unlit {killugon} - chapter two - fifth period

I tap my pencil against my desk as I exhale deeply. I found my way to first hour after getting off my bus and going through hell to avoid Phinks. I chose a seat in the back of class, it's been five minutes since the bell rang and the teacher still has yet to show up. Everyone is either talking or reuniting.

I look around and see more familiar faces than not. That rich Neon girl is in in my first hour sadly, the same one who lives in my neighborhood. I see a new girl with blonde hair sitting near the front reading, but that's about it.

Finally, the teacher shows up. He is pretty tall, and he has glasses and darker hair.

"This is twelfth grade English so if you are in the wrong place, raise your hand." He states. Nobody raises their hand.

"I'll begin by introducing myself. I am Knov, and i'll be taking attendance now considering i'm already behind enough as it is." He says.

He begins to run off a list of various people until he comes to one I do not recognize.

"Kurapika" He says, and the blonde from earlier's hand raises.

"Here" He says in a quiet voice and I feel shitty for thinking he was a she.

Some more names were listed off.

"Neon Nostrade" He calls. Neon's hand arose.

"Here!" She pipes up in her high pitched voice.

I'm always last during role call do to the first initial of my last name being Z. Knov finally reads off my name.

"Killua Zoldyck". He struggled pronouncing my last name. Everyone does.

I raise my hand in the air in response. He puts down his binder and goes on about how he expects us not to slack off and blah blah this and blah blah that. Time passes by achingly slow as I doodle in my notebook. The first week of school is always pointless because we never learn anything.

I chew on my nail and stare at the clock until finally the bell rings. I grab my belongings, and head to second hour.

Once I get to third hour I can't stop thinking about Alluka. I hope she is doing okay, it's her first day of middle school and i'm just worried okay. I can hardly pay attention until I see Phinks and two of his friends walk in. Of course I have a class with him, my luck I think to myself.

Phinks gives me a look and sits down in a seat across the room from mine, thankfully. The teacher begins to speak and all I can think about is going home. I don't like home, but I like it a lot more than school.

I play a few games on my phone to pass time, you aren't supposed to be on your phone but after all these years I have gotten pretty good at hiding it if I do say so myself. The teacher who I learned is called 'List' actually hands out something, but it's just a piece of paper that we need signed so we can watch rated R movies. I'll just forge it later.

When the bell rings for third hour, it's now lunch for me. I slip the sheet into a folder and tuck it in my binder before I leave.

I hate lunch, most of the time i'm too lazy to pack a lunch and I wouldn't want to waste my money on the shitty school lunches here so I just don't eat. Also, the pressure of finding a lunch seat sucks. Sometimes I don't even go, i'll just sit in the bathroom and play games on my phone.

When I get to the lunch room, I find an empty table, and put my headphones in. I scroll through some random shit to pass time, and to look less of a loner. I do not mind being a loner, but through my experience there is always a kid who acts like its his job to sit by me when I like being alone, I prefer to be alone.

To involved in my music I cease to notice somebody sitting at the same table as me. I look over and the end of my table I see the same blonde boy from my first hour. Why is he sitting here? Usually new people are surrounded by others and molded into popular people. He's just sitting there, reading the same book he was earlier.

I don't mind, actually. It's not too bad being the only person sitting alone. It's just shocking that he isn't being surrounded by girls.

My thoughts are interrupted when I see a couple boys walk by the blonde boy who I think is named Kurapika. They push his book into his face and he F slur comes out of their mouth. They laugh and walk away, I know one of them is name Leorio but I have no idea who the guy that swore at him was.

I can understand why he is sitting alone and I instantly feel bad for him. The hero part of me wants to get up and talk to him or kick those guy's asses but the real me stays in his seat full of anger.

Kurapika, however hardly seemed fazed by this all. Was he used to this? He didn't look like a bundle of joy that's for sure, but if it were me I would either one, be extremely upset or two, be extremely angry. Or a combination of both. As a few minutes pass its time to go to my fourth hour and I regret not doing anything to help him.

After fourth hour is fifth hour and fifth hour is Math for me, my best subject. I've always been good at Math, well, I have always been pretty good at all subjects but Math is something I almost enjoy. However, when I walk into class and see that instead of individual desks there are small tables with chairs, similar to middle school I sigh. I prefer sitting alone over anything. Also, this gives me the impression that my teacher will be one of those 'fun' teachers. I kinda prefer just getting my work, taking my quizzes/tests, and everything being simple.

I sit at a currently empty table. I'm always early to my classes.

As the class fills, I see the blonde from before. We make eye contact for mere second, and he walks over to my neglected table and sits down across from me rather than next to me.

He doesn't say anything as he pulls out his book and begins to read. He is always reading. I am almost grateful he sat by me rather than anyone else. I sigh in relief.

The teacher is doing role call, just like all my other teachers. She is not anything I expected her to be, she has long, black hair and blue eyes. She introduced herself as Ms. Siberia. As she is calling various names, she calls Leorio Paladiknight, and I see Kurapika tense up. A few more names are called when suddenly the door opens and a boy rushes in.

"I'm sorry i'm late! I got lost, my locker is on the other side of the school and this is my first year he-" He begins to explain himself when Ms. Siberia interrupts him.

"Just find a seat, everyone is late today its understandable" She says to him. He nods his head in response.

I don't think much of this until I realize there are hardly any open seats left. My body stiffens. Please don't sit by me please don't sit by me please don't sit by me.

He looks around for a moment and we make fucking eye contact. I know he is going to sit next to me. I know it.

And he does. He walks over to the empty seat next to me, sits down and smiles. He has spiky black hair, bright brown eyes, and he is wearing green shorts accompanied by a green top. He is only a tad bit shorter than I am, and he's just staring at me. Why is he staring at me? I look down at my desk and pull out something to make myself appear busy.

"..You.. are you Gon Freecss?" Ms. Siberia asks.

The boy sitting next to me nods in response and smiles again. Why does he smile so much? Ms. Siberia nods and checks his name off.

She continues with role call, and when she gets to my name, I raise my hand, and she crosses my name off. Gon I believe his name is looks at me and Kurapika once she is done.

"I'm Gon" He introduces himself.

"Gon Freecss" He laughs. Kurapika looks up from his book and smiles back.

"I'm Kurapika" He says in his quiet voice. This is only the second time I have heard him speak.

Gon looks at me.

"And you're.. Killua?" He asks. I nod slightly, regretting walking into this class. I feel awkward, I prefer being alone then being put in awkward situations like these. Gon nods in response, and Ms. Siberia begins talking about the rules of her class. I slouch so low in my seat I wish I could just disappear.