves with their new seating partners, Jonathan quickly scanned each face, hoping to correctly guess who was this Belrose character, but with no such luck.

His head now turned in the teachers' general direction, Jonathan opened his mouth once more.

Excuse me, but who's Belrose?!"

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Jonathan Fenix

Having a hand come down to his left between him and the blue haired student (Aeon) sitting next to him had startled Jonathan somewhat, as it wasn't something that he was expecting so quickly, followed by a warming yet short introduction from some student who named himself as Silas.

Turning around in his seat to face the newly introduced student, about to reach out and shake the fellow student's hand, Jonathan was a bit confused at why the blonde student was half-dressed. Judging by his size and how confident he appeared, Jonathan made the easy assumption that he's a senior, not realizing that his seatmate had already looked in his direction. He was about to introduce himself to him when the blue haired student had suddenly introduced himself as Belrose Aeon, which had also answered his pending question of who Belrose was, before turning back to look at the window.

Raising an eyebrow, Jonathan connected the handshake for a few seconds, before withdrawing his hand back to his side.

"Silas, eh? Name's Jonathan. Junior."

Before he continued on with a possible conversation, he had heard a low mumbling from the seat behind him, and when he peered over the head rest, it had come from another blue haired student (Kaoru) who had taken the seat behind him, this one much shorter than most of the people on the bus. The student had been mumbling something about the bus, and when is it going to move. From the sound of it, Jonathan had taken it in as a complaint, more than anything.

"And who would you be?"

Jonathan had directed the question at the student behind him (Kaoru), but as he asked the question, the phone in his shirt pocket went off once more. Pulling it out once more, he noticed that he had received another text from his father, a simple reminder that today was his birthday, before he placed the phone back into his pocket.

As if he needed a reminder...

Before he continued on with a possible conversation, he had heard a low mumbling from the seat behind him, and when he peered over the head rest, it had come from another blue haired student (Kaoru) who had taken the seat behind him, this one much shorter than most of the people on the bus. The student had been mumbling something about the bus, and when is it going to move. From the sound of it, Jonathan had taken it in as a complaint, more than anything.

Kaoru blinked at the sound of someone's voice. He couldn't help but tense up, thinking it was Silas, but was relieved when the voice came from a red haired male (Jonathan). He smiled a bit, biting his bottom lip afterwards, "Inoue, Kaoru. Junior." He held his hand out to him and then he noticed the male sitting next to him (Aeon). Woah, he looks so cool.. Kaoru thought for a moment, briefly staring before shaking his head, turning his attention back to Jonathan. Why'd you have to recognize me? Now if Silas didn't know I was next to him already, he definitely does now! He felt his stomach start twisting into knots as he dreaded the bus ride back. He'd be stuck here for what would feel like an enternity of hell. He turned around to see who sat behind him, which was none other than Devone and Momo's friend... who's name... he didn't have yet. He sweatdropped a bit, smiling to himself a little amused. At least he had a few other options of conversation than Silas. He turned back, offering Jonathan his own question, "Now that you know my name, I didn't catch yours, you don't mind repeating it do you?" He asked curiously, big blue eyes examining him. He knew it made him sound like an air head, but he really didn't care. He was being honest. He wasn't paying attention to those around him until he was addressed directly. He just wanted to go home. Then he felt the bus jump into motion, "Finally, I thought we'd grow beards before we get back to Airdalen.." He rolled his eyes, "I can't wait to get off this bus.." he didn't let his gaze move to Silas at all, ignored his presence entirely. Please don't talk to me.. please don't talk to me.. He wasn't sure he'd survive another attack.. and with the senior this close? He was definitely on edge. He was so tense you could mistake him for a blue plank of wood.

"Hey Kaoru.." The blue haired junior heard a familiar voice ring, which was comparable to the claws of Freddy Kruger scraping across metal in his opinion. It meant danger. It meant anxiety. It meant trouble. He blinked a bit when he felt sudden contact from someone, his sapphire eyes widening as an electric shock of dread ran up his spine. The touch brought the events of the previous night to the front of his mind again. No! No! No! Don't think about the kiss..! He used every ounce of his willpower to fight the urge to burst into a flustered state. Basketball, think about basketball! After a few moments of looking completely awkward, Kaoru instead whipped his head up and around to find the source, which as he expected, and secretly prayed otherwise, the hand on his shoulder belonged to none other than Silas. A pout instantly formed on the small boy's face. I just can't catch a break with a guy like you around can I..? He thought to himself, "I am..?" He asked with an annoyed twitch, before sighing a bit. He didn't want to make a bad impression to the other two boys (Aeon and Jonathan) just because the blonde bully (Silas, lol!) was giving him a hard time. He still refused to maintain eye contact, it was so...wrong. He caught himself kind of staring at the violet haired male whose name he'd not caught (Aeon), but it was quickly interrupted before it got too awkward.

