"Ishtar, Malik."
"What do you want, fool?"
"Mazaki, Anzu."
"Here!"
"Mutou, Yugi."
"Here."
"Wheeler, Joey."
"Here." The substitute shut the attendance book softly and pointed to the chalkboard.
"Class, please open your text books to page one hundred fifty-two and start on the questions. No talking permitted from this moment on." Malik grunted and opened his textbook, but didn't start on the questions. What was his sister thinking? He didn't belong in this silly school and he certainly didn't belong in the same class as Yugi and his cheerleaders. He propped his feet on the desk and leaned back, just waiting until the bell would ring for a thirty minute lunch break. That way, he could jump the short fence and head for home. "Ishtar, feet off the desk and get to work."
Malik opened his eyes, gave a sigh, and sat up straight. Just ten more minutes to go....
"Pst." Malik turned around curiously. "Yugi!" Yugi looked up at Joey. "Let me see your paper." Yugi looked around, and then pointed to Anzu who was busy in her own work.
"Anzu!" Yugi whispered, pointing to Joey. Anzu frowned, and shook her head. Joey gave a frustrating sigh, saw Malik laughing silently, and flicked him off.
How dare him! Malik curled his fist and stood up once the bell rang. Malik hurried to his locker and crammed his book inside, the sooner he was out of school grounds the better. He walked outside to the lunch grounds and past the cluttering groups, into the quiet basketball court. He pulled himself up on the short brick wall and prepared to jump to the other side. "Malik?"
Malik turned around and groaned. "What do you want, girl."
"Don't tell me you're going to walk off of school grounds again!" Anzu crossed her arms.
"So what? You can't do anything." Malik glared at her.
Anzu winced at his harsh tone, but stood her ground. "I will tell Isis about you. And I'll also tell her you got into a fight with Joey."
Malik snorted. "You wouldn't."
"Would I? I know Isis locked your motorcycle up." Anzu smirked.
She got you there, Malik's mind thought. Malik slowly got off the brick wall and walked towards Anzu. Anzu gulped. "Stay back, Malik." She warned.
"Or what?" Malik asked, coming closer. "You'll tell Isis?" Malik was right in front of Anzu, literary. Malik whispered in her ear, making her turn red. "I can live without my motorcycle."
Malik brushed a finger on Anzu's forehead, ran towards the brick wall and jumped. Anzu placed one hand over her forehead and one on her cheek. "Oh my..." She mumbled. She sighed in frustration. Darn teenage hormones.
"Anzu!" Joey hurried up to her, looking around. "What are ya starin' at?"
"Nothing," Anzu said, tearing her eyes off of the wall. "What's up Joey?"
"Aren't ya gonna come with me and Yugi to his grandpa's shop?" He asked, taking of his jacket. "Gramp's got some new cards arriving. Come on!"
Anzu nodded, took one more look at the wall, and followed her excited friend. Next time I'll stop him, she thought determined to stop his bad habits. One way or another.
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Hm, what do you reader's think? Give me a review and tell me!
--Spirit
"What do you want, fool?"
"Mazaki, Anzu."
"Here!"
"Mutou, Yugi."
"Here."
"Wheeler, Joey."
"Here." The substitute shut the attendance book softly and pointed to the chalkboard.
"Class, please open your text books to page one hundred fifty-two and start on the questions. No talking permitted from this moment on." Malik grunted and opened his textbook, but didn't start on the questions. What was his sister thinking? He didn't belong in this silly school and he certainly didn't belong in the same class as Yugi and his cheerleaders. He propped his feet on the desk and leaned back, just waiting until the bell would ring for a thirty minute lunch break. That way, he could jump the short fence and head for home. "Ishtar, feet off the desk and get to work."
Malik opened his eyes, gave a sigh, and sat up straight. Just ten more minutes to go....
"Pst." Malik turned around curiously. "Yugi!" Yugi looked up at Joey. "Let me see your paper." Yugi looked around, and then pointed to Anzu who was busy in her own work.
"Anzu!" Yugi whispered, pointing to Joey. Anzu frowned, and shook her head. Joey gave a frustrating sigh, saw Malik laughing silently, and flicked him off.
How dare him! Malik curled his fist and stood up once the bell rang. Malik hurried to his locker and crammed his book inside, the sooner he was out of school grounds the better. He walked outside to the lunch grounds and past the cluttering groups, into the quiet basketball court. He pulled himself up on the short brick wall and prepared to jump to the other side. "Malik?"
Malik turned around and groaned. "What do you want, girl."
"Don't tell me you're going to walk off of school grounds again!" Anzu crossed her arms.
"So what? You can't do anything." Malik glared at her.
Anzu winced at his harsh tone, but stood her ground. "I will tell Isis about you. And I'll also tell her you got into a fight with Joey."
Malik snorted. "You wouldn't."
"Would I? I know Isis locked your motorcycle up." Anzu smirked.
She got you there, Malik's mind thought. Malik slowly got off the brick wall and walked towards Anzu. Anzu gulped. "Stay back, Malik." She warned.
"Or what?" Malik asked, coming closer. "You'll tell Isis?" Malik was right in front of Anzu, literary. Malik whispered in her ear, making her turn red. "I can live without my motorcycle."
Malik brushed a finger on Anzu's forehead, ran towards the brick wall and jumped. Anzu placed one hand over her forehead and one on her cheek. "Oh my..." She mumbled. She sighed in frustration. Darn teenage hormones.
"Anzu!" Joey hurried up to her, looking around. "What are ya starin' at?"
"Nothing," Anzu said, tearing her eyes off of the wall. "What's up Joey?"
"Aren't ya gonna come with me and Yugi to his grandpa's shop?" He asked, taking of his jacket. "Gramp's got some new cards arriving. Come on!"
Anzu nodded, took one more look at the wall, and followed her excited friend. Next time I'll stop him, she thought determined to stop his bad habits. One way or another.
_
Hm, what do you reader's think? Give me a review and tell me!
--Spirit