[IRL]

RIIIIING! The warning bell rang for the first day at Ipswitch High! A new school year was beginning, and most students were on their way to their homerooms!

"STUUUUDENTS!" called a loud voice. Vice-Principal Gleason was standing by the front doors. "Hurry to your classes! It's the first day of classes but you'll still get detention if you're late!"

One student, Matt Nelson, sat down on a bench near the school. He had been headed in on time, but...
"I'd rather be late than listen to one thing that guy says," he grumbled.

Another student was already inside, heading to Ms. Middleton's homeroom... he was an exchange student, though, so he was new to the school-- and entirely lost!

A late student would get detention? Well, there was one student already guaranteed to wind up in detention. His name was Shawn Spencer and he was a young Senior at Ipswitch High. He was also one of the worst students at the school -- behavior wise. Shawn was constantly in trouble and that trouble usually spread to those around him; namely his best friend Gus.

Shawn wasn't late yet, but he would be. He would be because he was now the proud owner of a car. A car at least three or four times older than he was, a car that could hardly function, a car that was so crappy it could hardly be considered a car.

It was still a car.

"Oh man." Shawn was halfway to Ipswitch when his car gave a great lurch and died.

"Excuse me, but are you lost?" A girl with a purple shirt and a star in the middle with red cargo pants, wearing an orange and purple striped scarf asked the transfer student.
The girl had beautiful, icy-blue eyes that professed inncoence, and had hair of the same shade, albet a bit darker. A yellow streak ran through her hair like a golden river, and above all, she had a pink flower that adored her hairdo.
She was holding an intricately desgined fan of some sort, with feathers instead of the normal...fan..thing.

"And then I told him that I wouldn't be caught dead with him and his horribly out of fashion car! How discusting! I'm a lady of class you know."

A teenage girl walked down the hallways of Ipswitch high, surrounded but five or six others girls much like herself. But unlike the other gossiping girls the one in the middle went by the name of Sissi, that and she was one of the most popular girls in the school, for sure the most popular of the junior class.

Of course that is what she and her friends decided.

Sissi continued down the hall way, her long raven hair swishing side to side and her aqua eyes closing as she explained the importance of keeping high on the social ladder of a public high school education. The girl was indeed beautiful, that was obvious.

As the bells rang signalling the beggining of the first day of school the girls all parted ways, leaving Sissi beside her locker in which her grabbed her books and headed towards class.

Ms. Middleton was not in her classroom. In fact, she was standing just outside her doorway, peering wide-eyed at students that were passing by. Her face blank but distant, it was hard to tell what she was thinking. However, there was no need to try to figure it out, because she was mumbling her thoughts.

"No, that one looks too mathematical to be in my class... that one's too dumb... that one looks too normal...Aha!!" She ran up to a random freshman and put her face very close to hers. "Check your schedule, young lady. Would you happen to have my class this semester...?" The poor girl, very frightened by Ms. M's sudden closeness, shook her head fervently and ran off.

"Hm." Ms. Middleton stood up again and walked to her door. "What a waste."

The girl saw Ms. Middleto, and yelled across from her.

"Are you Ms. Middleton?" She said, peering at her.

Meanwhile, in room, 404(XD)

"Hmm...seams tah me dat der seams ta be an alien invasion uv some sort! Dey alreaday adbucted a buncha kids in mah class!" A man in an afro muttered to himself.
He was wearing long, checkerd, kaki pants, a red shirt that said "Their out there..." in black print. His eyes were mysteriosly squinty and seemed to resemble a certain lady's man on pokemon's eyes. His afro seemed to rise off akin to black smoke off is head.
"Ah yeah! Looks like there's another studeant comin'"....
(You can introduce one of the kids now to be in is class)

Shawn could not figure out his problem.

Yes, his car was horrible. That was true. Though it had worked the day before when he went to that concert. Scratching his head, Shawn grabbed his cell phone and called the one person he really didn't want to call.

"Hey dad? My car died."
"I know it did Shawn."

Shawn paused. "How could you possibly know that?"
"Because you always forget to get gas. Car's don't work without gas, Shawn."

Shawn nodded his head, put the phone down on the passenger seat (he didn't bother to hang up, allowing his father to continue lecturing to the seat) and grabbed his back pack. He'd have to make it on foot to school.

The next student to arrive was an exchange student... Well, sort of. Mamoru Kyosuke (most just call him Kyosuke) had just arrived at Ipswitch. He was Japanese by birth, but American by blood, which gave him his pale appearance. In his time in Tokyo, he had finished head of his class in each of his three high school years there, an amazing feat indeed. Of course, he wasn't the most pleasant individual by any means.