Kaoru tensed when he felt Silas's arm fall upon him, glancing up at the senior now and then. He wasn't sure what this guy was capable of, but he didn't want to bite off more than he could chew. He already was tiptoeing through the tulips because he challenged Devone.. He barely even realized Silas had said anything at all, but after a minute or two's delay he finally replied, "Yeah, I guess so." He sighed. He slept through it last time, but he doubted he'd get the luxury this time around.. Then he shivered and if he hadn't bit down on his lip, he'd of yelped out in protest. Who do you think you are!? He twitched, trying to tug away from the blonde senior. I'm not a pillow!

It didn't take Kaoru long to realize resistance was futile, and he gave an annoyed huff, cheeks a light pink. He really hoped no one was seeing this. It was humiliating enough as it was. He couldn't do anything to get away from this giant. He felt like a girl compared to him. Maybe I need to pick up on lifting again..? I slacked off.. Ugh.. You're heavy.. Kaoru shivered as the senior told him to not move.. Was it a threat or a statement? Moving was particularly out of the question considering the height difference and how Silas was using him as a headrest..

"Yeah, I'm gonna make a short trip to the store..." he mumbled back sarcastically, blinking a bit when he felt the other boy's nose against his head. Instantly anxiety formed. I know washed my hair.. but I wonder if it smells weird.. Hah! I hope it does.. well... he might make fun of me if it does.. but it would make him reconsider using me as a human prop...

I knew I should have stayed home...

Jonathan Fenix

The rest of the trip back to the school was silently awkward for Jonathan, to say the least. He had met a few new people, though they probably had their own reasons to ignore him as he had his. Almost the entire time, the one who called himself Silas had taken a nap on top of the shorter, blue-haired student, who had went by the name of Kaoru, who had appeared to be annoyed at the whole affair. As for Aeon, he enjoyed his company, or rather the lack of, as it had seemed that he was off in his own world, ignoring everything else going on around him.

For the duration of the trip back to the school, Jonathan had been on his phone, looking and setting his schedule for the week to come. After meticulously setting up his personal planner to sync with his school schedule, he noticed something was just a little off regarding the number of free days. Not just that today was his birthday, but it was also apparently the day for student nominations, as the teacher known as Mr. Drone called out energetically when the bus had finally reached the school, but...

He had the next two entire weekends open? Nah, something's not right, he had mumbled to himself as he rechecked and double-checked the schedules that he was given and the schedule that his father worked with, but every time he did, it became clearer that he indeed have both weekends open.

As the students exited the bus, while the majority had moved into a line to retrieve their bags from the luggage compartment, Jonathan already had his luggage - he had all of his personal belongings in a single backpack. He was already halfway to the school building when his phone went off, another text from his father.

While Jonathan wasn't exactly one to be known to spend the majority of his time on a cellular device, being one to view such item merely as a means of communication. Thus, he had quickly made a single call, maybe for less than a good ten seconds, before ending the call just as quickly.

"Just got back to the school. Class President nominations are today, so I'm probably going to walk home though."

He wasn't quite sure on what to do, since the nominations were probably later on, and even though he was part of the Senior/Junior program that the school had running, he still had no idea on who his designated senior was.

I bet they haven't found a suitable senior for me yet, he thought to himself as he walked through the building doors.

Kaoru sat with a bored expression until he felt the bus come to a complete stop and noticed the doors open. Freedom! Kaoru thought to himself, his eyes brightening up at the sign of salvation. Silas had to get off of him now! The blue haired boy actually smiled out of true happiness for the first time that day.

Then he felt a shiver run up his spine as Silas did this weird motion against him causing him to move closer. Away! Away! Not
closer! He whined in his head, his smile being short lived. He wanted to just crawl away and hide. This was extremely humiliating.

"D-don't say creepy stuff like that!" the short blue haired boy frowned at him, glancing away as a blush came to his face. He was getting under his skin. Were other people just a joke to this guy?

