School Days: Anthology

“Are you sure you’re okay?” The concerned giant asked his friend as they walked around outside of the High School.

The red shirt wearing kid looked over to the brutish man before speaking .“Yes, it’s not like she was trying to actually kill me, right?” He said as he skittishly ran his hand over his bandaged arm.

“Rowan, you know we could report her for this.” The fatter one states as he nods over towards a nearby Security Guard who is currently questioning a couple bruised up kids.

Rowan jumped at this, and quickly shook his head and hands at his friend. “No! Nonono! It’s fine Alexander! Really!” The taller of the two raised his eyebrow at this nervous action. The shorter one was quick to calm down, and continued speaking with a much more composed, if a bit uneasy voice. “I just gotta be less annoying to her that’s all.” He said to his friend, but it sounded like it he was telling himself that.

Alexander sighed at his friend. “I really don’t know what you see in her.” The normally goofy man expressed so offhandedly which caused the bookworm to glance at him.

“What do you mean?” Asked the slightly peeved dork.

Alexander stopped walking and Rowan was quick to stop too, the taller man was hesitant. “Well… she has, uuuh, you know.” He says with slight difficulty, but then he moved both of his hands up his chest area, and made gestures with his hands as though he was holding small water balloons against himself. “She has mosquito bites.” The Star Trek fan was confused at first, but he soon understood what Alexander meant: He was insulting Lady Crescentia’s fun bags.

The short red haired man glared at his friend.“I’d punch you for your insolence,” Alexander gave him a bored look at the bitter man. They both knew that despite him holding a brown belt Rowan’s martial arts skills are rusty, and that Alexander can kick his ass through sheer brute force alone; which meant that Rowan was quick to back down from his threat. “but that would've ruined the positive mood between us.” The relentless intellect was quick to stop antagonizing his friend. “Let’s just get to class.” Alexander just gave a simple nod as his response.

Although despite their short, and thankfully nonviolent squabble their moods quickly brightened as they checked the time; Lunch is nearing its end, and both students were glad that they don’t have to attend home room for the next hour. Why were they glad? Well, it has to do with that they both find their home room class to be a little too much at times, and needed a class to relieve themselves of some of that stress. No doubt they’ll need to relax as they had to return back to home room afterwards.

And that class they’re looking forward to is Engineering Class; which is at the second floor of the Trade’s Wing right next to Wood Working within the High School. It’s a pretty relaxing class, because both of their hobbies revolve around Engineering, although Rowan does like to dabble with experiments in the science lab unlike Alexander.

As they walked outside in silence they were slightly startled when they heard a phone ringing. They instantly pulled their mobile devices out of their pockets, and it was Rowan who’s phone was ringing. He put in his password, and opened the message, He looked at it for a good ten seconds before making a sound. “Huh.”

“What?” Alexander asked.

Slightly suspicious Rowan looked over to his friend before speaking. “Anthony texted me saying he’s probably gonna score tonight.”

Surprised the taller man spoke instantly. “Really?” Instead of simply letting the shorter man give the phone to the bigger student, he excitedly moved closer to Rowan. “Let me see the text.” Leaning in and partially squinting his eyes he read the text message, which says ‘Hey Red, met this hot chick today, I’m gonna score tonight!  :D ‘ Now slightly skeptical the fatter of the two spoke. “Huh, do you think he’s telling the truth?”

“I’m not sure…” He said reading the text again, unsure if Anthony is fucking with them or not.

Again the giant was quick to reply with excitement in his voice once more. “Ask him how big the girl’s knockers are.”

Rowan’s eyes widened at his request, and closed his mouth before speaking with an edge to his voice. “What? NO! Why would I ask him that?”

The taller sighed with disappointment, and opened his phone. “Agh, fine.” Alexander then stepped away to create some space between the two. “I’ll text him then.” Damn Rowan for getting timid and uneasy when it comes to talking about the greatest assets of a woman. He never partakes in conversation with the guys whenever they talk about girls. Rowan would usually just bring out his touch screen phone, and seems to ignore everything around him as he surfs the web. Once he was done pondering he sends the text, and as he waits he boredly lets his eyes wander.

But soon after his eyes were captured by something far off, but close enough to see, “Woah…” The slack jawed giant voiced as his eyes adjusted to follow the slow paced moving objects.

“Did he text back?...” Mildly curious the shorter one of the two asked, but was slightly surprised with the strange look on his friend’s face. “Helloooo~ Are you listening to me?” A sweat formed on his head as he watched his friend starting to drool. He then proceeded to poke him, but was caught off guard by Alexander’s exclamation.

