Special Blood: Slyther's

Three new students

"Death to you disgusting monster!"

I hit the little brown thing in my closet. My attack missed, the little creature crept upwards very quickly.

"Why is everyone afraid of cockroaches, huh? though, right, easy. Just hit it with a broom."

I clawed at the cockroach, preparing to launch a second attack, before it flew off– flapped its wings quickly–and burst out at me. I was suffocating and ran away. The cockroach escaped, the little creature infiltrated down the sidelines of the closet.

"Today you escaped a disgusting monster, but next time. I'm not afraid of you disgusting monster. I just don't want my college uniform to get dirty." I sighed, then threw the broom into the corner of the room. Why should I do such a troublesome thing in the morning!

I don't like troublesome things. You could say I'm a slacker. From childhood I always avoid problems, fights or other juvenile delinquency. Again I reiterate! I really don't like troublesome things.

My name is Killa—ya, only Killa— is very short isn't it? Maybe when I was a baby my parents were lazy to give me a name so they just gave me the name 'Killa'. A name that has no special meaning.

Unlike my parents, they were hardworking people. My mother worked in her candy store from morning to evening while my father was an office worker, who worked from morning to evening—even sometimes she worked late until midnight.

Although my parents were rarely at home they loved me so much that sometimes I was troubled by their affection. But I also love them very much.

Now I was standing in front of the mirror while combing my black and already rather bushy hair. This morning I had to go to school, although I thought it was exhausting and troublesome of course.

After feeling perfect with my appearance I went straight to the dining table. There my mother was drinking a cup of warm tea —she seemed to enjoy it very much, whereas I really did not like tea (Except sweet tea). My father had left early in the morning before I woke up because his workplace was far away.

Now it's dark outside and the clock is still showing at 05:54. It is a habit for me to wake up in the morning. My school is quite far away so I have to leave early in the morning.

My mom stopped her tea after she saw me coming. He immediately smiled warmly like the sunlight shining down on the world. That was my favorite smile.

"Look, Mama's son is very handsome. Come here, Mama has prepared your favorite breakfast menu. Fried rice with egg clamp."

I think Mama is the greatest person, she is not tired. Early in the morning he had to prepare my Papa's provisions, then me. If it was me, I would have complained. But amazingly, my mother never complained to me even if I did a bad deed.

I once accidentally broke a glass window in my house while I was playing ball. My mother didn't scold me, she smiled warmly and said, "It's okay baby. Mama will take care of it." My mother was like an angel to me.

I pulled out the dining table chair and ate breakfast immediately. As long as I eat my mother always looks at me with a warm smile. Well. although I feel a little uncomfortable, but nothing.

After I finished with my breakfast I immediately got ready to go to school. Mama took out the motor from inside the house with a pink helmet on her head and a pair of knitted gloves on her hands.

Mama turned on the motor deftly. "Let's go up," he told me.

I nodded and went straight up to the bike. "Get a tight grip" said my mother later.

...

In the middle of the crowded streets Mama drives slowly while humming cheerfully.

"Well, how was your life at school, La?" Mama asked.

"It's fun" I replied, "I have a lot of friends and I don't make trouble at school."

I saw my Mom sigh just like she said "Thank God".

"Mama was happy to hear it" said my mother, until then our bike arrived at school.

I got off the bike and kissed the back of my mama's hand. "The school is right." My Mama's advice.

I nodded then walked inside the school gate. After passing through the gate I looked back, there my mother was no—she was gone. Well, let.

After that I walked back to class. Here I've been in High School and now I've got a XI class exactly XI-B

Arriving in front of the class I stared at the plank above the door carefully. I take a short breath. After that I opened the classroom door, empty, silent, no students had come. It seems I was the first one in the class.

The tables in the classroom are neatly arranged, the white ceramic floor is also very clean, the whiteboard in front of the juha is still cool. This class is regularly cleaned every day, so I'm not surprised by this view.