Kaoru didn't understand why Silas was commenting on his hair. He wanted to just push the blonde off of him and give him a piece of his mind, but he was scared of getting in trouble. Detention with Silas was the last place he wanted to be after school. He couldn't help it however when he felt Silas's lips against his ear, his eyes went wide and he did his best attempt to get away from him. What the hell is he doing!?

Kaoru blushed even more when the next comment came from Silas, a glare forming on the young sapphire boy's eyes. This was getting really annoying. He was making a fool of him in front of anyone who was fortunate or unfortunate enough to witness.

"We didn't sleep together!!" Kaoru shot back at Silas angrily, getting up and walking down the isle with his arms crossed. Who the hell does this guy think he is? He mentally asked himself. He thinks he's so cool, that he can toy around with anyone he wants. I'm not some kind of stupid chew toy.

Kaoru wasn't paying attention to where his foot was going and he nearly fell flat on his face because he missed the step. He quickly grabbed the bar and landed right, though he still looked stupid. Yeah, first impression sober is going smoothly.. he thought sarcastically. The blue haired boy looked for his bag for a moment before throwing it lazily over his shoulder. He caught a glimpse of the red haired boy from earlier, deciding to try his hand at making yet another friend. He already had Varthur, but if he wanted to survive the year he needed more than one friend..

He quickened his pace, following the red haired boy inside the building, "Oi, Jonathan is it?" he asked grinning goofily, "We introduced ourselves on the bus.. I'm sorry about that. Silas is... Silas." the blue haired boy rolled his eyes. He shook his thoughts off however, "Anyway.. I'm new here and lost.. and I thought why not try to find out where we're supposed to be together?" He offered with a laugh.

"My Dad used to always say it was better to get lost together than alone." He chimed in, "So, do you mind a tag along?" He grinned. He wasn't sure how the red haired boy would respond, but he'd rather try than be a wallflower. The more friends he made the better. No one could blame him for trying.

Jonathan Fenix

Ignoring most of the students that he passed by, Jonathan had heard somebody from behind him say his name, and it was close in proximity to where he was as he pushed the doors open, catching a split-second glimpse of some student with a surfboard (Bishop) that had passed him just a few seconds later. He momentarily stopped in place and turned in the direction of who was saying his name, now realizing that a short, blue-haired student had come up from behind him. Kaoru, was it? He wasn't exactly sure, but he had recognized the student as being the very junior that was seated behind him on the bus. It had seemed that the blue "puffball" was either lost, or was trying to make friends with him, or perhaps it was a little bit of both.

"Hey, It's Kaoru, right? Well, I'm kinda new here myself, so I don't really have a clue where to go." He let out a slight chuckle while he was trying to respond to this hyper-friendly attitude that belonged to the puff of blue hair known as Kaoru.

My Dad used to always say it was better to get lost together than alone... So, do you mind a tag along?

Wait. Did Kaoru just ask if he could hang with him? How is it possible for Jonathan to be able to introduce himself to everybody else faster than knowing who his appointed senior is? He had already met four different people, and he was sure that each of those were part of the school's program as well. "Sure, you can hop along for the ride, i was just wondering on who the unlucky senior would be to put up with my shenanigans." As he turned back around to continue in the direction he was going, he was pushed back by a wave of students almost instantly, with a familiar teacher storming down the middle of the hallway as if a natural disaster was about to occur. Ms. Roselle. Jonathan let out a slight whistle as he threw a hand behind him, blindly trying to grab hold of Kaoru's shoulder or arm to lessen the chance of having them accidentally split up with the sudden cramming of students, or worse, having the poor kid being squashed by them. Experiencing her anger firsthand on the bus had Jonathan giving silent condolences to the student who had provoked the wrath of the devil herself. He's been at the school for less than a week, and one of the first things he had learned was to avoid Ms. Roselle when she's pissed...

"Careful, we have a pissed off Roselle nearby."

Jonathan turned his head toward his new follower, his words serving as a warning of sorts. When he turned around, Ms. Roselle had already passed them, and the hallway just started to return to how it was prior to a certain pissed off teacher passing through. "She's gone. Let's go find our class, shall we?"

Kaoru looked around them as Jonathan spoke, before nodding at him, "Yeah I kind of guessed you would be as clueless as I am.. we're both new afterall, but there is safety in numbers, right?" He smiled happily. His shoulder was becoming a little sore so he switched his bag onto the other one, "There's some kind of elections today.." Kaoru stated softly, "I don't know too many people here.. I guess Var has my vote.. and maybe that funny blonde guy who plays Call of Duty.. (Bishop)" he laughed to himself. Kaoru didn't take the elections too seriously, but other than Jonathan, Kaoru had only officially met Varthur, Momo, Silas, and Bishop. His choices were pretty narrow, "Who're you going to vote for?" Kaoru asked as he started walking beside Jonathan.