“WHOPPERS!”

“W-what of it!?” Rowan was startled by the sudden utterance from his friend.

Alexander quickly grabbed onto Rowan’s shoulders, lifted him, then set him down a little to the right of himself, and grabbed his lower jaw.  “LOOK!” He yelled as he positioned Rowan’s face to where Alexander wanted him to look, but he was unsure at what he was supposed to look at.

“Look at what?” Rowan demanded with annoyed edge to his words; he really didn't like being manhandled.

“HER!” The stronger of the two continued to yell as pointed his finger at the Headmaster’s Mansion further down the cement path. As Rowan looked to where Alexander has directed him to, he soon notices what his friend is trying to show him. He see’s a young woman, probably in her mid to late teens walking out of the mansion, and she looked unique… well, a lot of women in this school looks unique, but he can say that she is attractive in her own way; She is a tall, slim woman with an angular face. She also has long, dark blue tinted hair. She looks to be very serious, and if not displeased with how her blue eyes have a sharp edge to them, and her thick eyebrows slightly hooding over her eyes, and her lips are tightened and turning down at the ends. Surprisingly despite her expression there wasn't a wrinkle he can spot on her face. She also is wearing a white school uniform with blue and yellow trims that looks to be inspired by the Japanese sailor school uniform…

is she allowed to carry a sword on campus?

Well, as long as it isn’t being pointed at him Rowan can safely assume it’s not his problem. Done with his observation he chose to speak before his friend accidentally breaks his lower jaw, although as you can see it was a bit difficult to do so. “Sooooo?” He drawled out with discomfort.

“Look at her assets!”

At his friend’s exclamation he unwillingly let his eyes wander downwards, and is amazed at what he sees. “Those are mighty big Betty Bops…” He says as his eyes tracked the Bouncing Betties, his widening eyes never blinking. The size of those rivals Patricia’s!

Soon silenced reigned upon the two as they observed the bouncing Bomb Shells, but as the woman slowly turned, and made her way further away from the Mansion and towards the Institute’s gates Alexander calmly spoke. “I’m going to go talk to her.” He says as he lets go of Rowan, and walks towards the displeased looking woman.

“What! Why?” Rowan asks as he quickly runs up to his friend wondering what’s going through his thick skull.

The giant stops in his tracks and did not budged as Rowan accidentally bumps into him. Rowan then took a step back as the giant slowly turned around just enough to face him without turning himself a full 180 degrees. Suddenly he speaks. “I need to acquire the floaters.” He says with such conviction it surprises Rowan.

“No you don’t! Leave the melons alone!” Worried for his safety the red shirt urges his friend to not pursue the Play Stations, as he did not want his friend to bother the annoyed looking woman, but the taller one gave Rowan a smirk before power walking towards the lady. Alexander was now a man with a mission, there was nothing Rowan can do to stop him.

“Can't say I didn't try...” Rowan says after a few moments once realization came into him; his friend is going after the large, and most likely soft bon-bons at the risk of his life. He seen the look on her eyes, and he fears for his friend, but there's nothing he can do now. He sighed as he ran his hand through his hair, but then he continues to walk towards the Engineering Class as he doesn’t want to see his best friend get turned into mincemeat. He knows what an angry woman is capable of, and he most definitely knows what an angry woman with a sword can do.

He walked without looking back at the idiot and the Goombas.

As Alexander leaves his fellow engineering hobbyist behind he sets his eyes on the prize. With determination that would make others uneasy he powered walked down the cement walkway. The naive, and goofy giant was quick to catch up to the hooters before she stepped out of the Institute's Gates.

“You there!” Surprisingly the prone to anxiety man called out to the woman without hesitation or shyness in his voice, but only with conviction. “The one with the Sweater Muffins!” The long haired woman stopped advancing towards the Gate, just only a few meters from exiting the campus.

“Yes you! The lady in white, behind you!” At this she did an about turn on her heels, and snapped her right heeled boot onto the cement walkway causing a loud echo to be heard. The thick eyebrowed woman glared at him with sharp eyes, now this would normally cause Alexander to get nervous, but his determination kept him from backing away. Even when she placed a hand on the hilt of her sword… but he didn’t notice that as he too stared at her in the eyes.

There was silence between the two, that is until she shouted. “What is it do you want you pig in human clothing!” She sounded very irritated, but this didn’t faze him.

“I have a request.” Said Alexander without missing a beat.