He had a scarred face from an incident in his sophomore year (more on that later) and wore pretty much the same thing everyday. This wasn't because it was all he had. Its just that his closest was full of the same outfit. It was a black, leather jumpsuit with flames all over it. He also wore a black and silver glove on his right hand.

As he walked into the classroom, he stood in the doorway for a few seconds, glaring at everyone, before taking his seat.

The exchange student looked over as the girl called Mrs. Middleton's name. "Um, no," he said, "Not anymore, thanks." The kid walked into Ms. Middleton's classroom.

Everyone had about 3 minutes to make it to their homerooms!

(( Unless my high school was crazy-wierd, which I don't think it was, you go to your homeroom in the morning, then to your classes, following your class year's schedule. Assigned at random:
Mr. Harrington - Senior Homeroom
Ms. Middleton - Junior Homeroom
Mr. Sagewise - Sophomore Homeroom
Ms. Yukari - Freshman Homeroom
Obviously, they still have their teaching jobs-- and I suppose there are more than one homeroom teacher per class, but for our purposes, one is probably sufficient.
Also, the character list is updated.
Things will happen once morning announcements begin, during homeroom! So get there or be late! >:3 ))

Kyosuke walked down the hall, looking at each door for the teacher's name. Not even a minute in, and he had already embarrassed himself by going to the junior classroom.

"Gah. I'm such an idiot. Now lets see..." Said Kyosuke, in his usual deep voice. "Harrington..." He spotted the door that said Harrington, and went in, glaring at everybody.

"Oh no! I'm going to be late!"

Sarah Orio was one of those weird students that every school had. She had a vividly active imagination that took charge whenever she was bored. She was infamous for a incident in her freshman year when one of her daydreams scared her and she jumped out of her seat in math class, screamed and ran down the hall for five minutes before she realized it was just a dream.

Arriving at the Junior Homeroom she blinked and realized she wasn't late. Shrugging, she took her seat at the front of the class and started stacking pens and paper on her desk.

((Most of my characters are going to be a bit loony...))

Ms. Middleton adjusted her glasses, turned towards the blue haired girl and gave a deep nod.

"Indeed I amm, and if you have my class, you will learn more about me later... but the bell will soon ring, young girl, so you best be rushing to your homeroom."

And with that, she resumed her analyzation of the passing students.


-By Room 404-

Lulu entered the class cautiously, seeing as how there was a strange afro man with an accent peering down at her and muttering about alien abductions and such. Nevertheless, she stepped back in the doorway and turned to the strange man.

"Uhm..." Lulu glanced at her wrinkled schedule, "Mr. Sagewise, is it?" Not waiting for an answer, the girl continued. "Is there a particular seating arrangement, or can I just set down my books?"


-In Ms. Middleton's classroom-

"Ahhh..." The green-haired teen dropped his books on one of the art tables and stretched. "A new year! So many more friends to make, so much more homework to copy, so many more girls to meet, heheh... I got a nice feeling about this year." The cocky grin plastered on his face grew even wider as Jess sat down and waited for the bell.

A kid with blue hair and dark, tinted sunglasses walked into Ms. Middleton's class. He sat down at a desk near the door, in the front. He was grinning and looking around at everyone chuckling.

His sunglasses drifted up towards the clock and he decided to watch the last mintue of Summer tick away...

Near the front of the school, the Custodian, Justin, was ushering kids into the school. "Better hurry," he called.

Sarah was now in Ms. Middleton's homeroom, sitting at her desk. As often when she was bored she had began to daydream, and that was rarely ever a good thing. Right now she was caught up in a vivid fantasy involving pirates and a vicious sea monster.

The role of the pirates was supplied by her pens and pencils, while the sea monster was a stapler. She seemed oblivious to anyone and anything around her, focusing on her school supplies and the wonderous world she had in her head.

...

Mr. Red Harrington was a vicious and mean spirited man. He had spent most of his life in the Navy, but all he ever really wanted to do was be an artist. Finally he had retired from the Navy and decided to get a job as an art teacher.

Except that job was filled, so he became the mathmatics teacher. His cruelty was legendary in Ipswitch. He was that teacher that every school has... the one who everyone talks about behind his back and rejoyces whenever there is a substitute.

He was also the Senior Homeroom teacher, which is why it sucked to be a senior.

...

Especially if that senior was Shawn Spencer, who was still running towards the school, now out of breath. If he hadn't forgotten his cell phone he'd have called his friend to give him a ride.

