I arrived at the entrance to the school door, the Virginia weather seemed to take a toll on me, especially due to the fact that I was wearing a suit, you know, all black, where the sun compliments the colors with a bask of heat, at least I have a briefcase instead of a backpack so I don't have to drudge around with straps on my shoulders. I quietly sighed to myself, this was it, my first day at Canterlot High, at the first Monday of the second semester, my first time to be the new kid that seems to irk everyone around him for various reasons, (mostly my stuttering but I'll go deeper into it later.) with a desire to get out of the morning sun, I opened the door and entered inside.
To my relief, it was rather empty, luckily I was twenty minutes early before school starts for my Mother wanted me to make a good impression to my teachers by showing up early, something that is admittedly a good reason to wake up at six A.M. sharp. I somberly and slowly walked through the quiet and somewhat silent hallway.
Finally after a couple of minutes of quiet (and boring.) walking, I reached my destination, Ms.Harshwhinny's social studies class, my first class period I have on my schedule, I smiled to myself, time to make a good impression on my first teacher. Its sort of my thing to be a teachers pet, hey, if your on the Teachers good side by being respectful and quiet to them, you can get away with anything, this also includes passive aggressive comments that my teachers always label as 'Snarky Comments.' due to me being a great student who actually listens to their teachings.
With some courage I opened the door to see a empty classroom filled with chairs, desks and a middle-aged business-attired woman, her skin is akin to orange but with a light tinge of brown, her hair was gold but dulled making it seem like basic yellow rather than anything else, when I opened the door, she looked at me in surprise but then her look of surprise quickly turned to a face of grumpiness, surprising me, I mean, the only really bad thing I did was pop in unannounced. She sighed loudly and went back to what she was doing, probably preparing for today's assignments and learning lessons
"What do you need?" She asked me, she clearly wasn't happy based on her strong and harsh voice, I gulped loudly in response. Never had a teacher before that was naturally grumpy even when it comes to new students rather than her usual students, for new students have the potential to listen to their teacher, I was going to explain myself, that was until she realized who I am.
"Hold on for a moment..." Ms. Harshwhinny said to me, as she turned to look at me, she then went to her personal desk drawer and pulled out a file at the first drawer, she opened the file, then she looked at me.
"Aren't you the new exchange student?" She asked me, I nodded in response, she sighed loudly. Clearly she didn't volunteer to give me the rundown of the school.
"Well then, welcome to Canterlot High, I'm Ms. Harshwhinny, and you are?" She asked me, her harsh and serious voice made me a bit nervous to speak to my first period teacher.
"Cobalt Shard..." I said to Ms. Harshwhinny, she nodded in response and motioned her hand to make me sit in on one of the desks that was in the front of the class. I did what I was told, I sat in the middle seat of the front row desks.
"Well Cobalt Shard, I'll give you the synopsis about Canterlot High, basically we're a High School that demands the best in all of our students, may it be academically or physically, you have six classes in total, you must have a 3.25 grade point average or higher in order to pass junior year, don't leave school grounds when its lunch time, behave yourself and remember your place, do you understand?" Ms. Harshwhinny said to me, I nodded in response, not wanting to give the Woman needless and pointless questions that will probably be already answered later.
"Good, I'll assign you to where your sitting at right now..." She said, somewhat elated that I listened to every word she said and didn't respond with a 'Snarky comment'.
"Do you need help with anything before school starts?" I asked her, she looked at me as if I was crazy. (which was a pretty amusing response to a question like that if I was being honest.)
"Why would you want to help me?" She asked, clearly perplexed in my desires to help her out.
"Because you look stressed and I want to be a good student." I answered simply, she still looked at me like if I was a mental patient.
Later
It was lunch time, and like any lunchroom, it was busy, it was loud and it was mainly for social interaction rather than eating. Of course, I just wanted to eat alone, I have a bag lunch so I didn't need to interact with anyone in the lunch line, Ms. Harshwhinny said I can't leave school grounds but that doesn't mean I can't eat outside of the school building.
So I decided to eat nearby the horse statue outside of the main door of the building, my Aunt was rather nice of her to make me my favorite, rice bowl with fried chicken, smells like heaven, tastes like heaven, unhealthy as hell.
I finished my lunch quickly, wanting to get it done as quickly as possible so I may read to pass the time, I opened my briefcase and picked out my only book, it was a book about the art of flattery, an art that I am quite skilled at if I was being honest. I opened to the page I last read and continued on my reading. That was until my phone rang, I audibly groaned in response.
Maybe should I introduce myself, my name is Cobalt Shard, I'm a socially awkward foreign exchange student from Japan who enjoys wrestling, flattery and reading and who's only really here because of the fact that I'm a Kamen Rider and theirs Orphnoch activity in this town, and being a foreign exchange student seems like the best way to hide my secret.
Let me get started with the easy thing first, a Kamen Rider is a masked and armored hero that fights monsters, may it be Undead, Orphnoch, Fangire or Mirror Monster, basically monsters that threaten humanity, most of these monsters mainly caused trouble in Japan, that is until most of them realize that Japan isn't the only place that has humans walking around, so now their in other heavily populated countries, I was forced to take part of a experimental organization at a young age called the Rider Resurrection program, they basically try to get rid of the monsters around the world with more Kamen Riders using old Rider Gears around the world, (I'm acquainted with some so they share the same feelings of both enjoyment and hindrance in their jobs of being a defender of Humanity.)
So yeah, I was trained for this, and by trained I mean learning to speak and write English fluently, for the first priority is to blend in, then I was trained to learn how to use my rider gear, then to actually fight with my Rider Gear and fight well. All in the while my parents knew about this and allowed them to force me to have essentially no childhood besides watching professional wrestling and reading books (not that I'm complaining, I thoroughly enjoy both of them.)
So after that tangent, I answered my phone, with a polite voice for I didn't want to sound rude, especially to my boss that directs me to monsters and various other evil creatures of the sort.
"What do you need?" I said to my boss.
