School Days: Anthology

Didn't edit, eh.

Gavriil calmly sat on a desk at the front of the class as their leader of the day went over the info his group gathered, and was thinking over what Kelly had sent them out on. He thought that it was kind of a waste of time, but he can see why Kelly would want to get this job done, because he wanted to know of schoolyard gangsters. Everyone knew there were a lot, but he, Kelly and everyone else didn’t really know where they were.

He could guess that they too made their own classrooms apart of their turf, but what of the rest of the school? How divided this building was? The former Crusader knew who the current ‘superpowers’ were, but he didn’t know much about the smaller gangs. The smaller gaggles were always fluctuating with their members, territory, leaders, colours and names. While the larger gangs grew in power they also stayed the same, while the smaller ones always changed or disappeared.

The non super powered gangs also tend to be absorbed into the larger gangs, if they were spared of their wrath. Usually the smaller gangs form up to face a larger threat, but they would always lose. He should know, because he too use to organize raids and land grabs when he was a part of the Crusaders, but now he was no longer a Crusader, but a simple deserter who became a common school gangster.

Gavriil sighed, looking over to Patricia who was currently waiting at the class entrance. She was obviously waiting for her companion to return to her. He doesn’t know what they were, but both her and Matthew seem to be pretty close. Seem to be. They look like they were friends with how Matthew never left her side, protecting her from the school violence and how she always seem so upbeat whenever he’s around. But they don’t talk to each other that often, well from what he can tell. They don’t speak to one another in class or with any of the others are around. For all he knew they were childhood friends who talk more freely with each other outside of school, they’re probably together-together with dates, kisses and late night walks.

The truth was that he or anyone didn’t really know of them, but Patricia Hereward seem to know more about them with how social she is. He doesn’t mind the little talks they have with each other, but he is wary of her. He just doesn’t know why, but sometimes he can see a glint in her eyes, a fire of hunger. He seen that sharp look in her eyes when she thinks no one is looking. He isn’t too sure if he is just seeing things, but he seen that look before within others within the Crusaders; a hunger, a desire for power.

Maybe, just maybe the only reason she’s so nice and jubilant is that she wants everyone in class to see her as a friend, and she would use that friendship to build a one way bond between them; loyalty, or more specifically loyalty to her. Maybe she wants to become a mob boss, and plans to use the class as her base of operations to begin carving out a kingdom for herself once everyone becomes her minions.

Gavriil shook his head to rid of those thoughts. No, maybe she’s just a nice person who wants friends. Maybe those private conversations between her and Matthew is not about her conspiring against the group, maybe that fire in her eyes is not a hunger for power, maybe that grin that is like a cheshire cat is not her pleased with things going according to her plans.

Surely she’s not a power hungry temptress?

No, she can't be.

She's not like that other girl the Crusaders scouted all those months ago. There is no way Patricia, the self proclaimed mother of the group would be a power hungry seductress who uses her personality to bring others to her. She is a welcomed girl who is a reprieve from all the wild, violent and sometimes grim students running amok in the school.

Gavriil looked over to the girl as she yelled in surprised. Her close friend looked to be hurt, and was currently supported by the small green haired girl; Katrina Zeng. Patricia was talking to Matthew in obvious worry, asking questions of what happened and if he's okay. Matthew is a man of pride, and brushed off her concerns with a declaration that makes her even more worried. He said calmly with a wince as she looked over his face "I'm fine", and then he directs her concern over to Katrina who too was hurt. Everyone who has returned from the mission now were looking over to the three, and Patricia was now paying attention to Katrina as Matthew hobbled over to his desk. A couple others were now walking over to the girls with the intent to check up on their green haired friend.

Yes, Patricia was a good person. She worries about her friends, and truly cares for them if they're hurt. She's a person who brought former rivals together, and is a true friend who asks nothing in return whenever she helps out her friends. She spends her free time getting to know others, and forging bonds with just about everyone in the class.

She is nothing like that girl at Canterlot High; the great betrayer,

Countess Czarina.

This is simply the chapter before the next one to be released later tonight, eh. I just felt that this didn't feel like it fit all that well with the chapter I'm currently writing, so, I'm releasing this as it is, eh. Think of it as a taste for the chapter that is to come, eh. Also, pic is pretty much what Grey's character looks like under the Confederate Soldier uniform, eh.