MIDDLETON'S HOMEROOM
The exchange student went in and sat down in one of the desks. He put his feet on the chair, scrunching his knees up about his head. He put the tip of his finger in his mouth and looked around.

He looked at the girl next to him, watching her staple attempt to devour her pencil. He just watched.

FRONT DOORS
"You'd better get in there, Mr. Nelson!" shouted Vice-Principal Gleason to the student sitting on a bench nearby. "You're going to be late!"

Matt shrugged, not paying attention.

"Hey! Listen up!" shouted V-P Gleason.

Matt was loafing around...

"All right, come with me!" said Gleason. "The bell's going to ring any second now anyway!"
They went inside...

Kyosuke had heard several stories about Harrington from some of the people on the school website. He sounded pretty vicious, by their accounts, but Kyosuke wasn't worried. He had had it worse in Tokyo. His high school there was incredibly hard, and the teachers were unbelievably evil to him, due to his smarts and his standoffish personality. Harrington, from what he heard, was going to be an angel compared to his old teachers.

He messed around with his spiky mess of black hair, and then clicked on his MP3 player. He was hardly ever without his player. He loved having a soundtrack to his life.

"Bloc Party. Excellent." He muttered as he turned the volume up a little louder. He had a minute to kill before the bell, so he decided to relax a little, still shooting random glares at the other students, and one to Harrington himself.

"AHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! IM GOING TO BE LATE!" Lola gasped as she dashed down the hall to Mrs. Yukari's room. She bumped into random stuff and rammed into Mr. Gleanson, not aware she did...

-room 404-

"Last tyme ah cheacked, der wuz no seatin' arrrangmeant." Mr. Sagewise said, peering down at Lulu.

OUTSIDE MIDDLETON'S CLASS

"Run, little children, run!" Ms. Middleton waved her arms frantically. "The bell will soon ring!"

And with that, Ms. Middleton took a last look around the hallway before entering her classroom at last.

INSIDE MIDDLETON'S CLASS

"In your seats, in your seats, everyone!" she shouted to her homeroom, even though just about everyone was already seated. "If you're caught out of your seat at the bell, it is the same as being tardy!"

Ms. Middleton paused to look around at her new homeroom students; when her eyes reached Sarah and her pencil/stapler war, her face brightened and she muttered something that sounded like "wonderful, wonderful". However, her mild happiness was interrupted when she noticed Jess.

"Young man," she said as she stormed over to him, "please remove your feet from the place where beautiful masterpeices are born!!!" Jess gave her a puzzled look.

"What do you--- My feet?" He glanced at his feet and his smile resumed. "Aha, those feet. Sure, why not??" He said it as if it was a request rather than a command, and slowly he put his feet under the desk.

With a huff and a mutter that sounded something like "Really!", Ms. Middleton stomped over to and sat behind her desk.

ROOM 404

Lulu arched an eyebrow. "Okay..." She shrugged it off and gingerly walked inside the classroom, setting her books down at the farthest back corner of the room. "Weirdo.." she muttered.

***RIIING***

The bell rang! If you're not in you're seat you're late!

VP Gleason went to his office and sat down. He pressed a button.

"Good morning, students," he said into the mic, and his voice was broadcast across school, "And welcome to a new year at Ipswitch High. Today, our only announcement is the following."

He cleared his throat: "The following students please report immediately to the Vice Principal's office: anyone who is late, Lola Sagewise, Lulu Byrd, Jess Winfield, Yamagutchy Rye-oo-zakky, Sara Orlo, Ace IndyOle, Sissi Ranelle, and Mammaroo Kai-o-sucky."

He switched off the mic and turned around in his chair, facing the window. Matt sat down.

((BR-san hasn't officially approved my character, but with this new announcement, I'd better jump in, or miss stuff!))

Gleason's Office

After getting lost on the way to school (it WAS a new school for the poor kid), Elwood heard the announcement for anyone who is late to report to the VP's office.

"Man-- first day of school and I'm already in deep!" He sighed, waiting for the other students called to arrive.

"Uhh... I'm here. What is it?" Lola Sagewise said, standing at the door.

She was a bit lost, see.

(Sorry short post. Can't think of anything.)

MIDDLETON'S CLASS

After hearing the announcement, Jess started to gather up his things and muttered, "I haven't even done anything yet! Geez..."

"I believe you have..." Ms. Middleton said, glaring at Jess. "Vice Principal Gleason must have already heard of you putting your dirty shoes on my table." Jess rolled his eyes and walked out the door.

"Whatever..."