Her grip on the hilt tightened, but has yet to begin pulling it out of its sheath. “Do you expect me to comply to your demands?”

“What do you mean?” Alexander asks slightly confused, but continued anyways. “How hard is it to answer a simple question?” The long haired beauty mulled over his words, and once again silence came upon the two, and unlike last time this lasted a couple minutes rather than moments, and he was getting a little impatient with her.

Soon enough the woman spoke after sighing. “Fine, I’ll entertain you by letting you ask me a question,” she says as she removes her hand from the hilt, and crossed her arms across herself under her bust. The sight of her breasts being held up slightly by her arms caused his eyes to wander downwards to the display, but his attention was taken back up as she continued.“if only to find amusement from the simpleton.”

“What is your name?” He simply asks ignoring her insult, and while trying to not get distracted by her assets.

“Satsuki Kiryūin.” She answers with pride in her voice, no doubt as it sounds powerful and more impressive than his own name. And unlike his there's probably a rich history behind her name, but he doesn't allow himself to get distracted for too long.

“Well then Satsu-” His voice died as she instantly pulled out her sword, and pointed it towards him, this action caught him off guard.

Once more she angrily yells at him. “A pig such as yourself does not deserve to speak of my name in such an informal manner!” He held up his hands showing he meant no harm, even then the sword never went down. In fact it probably got closer to his neck. Did she walk up to him?

“Will Lady Kiryūin suffice?” She chose to not comment, but he assumes that she is fine with that. Despite being startled from brandishing her sword at him he was still determined enough to continue speaking. Some would say he was brave, but most others would say he was an idiot. Maybe at the moment he was both? “Well the name is Alexander Willis, and my next question is: what’s the size of the pillows, I must know.”

Taken aback by him her perfect posture faltered, and the blade shaking if only a little, but it was noticeable. “What?” She half spoke, half shouted. Clearly she must’ve been bothered by his question.

Although despite her disturbance Alexander continued. “Your Ba-Bombs, Lady Lumps, the Show Stoppers? You know the Milkshakes?”

“W-what are you saying?” She stammered for a moment, but realized how much of an idiot she must looked and sounded. Silently cursing she was quick to compose herself, but it seems that Alexander hasn’t noticed her change. She was once again caught off guard as he moved the sword aside with ease, and how he quickly walked up to her. He gripped his hands onto her shoulders and looked down upon her.

“Show me the goods!” He yelled, with this the woman’s eyes widened in shock at the audacity of this pig! Her eyes then sharpened once more, she then proceeded to raise her knee.

“Ack! I’m in so much pain!” Eyes widening he shouted and partly shrieked as he doubled over, and fell onto the cement very hard, although the pain of falling onto the ground hasn’t registered as he felt pain in a much more important area; Big Tyrone. He groaned and moaned as he lay there on the ground in pain almost ignoring the world around him.

The culprit of his agony now stood above him as she glared at him, the tip of the sword slowly reaching down to his neck..“I would end your pathetic life right now, but even I may not get away with murder no matter how justified it is.” She stated with such hate in her voice that felt as though it was piercing into him, but then she placed her sword back into its sheath before speaking once more. “It seems even pigs have their worth, even if it’s so little.” She says as though loathing the fact she cannot enact justice on the inferior being that lay before her.

Even in pain the engineering student heard what she said, and as soon the pain started to fade away he focused his gaze onto her while ignoring the fact she could’ve killed him. “Are you mocking me!?” He yells as he attempted to stand, but fell over onto the ground as the pain came back with a vengeance. Finding him too bothersome to stand without a headache emerging she turned around, and walked away from the downed student. Her hand never leaving the hilt of the sword as if anticipating he’ll come at her again.

The clicking of heels against the cement was heard, and his senses refocused as he looked at her retreating form. “It’s not that small I swear!” He yells once more clearly getting the wrong idea from her latest statement. She ignored him as she walked out of the gate, and disappeared as she made a right turn. “Dammit!” He cursed as he hit the cement, both hands shaking in frustration. He spent the next few minutes recovering from the pain.

Once the pain mostly disappeared he then checked his watch, and eyes widening at the time; the Engineering class was about to start! Slowly getting up from the ground he dusted himself off, and looked back at the gate once more. “Next time I see her again I know she’ll come around, I just know it. How can anyone resist the Willis charm?“ He says to no one but himself, if only to mend his damaged ego.

Morale was totally broken, but he knew how to fix that.

He just needed to pay Patricia or Barbara a visit later.

I'm very tried, so, there will probably be fuck ups in this, but whatever, eh.