I walked towards my desk which was located in the third row of the front and the second row of doors. Since it was still early in the morning I decided to sleep for only five minutes, yes, only five minutes.

I dropped my head on the hand pad and started closing my eyes. Remember that! just five minutes I thought.

...

The atmosphere in my class was disturbed and I woke up. Holy hooch! I slept for more than five minutes. The class was full and now everyone's gaze was fixated towards the front, paying attention to the three disciples. They're new students.

I look at him not like. "Why didn't you wake me up?"

She grinned. "You look tired, so I don't feel good to wake you up" he said frankly.

He was my friend. His name is Faki, he's my best friend. Her hair was curly, her body was quite fat, there were fat folds under her chin. He's a man who laughs easily even if it's not funny.

Faki pointed towards the front using his eyes. "Look at the new students. Handsome and beautiful," she said with an annoying smile.

I look lazy. Faki's right. There were three new disciples, all of them beautiful and handsome, two male and one female. All the rowdy disciples, unceasingly staring at them, there were even those who praised him excessively.

"... Isn't handsome"

"What a beauty ...."

"Like a model."

Hah, I was careless to hear it all. Not that I envy the three new disciples, it's just that they are really noisy. Like the screams of people in the market.

In front there was Mr. Ferdi, who seemed to be the guide of the three new disciples. Mr. Ferdi is the homeroom teacher in this class, he's a friendly teacher and he's not young. She wears oversized glasses, often fixing the position of her loosened glasses.

Mr. Ferdi clapped his hands for attention. He looked at the three new disciples then smiled. "Alright, please introduce yourself.

Then the male disciple who was on the left took one step forward. He was tall, skinny, his hair was left in a mess. His skin was white, his clothes were disheveled. At first glance I thought she was a woman, because her face was. However, I guess not, he must be a delinquent male student.

"My name is Justin" said the man briefly before returning a step back. Like her disheveled appearance her attitude also sucks in my opinion.

However, all the female disciples were screaming. They're kind of crazy about that guy named Justin.

"Why are they so noisy. I am also quite handsome right," said Faki suddenly.

I'm nagging. "Yes, very handsome." It's not a compliment, I'm just talking origin.

Next the girl who was in the middle advanced one step. She was graceful and beautiful, white skin and shiny black hair, her height was probably taller than mine. His black eyes are very clear.

"My name is Alicia. Hopefully we can get along in the future" said the girl softly and politely. All the male disciples immediately screamed. They were fascinated by Alicia's appearance.

Then the last one. The man who was to the right of the girl, took one step forward. He then smiled widely. He was the shortest among the other two new disciples. His hair was a little red, his eyes were bright, like the sky during the day with a sharp nose.

"Hello all ... Please introduce my name Arka. Greetings all," he said aloud, his face beaming.

The female students are back hysterical."Is this the first time they've seen a handsome man?" Faki looked angry.

"She's so funny .. It's rare that there's a man like her."

"Absorbing."

Before the commotion became so Mr. Ferdi raised his voice. "Everything is calm." Looking up at the three new kids, smiling. "Okay, please sit on an empty chair."

The three of them nodded, the two boys walking towards me. I sighed, why should I try this class? but, this class is full.

A boy named Arka waved at me, or maybe I was just mistaken. They were sitting right behind me. Strange, where are the two disciples sitting here? where are the troublemakers going?

"The seat is full" I told you.

"But it just so happens that it's now empty" the boy named Justin replied before sitting on a chair crossing his legs.

I cringe. It is impossible right, the two troublemaking boys came out of the school simultaneously? Just yesterday, they broke a flower pot. Ah, never mind, anyways none of those classes will get better.

"You hope you can be good friends with them." Mr. Ferdi said with a big smile.

"Of course sir!"

"We'll take good care of it!"

The response of all the students was so overwhelming. The class came back noisy before Mr. Ferdi came back to calm them down. I think I was wrong. This class will probably be noisier than usual.