ROOM 404

Lulu got out of her chair and headed to the office. "They must have messed up my schedule or something..."

HARRGINGTON'S CLASS

Harrington looked out at his homeroom students and, in a very Snape-worthy drawl, said: "If any of you were called on the announcement you'd better get going! Otherwise, just behave yourselves for a moment!"

Harrington's sharp glare was shot around the room.

GLEASON'S OFFICE

Sarah had been broken out of her daydreams by the announcement and quickly headed down the hall to Gleason's Office. She didn't know why the Vice-Principal wanted to see her, but it couldn't be good.

"Ahhh~! Maybe this is about the end of last year when I accidentally broke the trophy case when I wasn't watching where I walked..."

MIDDLETON'S CLASS
Ryuzaki was curious when he heard what sounded vaguely like his name being called over the loudspeaker. Was this a tradition to welcome new kids?

He walked out and headed downstairs.

GLEASON'S OFFICE
Gleason counted heads. "I'll give the others just another minute. All of you, take a seat!"

There were 5 seats, and Matt was already sitting in one...

Hallway

For whatever reason, Ema Johnson was making her way to the office. She had made it to school on time, but could not find her classroom. The twenty different trailer classrooms had her stumped, especially since 15 of them were brand new, and for whatever reason, they seemed to have similar classroom names as the classrooms inside the main building...

So now she was heading to the office... In the meantime, another person came zooming down the hall, past Ema, running much faster than anyone should in the hallways of the school. "Miss Yukari?" she said to herself quietly, having recognized the sprinting person as her former homeroom teacher... "I wonder why she's running so fast?" she then said to herself, just before she reached the office, "Maybe she's late?" Ema then entered the office.

Kyosuke pulled a headdesk. "Its KEE-YO-SKAE!!! GAH!!!" He yelled as he walked out of the classroom. Not even an hour into the day, and he had already embarrassed himself and had his name said wrong... "He called me SUCKY!" Kyosuke yelled, punching a locker in the process. He made his way into the office, looking over the other students.

"Oh great... A welcoming committee. This should be OH-SO-FUN." Kyosuke said with a glare before leaning against the wall, arms crossed and eyes closed.

Gleason's Office

Elwood sat down as instructed. He leaned back as the other students entered.

"Weird characters in High School..." He observed.

GLEASON'S OFFICE

Jess also satdown, and so did Lulu. One more seat left!

GLEASON'S OFFICE

Sarah fidgeting in her seat, worried about what this announcement could be. Why did he want to see her...?

Her imagination continuously spit up various scenarios, but most of them were impossible.

Gleason's Office

"You okay?" Elwood asked Sarah, raising an eyebrow. "You look like you're gonna throw up."

He didn't know her-- he figured she was an upperclassman-- but he was worried. He's just TOO DARN nice.

*RIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGG*

Sissi, who had seem disregard the bell completely, walked into the room several minutes late. As she did so she took in the reactions she was getting from the other students. Sometimes it was awe--since she was sooooo pretty, sometimes it was jelously. She was used to it all by now and she adored every bit of the attention that she got.

The raven haired girl sat down in a nearby empty seat and flipped open her hot pink mobile phone. She was not excited for this period....Booooring....

Middleton's Homeroom

"Young lady...." said Ms. Middleton as she peered wide-eyed at Sissi over her art supplies catalogue, "All late students must report to the Vice principal's office. And, I do believe you have come to my homeroom tardy."

GLEASON'S OFFICE
Gleason looked around.

"Elwood... Jess... Lulu... Ryzacky... Ema... " he began imposingly, frowning. "All of you... WELCOME!" he barked suddenly, standing up and slamming his hands on the desk.

"Now, anyway," he said, turning to the others. "Now, the rest of you troublemakers... Clumsy! Daydreamer! Punk! Scarface!" he barked as though those were Lola's, Sarah's, Matt's, and Kyosuke's names, "I know that one of you took the statue of the school's first principal and I want it back!"

Matt was skeptical. "...What?"

"That's right!" said Gleason, turning around to face the window. "Last week, when only the teachers, the Principal, the Janitor and I were supposed to be here... someone swiped the 100-year old, 3-foot tall bronzed statue of Mr. Ipswitch himself, first principal of this school and later, the first mayor of Ipswitch! It was a magnificent piece of art and worth a lot of money! It was stolen before decades ago by one of the school's maintenence technicians who thought it had magic powers of some kind, but that's not important right now!
"

He turned around. "As a result of your actions, I'm putting the four of you, and anybody else who was suspiciously late today, in Double Secret Detention! Report to my office after school! Also, any and all dances are called off until the statue is returned!"

