Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Sailor Taurus-Episode 1:Going Platinum ❯ Beginning of Sorts ( Chapter 1 )

Sailor Taurus-Season1:

Going Platinum

CHAPTER 1

Beginning of sorts.

School is the worst place to do anything of my sort: fight.

Unless...I really have to, which is rarely.

And then I have to pay attention to my teacher and to my class.

"Ow!!" I yelled.

"Last one to Mr. Hodges's door is a rotten soul!" Miyu yelled. She grinned and pulled my hair again.

"That hurts, you know." But then I ran anyway catching up with her.

"Wait up, you guys!" Matt was behind us, panting. "We're going to get caught in the act!"

"Like who is going to get us during lunch period, anyway? We do have permission," I counteracted. Then I turned around and bumped into someone. I looked up and saw Mr. Griggs, the vice principal.

"Like me," he said.

He was a tall guy, balding and menicing; even in Miyu it stirred up thoughts of Shinma.

"Here's the plan: RUN!" I yelled. "Miyu, go right; Matt, go left. I'll jump out the window." Then we started running, fast. Unfortunatly, he gave chase, locking his sights on me. I jumped out the window at the same time Laurie, the principal (she wanted the student body to call her by her first name- weird friend I have!) walked out."Jen, what are you doing falling off the third story window?" She yelled out.

I landed and said,"Trying to get away from Mr. Griggs." I pointed up there at the window.

"David, what are you doing making kids preform sudicide? Never give chase with Jen! She's likely to jump off the window before getting caught!"

"Sorry," He retorted. Then he left. Laurie then turned to me and said,"Are you OK? The last time you did that, you broke your ribs."

"Yeah,I'm fine, although the adrenline is still in my blood."

She smiled and then walked off. "See you after school. Watch out for Mr. Hodges though; I had many requests for dentition in his class, so he's pretty nasty about the refusal for all of them." She winked.

***

Mr. Hodges was average size, and had his hair in a part. He always wore a polo shirt and trowsers. Laurie was right; he was nasty to deal with.

"OK, Jen, since in your report you had hundered's in this class, you go first. What is the capital of Ireland?"

"Which one?"

"There is only one."

"Apparently, you have been misinformed."

Everybody gasped. "There are two, the Republic, and Northern Ireland. Which one is it?" I said.

He got redder and redder. "DON'T EVER CORRECT A TEACHER."

"Unless I used to live there; I did for ten years. Any way, it's Dublin for the Republic, and Belfast for Northern."

Fortunately, Laurie knocked on the door. "Um, Troy, I really need to speak to you."

Everybody snickered.