Then his grin turned into a pleased smirk, "I just remembered where our classroom is!" he grinned to himself. He then pointed down the hallway, "We gotta go down that way, it should be at the end of the hall." He tapped his chin, then nodded his head, "Yep. I'm sure of it!" He laughed happily to himself, "I remembered the posters.." added with a goofy grin. Kaoru was pretty care free, he didn't care about getting in trouble, he didn't care about anything other than his reputation among his peers.

"Shenanigans?" Kaoru blinked a bit, tilting his head at Jonathan, "You like to get into trouble?" He asked, quirking an eyebrow. He was becoming slightly more interested in the red headed junior. This guy could be of some use, more than just someone to talk to and hang out with. The blue haired boy just kept walking, escorting the other junior since he was sure, well, kind of sure,
he knew where he was going from here. Kaoru blinked when he felt Jonathan grab his shoulder, looking to the other boy, then noticing the war path that Jonathan spotted, moving out of the human tornado's way, "Thanks man, she hasn't personally attacked me yet, but I'm sure it's coming.." The sapphire haired boy shivered as he thought about his future confrontation with Ms. Roselle. Is it even legal for a teacher to behave that way? Surely it's not professional.." He shook his head.

"Yep! Let's be on our way! We should be almost there!" Kaoru chimed happily again, only to feel sick at the pit of his stomach. Ugh.. beer did not agree with him.. he still was feeling sick to his stomach from his current hangover, but thankfully he didn't really get a headache from last nights endeavors. He pointed to the classroom, "Yes! Finally!" Then he remembered that seats were arranged by last name, "Guess we'll be seated pretty close since our last names are only three letters apart." He laughed, "Guess we'll be seeing a lot more of each other." and Kaoru sat down in his seat in the middle-front of the room, seeing as his name wasn't necessarily at the beginning or the end of the alphabet.

Momo's energy was undeniable as her wheeled bag luggage scraped the ground behind her a little jumpy while she ran. The beach excursion and the nap on the bus had given her a boost in energy to spare particularly regarding the nominations that were to take place today. Her running came to a halt however as she reached the crowded hallways, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she started to walk through the crowd occasionally saying "excuse me" to get to the classroom ahead of time. If anything, she didn't want to be late for an event she found particularly important to her schooling here. She really wanted to get more involved and put her best foot forward. Looking around, she realised she was still somewhat alone. Momo was really used to walking around the school with Sera but she couldn't see Sera anywhere in or beyond the crowds which made a small frown form on the pink haired girl's face as she finally reached the classroom in a daze that she had consequently walked right into someone's (Jonathan) back who was standing by the doorway.

"Ow.." she muttered, stepping back in a slight stumble then proceeding to rub her nose with her free hand while her other hand remained firm on the handle of her wheeled bag containing her travel items. After removing her hand, her nose was a little red but Momo of course, didn't seem to notice as she bowed her head apologetically. "Sorry.." she said with a genuine tone before looking up to further examine who she had bumped into. The situation was made even more embarrassing as it wasn't someone she knew yet. It would have been less embarrassing if it was someone like Sera or Bishop since she had spent most of her time with them out of all the juniors. The guy she had bumped into had red hair and a foreign appearance so she highly doubted he was Japanese. In fact, she didn't think she had seen any other students at Airdalen High with red hair yet. Maybe an international transfer student? "This is.. the Juniors homeroom class...right?" she asked in an attempt to make conversation even though she already knew well enough that this was the right place after having memorised the school map before attending altogether.

Momo looked inside regardless to check for people she knew. Unfortunately, she didn't see Sera in there but Bishop was seemingly resting in the back row and she also recognised Kaoru from the bonfire last night during the excursion. There was one student she hadn't seen at all before (Shin) with brown hair who gave off a lazy demeanour and Momo began to wonder why he wasn't present during the Beach excursion. Returning her attention to the boy she had bumped into, she put on a nervous grin. "Uh.. my name is Momo. Sorry again for bumping into you uhm...?" She looked up at the red haired boy for a name before continuing. "Nice to meet you ahaha.." she laughed nervously before nodding fervently with a thought on nominations playing in the back of her mind. Bumping into someone certainly wasn't a great means of gaining popularity or the necessary votes or a way of setting a good first impression entirely. Momo did feel bad about it. "We better get seated then! I think I saw the teacher on the way here.." she said enthsiastically, continuing to drag her wheeled bag behind her to the back row. She preferred to sit in the middle of front row but her name forced her in the back.