He frowned, and crossed his arms. "So, unless one of you wants to confess right now, you may all leave. You others, make sure Sissi and Ace hear about my welcome."

"Jeez... How many times is this guy gonna get my name wrong?" Said Kyosuke, although he had to admit, Scarface sounded about a hundred times better than the first name he called him. Kyosuke shot a glare at the vice-principal and left the room with this simple statement.

"My name is Kyosuke... Don't forget it."

As he walked down the hallway to Harrington's room, he couldn't help but ask himself how he got dragged into this mess. Double Secret Detention on his first day? He never got detention in Japan!

"I have no idea who took this statue, or how I got involved, but when I find out who ruined my afternoon, they will pay." Said Kyosuke. Today, in honor of his first day of American high school, and the start of his senior year, his American host family was fixing up all sorts of goodies for dinner. He'd be late for that, not to mention his daily appointment with the Tekken 5 machine at the arcade.

Yup. Kyo was steamed.

GLEASON'S OFFICE

"EH!?" Sarah jumped up, wide-eyed and surprised. "But I didn't take the statue! If a statue get's stolen, it's most likely the work of a pirate!"

Sarah was constantly rattling on about her daydreams... did I mention that?

"Pirates steal statues all the time! Statues are like candy to pirates! So I bet it was a pirate who stole it!" Mr. Gleason was likely to think she was being sarcastic or disobediant -- but Sarah was just Sarah.


"Uhh... hey. Someone said I should come here because I'm late?" Shawn Spencer, having finally arrived, was directed to Gleason's officee. Shawn had a reputation at Ipswitch for being a trouble maker and a slacker.

Gleason's Office

"I don't know about Statue-Pirates," Elwood sighed. "But I couldn't even find my way to school THIS morning-- I don't know how I could've stolen a statue I didn't know exsisted."

He looked at Sarah, and then back that the VP. "ANd I don't think someone so knowledgable of the inner-workings of pirates did it, either."

Gleason's Office

Before Shawn walked in, he was pulled roughly back by his shirt. "I wouldn't go in there if I were you." Ace said, peering at Shawn shades and all. "You'll just get in trouble," he said tough guyish as he walked in.

"Yeah, I'm here and I got your message, and I can say this is a bunch of crap. You can't give us detention for that! Heck, It's Summer, why would any of us be here to steal a statue in broad daylight? How do you know a teacher didn't take it?" Ace began.

GLEASON'S OFFICE
"Shawn Spencer!" barked Gleason, "And Ace IndyOle! You two get detention too, as you two are definitely suspects! And Orlo, I don't care if you can prove fewer pirates means lower global warming, you're still a suspect!"

He moved toward the door, rushing the kids out of his office. "Now, on to class, all of you!"

Ryuzaki had already gone outside and sat on the ground. "Hmm..." he said, his index finger in his mouth curiously. "Seems like there's a mystery afoot..."

Gleason, still rushing kids out of his office, was no fool. He knew that none of those kids had stolen the statue... and he certainly wasn't concerned about welcoming anyone. By accusing all the toughest kids in school, and letting the smartest kids in school hear it, he hoped that one of them would be able to figure out who had actually stolen it. And what better place to talk about the details than detention?

GLEASON'S OFFICE

Shawn paused, a bit confused on why he was getting detetion. Sure, he was late, but that was almost always forgiven on the first day of school. He looked around the room... noticing the notes on Gleason's desk...

"Whoa, whoa, whoa... Mr. G, think about this for a minute. My dad is a police officer. Do you think I'd steal the statue? He'd lock me up!"

Sarah, meanwhile was thinking about what Gleason had said. Of course, she was completely misundertsanding what he'd said. "So... Al Gore took the statue?"

Shawn turned to Gleason. "Mr. Gleason, I've got an idea... since we're all getting detetion anyway, instead of making us sit in some little room and stare at the wall, how about we investigate? We can look for the real thief!"

Ms. Middleton's Homeroom

Ataru was busy pigging out on his lunch, hiding it inside of a textbook he was reading... although in reality, he wasn't reading the textbook, rather, he was reading a manga that he was hiding inside the textbook.

Mr. Sagewise's Homeroom

Ranma snuck in through the window while nobody was looking and took a seat.

"Man... this class is pretty empty... I hope nobody notices I was late..."

Ms. Yukari's Homeroom

Skyler was busy playing a game on his Nintendo DS.

((Ya, I know my post ain't fantastic, but at least now I have "my foot in the door", so to speak...))