Wake-up call: Once upon a time, three people didn’t get along very well.

“Look at him: the teacher’s pet, always the perfect student. Girly-man thinks he knows it all. And that kid, constantly wrapped up in mythology and demons. One-track mind, I swear. Who cares about all that junk, anway?”

“Hoodlums, the both of them. One kid’s a thief; he thinks he’s so great just because he has a quick hand. And that boy, always has his nose in those demon books of his. He doesn’t even pay attention in class! What kind of lives are those to lead?”

“Disgusting, I swear. She-male over there just moved in, and he’s already on all the teachers’ good sides. It’s all about grades, grades, grades. And scar-face here thinks there’s nothing to life but money and food. Honestly, who the heck even cares?”

Sure, the Dragon Knights met in high school... who ever said they had to like each other?

The Tables Turn, number one:

Lord of the School

I walked confidently up to the front doors of the school, my arms behind my head in a lazy position.

“Finally, senior year...” I mumbled. Only a week in, and I already felt like I owned the place. Grinning, I then raised my arms over my head, shouting, “I am the ruler!”

And probably scared a few poor freshmen in the process.

“Ruler...?” called a teasing voice from behind me. “Who ever said you were the ruler?”

I groaned.

A flash of pink hair, and then she was on my back, almost bowling me over in the process. “Hey, what’s up, Thatz, old buddy?” she yelled in my ear.

“Dammit, Kitchel!” I growled, trying to shake the girl off. “Get off me!” She just giggled and hopped down, coming to a walk beside me.

“So, you’re the ruler, eh?” Kitchel teased. “Why can’t I rule with you? Or better yet, rule without you...” she mused.

I just sighed. “Get off my back.”

“I already am off your back,” she pointed out.

I groaned again. “I meant figuratively, Kitchel.”

“Aw, I knew that, silly!”

Sigh. Girls.

“Aaaaanyway,” she declared, “I bet that good mood of yours is gonna pop as soon as you see who your partners are for the new English project!” She winked, waving a flurry of papers in my face.

”Wha-- project--? Since when do we have a project?” I grabbed at the papers, but she just smirked and pulled them away, out of my grasp. “Aw, come on, Kitchel, just give ‘em to me already-- hey, WAIT A SECOND! Where did you even GET those papers, anyway?”

She grinned. “Never underestimate the power of a thief!”

I groaned again.

“I am better than you, you know.”

“Aw, I hate you!” I complained.

-o0o-

“I am the Lord of the School!” I declared triumphantly, sliding into my seat first period, receiving equal laughs and glares from the few other students who had actually bothered to arrive that early.

“Lord of the School...?” repeated an annoyed voice from somewhere in front of me.

I looked around. It was the blonde in the front. New kid, just arrived here. He turned around in his seat, giving me a disbeliving look.

“You think that you own the place just because you’ve been here all four years and you’re a petty thief...? Disgusting, if you ask me.” He turned back around.

I glared. “Excuse me? First of all, I am NOT just a ‘petty thief’; I’m a pro, buster! And at least I don’t go and become the teacher’s pet after just a week in the school, girly-boy!”

He shot back around, giving me his ultimate death glare. “What did you just say...?” he growled.

I wasn’t fazed. I stuck my tongue out at him. “Teacher’s pet! Girly-boy!”

“Break it up, you two,” called a bored voice from the back.

We turned. A red-haired boy sat in the very back corner, with his feet up on his desk and his eyes on a book. He didn’t even look up at us as he spoke.

“Break it up?” I repeated, sneering. “Who are you, my mother?”

He looked up briefly, giving me a quick glare before looking back down at his book again.

Smirkng, I walked over to his desk and grabbed the book from his hands.

“Hey--”

“What’s this?” I took a look at the title. Demons in Ancient Mythology. “Demons, eh? What, interested in becoming one yourself, Rath?”

“Give it back--”

A moment later, the book was slipped out of my hands as Rune grabbed it from me. “You shouldn’t take other people’s personal belongings,” the blonde said with a withering glare.

If looks could kill, he would be dead already.

“And you,” he continued, slamming the book down on Rath’s desk, “should not be reading such things. Especially in class!”

The redhead took this opportunity to grab the book, attempting to pry it away from Rune. “Class hasn’t started yet, doofus! Now give it back!”

“I’ve seen you! You don’t even pay attention, you’re just reading those stupid books!”

“They are not stupid--”

“What’s the problem here, kids?”

The sudden voice interrupted all of us as our English teacher walked into the classroom.

“Er...” Slowly, Rune and I slinked back to our seats.

-o0o-

“I’ll be assigning a new project today.”

Simultaneous groans echoed throughout the classroom.

“Don’t give me any of that, class! Now,” the teacher continued, “we’ll be incorporating a little bit of history into this. I will put you into groups of three, and together you will research and write about a country of your choice during a certain time period. 1600s through 1800s, people! You have until October to finish this, but don’t slack off!”

The teacher then pulled out a sheet of paper, apparently with names written on it. He becan reading from the list.

“Abby, you will be paired with... Hannah and Zack...”

So that’s what Kitchel stole, I thought wryly.

-o0o-

“Thatz, you will be partnered with... let’s see...”

Finally, my turn.

“...Rune and... Rath...”

The three of us groaned in unison and gave each other weary glances. I’m sure all of us were thinking the same thing:

Why me?

-o0o-

I know, I KNOW, I should be updating Revelations... it's coming tomorrow, I swear! XD;;; In the meantime... I had SO much fun writing this. -evil laugh- Whaddya think? A school fic like no other, eh... XDD Review, review, review! Watch the knights change in just two months... XD Stick around for the next chapter, and I hope you enjoy the story!

Hobey-ho,
Peophin-chan