Jonathan Fenix

When the two were seemingly wandering through the hallway towards their class, he had remembered that Kaoru had asked him about today's elections, something about who he was placing his vote on. For Jonathan, he had only met two other juniors out of the entire school - him and Keiko - so his choices weren't exactly flexible. "Well, I'm not exactly sure, it depends on what their cause is."

Jonathan followed the blue haired student through the hallways towards their classroom, but it was still unfamiliar territory to him. As they reached the room, he had noticed that they weren't the last to get there, as more students passed them and claimed their seats. He scanned the room of unfamiliar faces to pick out the ones that he could recognize, only to no avail. Being polite, he had backed himself out of the way so any other students that were trying to enter the classroom could simply walk around him, only to have the feeling of something bumping into his back...

He had walked into something behind him or rather, someone had walked into him.

When he turned to see what he had backed into, he noticed a pink-haired girl (Momo) who had stumbled a bit, firmly holding a wheeled case. She was a bit shorter than him, and after quick apologies were made, she had asked him if the classroom was the Juniors classroom. "I'm assuming that it is," he answered, holding back the annoyance in his voice from the fact that his father had pushed for him to go on that pointless trip instead of learning his surroundings. Friendly interactions with the locals, he said. It'll be fun, he said.

Jonathan had quickly recognized her from the bus, that loud hair of hers couldn't be mistaken for anybody else's. It just screamed for attention, just like the color of Pepto Bismol. Her attention had moved to the students inside the room, and then snapped back to him, where she had introduced herself as Momo, apologizing yet again for walking into him. "Name's Jonathan, no need to apologize. I'm the one that should be apologizing for being in the way," replying with a small chuckle at the end.

She had continued speaking with enthusiasm, something about being seated and that the teacher being on the way. He had little idea on who the teacher was, but he knew where his assigned seat was. But before he could ask who the teacher was, she had already moved to the back of the classroom. "Well, I guess we'll talk later," and slowly made his way to his assigned seat.

After all, the days that he had already spent at the school were wasted with paperwork and the office workers trying to situate him around due to that his father had forgotten to fill out the paperwork prior to his arrival. The staff had easily understood the reason behind this last-minute processing, but it had simply replaced the time that Jonathan could have used for more appropriate reasons, like learning his schedule.

Kaoru walked with a hyperactive nature behind his steps, carefree and happy-go-lucky. He was laughing slightly, a response which seemed abundant in the blue haired boy. Did he laugh at anything? Was the boy so far beyond getting sad that anything amused him?

"I don't know many of our fellow juniors.." he tapped his chin thoughtlessly as he continued his almost march into the classroom, but he stopped in the middle of the classroom and turned on his heel to face the red haired boy. He's taking it pretty seriously, huh? Kaoru thought to himself, honestly Kaoru wasn't taking it into high consideration. He was going to choose whomever he found the most entertaining and fun, of course he was choosing Varthur because they were friends.. but the junior rep was definitely going to be someone who could amuse him, "I don't care too much as long as they don't try to make school lunch healthier or take out the soda machines." He crinkled his nose.

He opened his mouth to warn the boy of the incoming cotton candy collision, but before he could get the words past his throat, she'd already bumped into Jonathan. He felt a grin slip upon his face, snickering a bit, "Well, there's one familiar face." He chimed, waving to Momo. He was..still standing in the middle of the classroom, in front of everyone, but he didn't even seem to care if he was center of attention, in fact, he slightly enjoyed it in this case, "I'm pretty sure she's one of the ones running." He added, pointing to Momo. He was.. a little too straightforward, pointing at her in front of the whole class, even though his intention was merely to show Jonathan.

Kaoru decided to leave the two of them be, let Jonathan converse with Momo, maybe become better acquainted. He pondered going over and talking to one of the other boys, (Shin or Bishop), but both seemed to be rather tired and not in the mood for conversation, "Another time.." he muttered to himself slightly disappointed.

