Miss Daisuke and Quincy walked side by side throughout the hallways of Block C. The hallway was crowded with students that were running around and huddling in various corners. There were students conversing with one another about the answers to last weeks test and other students shouting from across the hallway about the upcoming soccer match on Friday. Quincy avoided getting bumped into other students with effort. She could feel her ears starting to clog as the loud murmuring filled the classrooms and hallways. Then the school bell rang. The students were going into their classrooms and the sounds of metal doors clanged as the the students closed their lockers. Miss Daisuke turned to the right and entered the classroom of XI-7. Quincy followed and entered the room. Most people were chatting to one another, some were looking at their phones and one person was dozing off on his desk with his head tucked in his arms. A group of girls were sitting at the back desks. Quincy noticed among the group was Freya. Her skin was as fair and clear as the actresses on TV promoting their favourite skin care products. She wore a glossy peach coloured lipstick that complemented her complexion and her long and wavy brown hair. She had the looks that Quincy wished for. The ideal look of a Heiden girl.
"Settle down, everyone!", Miss Daisuke shouted from the front of the classroom, "Return to your seats! You girls at the back! Yes, I'm talking to you! And someone wake up Zack."
Quincy remained standing next to the green chalkboard. The students in the room organized themselves to their assigned desks. A boy that sat to the right of Zack's desk tapped on Zack's shoulder. Zack slowly lifted his head up to reveal his sleepy eyes and saliva that ran down his chin to the students around him. A strand of his dark blonde hair tickled his nose. He itched his nose and caught the piercing eyes of Miss Daisuke. He quickly put his arm down and straightened his back against his chair.
"Now, I'd like to introduce to you all our new transfer student who came all the way from the countryside" Miss Daisuke gestured her hands for Quincy to speak.
Quincy gave a small bow. "Hello. My name is Quincy Greye. I'm 18-years-old and-" Quincy paused. She noticed four students whispering to each other and at the same time looking at her. The palms of her hands were sweating, and her heart rate spiked. The demon-like whispers emerged in her head to predict what they were saying about her. Quincy's face turned blank in front of the students.
"They're talking about you again."
"How you look so much like a Versistan freak."
"You must look really ugly upon their eyes."
"I wonder what they'll think of you if they were to find out about your past. Haha"
"Quincy," Miss Daisuke putted her hand on Quincy's shoulder. She caught a glimpse of the emptiness in Quincy's eyes. Quincy turned to Miss Daisuke. "You'll be sitting at desk 24, in front of Zack over there" Miss Daisuke pointed at the empty desk near to the window.
"Since we're running late, I won't be able to give the class our usual opening-of-the-day session," said Miss Daisuke as she heard several people sighed of relief, "I'll be taking the attendance now. I expect everyone to have their history books ready. The history teacher will be here in ten minutes".
Quincy collected herself and controlled her thoughts. She walked over to desk 24 as Miss Daisuke called out the names of each student. The eyes of the male student that sat next to Quincy's desk followed her every move. His name was Eddie Kich. Eddie was popular in Kerfla High and most people knew him for his family's reputation. He was the first son of the chairman for a major electronics corporation known as Kich Corporation. He had ginger-coloured curls and a stud earring on his left ear. He whispered to the other male student that sat behind him, but Quincy could clearly hear the words that he mouthed to his crony.
"She's taller than most girls here, aye?" Eddie sneered, "She's seriously hot though. Look at her legs. You can tell she works out a lot"
Eddie's crony whose name was Sam Grettin was wearing an oversized black jumper over his school uniform. He was tall and overweight. He'd usually wear the jumper to try and cover the fatty areas of his stomach that stuck out when wearing the white uniform.
"Not bad for a Versistan girl," Sam looked up and down at Quincy's figure, "but I bet she can bite the hand that feeds her, just like the tyrant of that country".
Quincy tried ignoring them. There was a hidden rage and, at the same time, a dark and sad feeling inside her when she heard the remarks of the two boys.
Zack had also overheard what Eddie and Sam had said about Quincy. He was as annoyed of them as Quincy was. He caught Freya's attention from across the room and signalled her to shut Eddie and Sam's mouths. Freya was sitting to the right of Sam. Freya stood up from her chair. She lifted her hand and slapped the back of Sam's skull. It was hard enough to give a sore and burning sensation that would last for an hour.
"Agh! What the fuck, Freya?!" Sam yelped.
"Why don't you boys ever shut the fuck up?" Freya's voice was cold. She stood her front as she looked down at Sam with confidence. Sam was taken aback for a moment. He felt as though her aura was that of a female lion ready to eat him up. Eventually he returned to his douche personality. He stood up from his chair and was now face-to-face with Freya.
"I really don't care if you're a girl," Sam mouthed off with a smirk on his face and the eyes of a madman, "I could beat the shit out of you any day, Freya."
Miss Daisuke noticed the commotion between Freya and Sam.
"FREYA! SAM! SIT BACK AT YOUR DESKS RIGHT NOW!" Miss Daisuke shouted with a shrilled tone in her voice. Miss Daisuke's voice was so loud that the students from the surrounding classes heard it. Student's heads were peaking out of their windows as they grew curious about the situation. Miss Daisuke putted down the enrolment book on the teacher's table and composed herself from her built-up anger. "Freya, you're up for detention this afternoon."
"Ma'am! He was the one talking nonsense about the transfer student just now" Freya defended herself.
"That's no excuse to be putting up violence in the classroom," said Miss Daisuke, "I'll be seeing you in the disciplinary classroom at 4 PM".
Then suddenly, Zack stood up and flipped his table in the air. It plummeted on to the carpeted floor with a soft knock to the ground. The pages of three of his books that were on his table flew along with the table and landed on the floor with the spines open. The whole class was in shock. The student that sat in front of Zack stood from his chair and quickly took two steps from his table. Quincy's eyes widened and Freya's jaw opened; Eddie and Sam creased their eyebrows. Zack was breathing heavily. He was looking down at his feet and his face was covered by the strands of his dark blonde hair. It shined like gold as the rays of sunlight shown down upon him. The kid that sat on the left of Zack reached out his shaking hand to tap at Zack's shoulders once more.
"Yo, Zack. What's up with y-"
Zack lifted his head and gave Miss Daisuke the biggest and brightest smile. He looked like the most beautiful sunflower in the classroom.
He said in the most cheerful tone, "I would also like to go to detention."