Kaoru sat down in his seat, at first restlessly tapping the desk with his pencil, before deciding to turn and talk to those around him. He opened his mouth to say hello before blinking a bit at the empty seat next to him. Katoshida? He shrugged it off, opening his mouth once again to greet someone in the seat behind him, but alas, this seat was empty as well. behind him. Lee..? It was another unfamiliar last name. Lee and Katoshida? He'd heard both of those last names before, but he wasn't sure whom they each belonged to. Are they girls or guys? He asked himself, creating new a pastime. He sat there using his imagination to decide who the students were and what they looked like. Then curiosity killed the cat once more as his game grew boring. His imagination was a little overdeveloped and thus made the game grow tiresome. He turned his attention to the front again, and noticed tha a seat diagonally in front of him had the last name Fenix on it. That was Jonathan's! At least he knew one of them. Albeit it was too far away for in-lesson conversation, but it was still a familiar face! He valued his last name being so close to a lot of the students who attended the beach excursion.

He turned his head to look back at Momo, who didn't seem near as content with her placement. He gave her a small, friendly smile before turning to face the front again, nearly jumping for joy in his seat. He wanted to meet his two seatmates, considering he doubted he'd get in much talking to Jonathan during classes, their seats being obviously further apart than Katoshida and Lee was.

Jonathan Fenix

He had slowly made his way to his desk, scanning the room and the students' faces with every step he made, mentally making notes on where the juniors that he did know were seated. Behind the heads turned every other direction, he couldn't make out where his new pink-haired associate would sit, but as he walked closer to his own seat, he noticed that Kaoru was the closest of the three juniors that he had met. The blue-haired junior was luckily seated behind him, but unfortunately, he would have to turn around to have any conversation with the student, and that in itself would be too noticeable in class, though he did toss a friendly hand gesture to the student, even though he was unsure if Kaoru noticed or not.

He dropped his bag to the side of his desk and sitting down, he noticed the junior (Sera) that was with Momo on the bus earlier in the day, though he didn't pay much attention to her other than that she had luckily made it to the room before the teacher, though it wasn't by much, with an unwelcoming face barging into the room a minute or two after the student, slamming the door closed.

It was Ms. Roselle.

As Jonathan watched the her take a seat at the head of the class after creating a mess of papers, he could assume that stating that she was pissed off would be an understatement. "We don't have time so let's cut to the chase.. I want two students' names for nominations then we can all go home. Simple." Being somewhat surprised that the she-devil of a teach didn't force work on the class, he had leaned back into his chair with a single hand on his chin, thinking about what these nominations would be for. "I'll nominate Bishop-" Jonathan heard a student from behind him call out, the voice most likely belonging to a female, followed by another female nominating Momo... for class president. Well, now I know what the nominations are for, and Ms. Roselle only wants two names, and since I only know one of the two... this will be most interesting. From his chin to the air, Jonathan's hand rose before both neatly returning to the top of the desk. "I'll second the nomination on Momo."

Interesting, indeed. Though it'll be better if the bell rang and something interesting would happen soon.

Akira woke in a school desk, just like she'd been in before.. It wasn't exceptionally strange until she'd scanned the room with her curious brown eyes. The classroom wasn't right at all! She raised an eyebrow inquisitively before standing slowly, rubbing her eyes to better her groggy vision. She jumped to life as soon as she found only three other students in the room. What the hell? What is this? Some kind of bloody joke?? She only knew one of them. She'd met the girl at the party the previous night.

What are we all doing here? I'm the only senior in the room..

Akira's brown eyes scanned the room for a teacher, to her expectation there wasn't one, "I guess it's not detention.." she whispered softly to herself. She worked her way over to the door however, sighing to herself, "Whatever this is I'll be late for work if I don't leave.." She reach for the knob and turned it, only to feel panic in her chest. It was locked. How!? School doors locked from the inside, not the outside! It was impossible to get locked IN a classroom! She turned the knob, trying to push the door open, but it felt like something was blocking the knob from turning. She slipped and fell from the force she was putting on the door. She blew strands of hair from her eyes in irritation, "This is some kind of sick joke right?" she twitched, deciding to just take a seat. If she couldn't get the door open she'd let one of the other three try something. She'd put enough effort into escape. She had enough on her mind, she wasn't going to get herself torn up by some prank probably staged by Devone to scare her, or better yet, Silas to have playful fun with her. She'd play along.

If you want to play, then play we shall. I just hope I get out of here in time to get to work. I already missed two days this week, I need those hours..

((OOC: Sorry it's so short, lost inspiration and didn't want to hog the actions since there are three others who need to interact in the classroom.. xD I will try better next time!))