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'Could this assembly suck anymore than it already does?' Ken wondered as he listened to the principal talk about anti-bullying or healthier school lunches. Ken sighed and rested his chin on his knees, taking out his cellphone to text his Friend Mark, sitting on the bleachers on the other side of the gym.
Ken: Hiiiiii
Mark: Heeeey sir.
Ken: Now what was even the point of this assembly? I'm gonna bash my head against the wall if I have to listen to just this crap the principal's talkin about now.
Mark: No, no the main event hasn't started yet. The rest of the assembly will be introducing the foreign exchange students.
Ken: Great.:P Because that's so much more exciting.
Mark: It is. HE SHUTTED UP HE'S GONNA TALK ABOUT THE 'CHANGE STUDENTS NOW! :O
Ken chuckled at his friend's strange way of speaking when he wasn't being serious, which was pretty rare. After reading the text he sat up straight to see that he really was about to introduce them.
"Okay now students," The principal begun. "Let's get a round of applause for our new foreign exchange students for coming to America. Let's welcome them in our school and make their stay amazing!" A roar of clapping erupted from the students before the principal started to call up the students.
"First up is sophomore Aaron Ash of England." A petite boy with darkish blonde hair and a slight beard starting to form came from the sidelines and stood in the middle of the gym next to the principal. "Now tell us something about yourself, Aaron."
"I like Pokemon and tea." He said timidly before leaning away from microphone and taking a few steps to the right to make room for the next students.
"Next is sophomore Michelle Minx, also from England." Ken got a text from Mark just as the principal announced the English girl.
Mark: DAT HAIR THOOOO :P
Ken looked up and giggled when he saw what Mark meant. The back of the girl's hair was a normal brown, but the front was purple. A strange color combo Ken thought, but he wasn't one to dislike people because of their hair color.
He started listening to the assembly again just in time to hear a cheerful British voice say, "I absolutely love manga, anime, and cookies. I'm the biggest anime nerd you'll eva meet." The girl seemed very outgoing and she was rather cute, so she would probably have no problem meeting new friends in America.
"Now here we have junior Marzia Bisognin, who's from Italy." A thin beautiful girl with long brown hair walked nervously up to the microphone.
"I love fashion, and doing arts and crafts. I also speak several languages." Every student in the gym had no trouble believing that. The girl was wearing an adorable pink sleeveless smock with clouds on it. Underneath the smock she wore a yellow collar shirt. She was wearing white pantyhose and black shiny dress shoes. This made her look really cute in a sort of childlike way. She shied away from the microphone and scooted to the right also.
"Last but not least we have junior Felix Kjellberg from Sweden." A small boy with blonde hair and ocean blue eyes came towards the microphone. He didn't look very remarkable, he wore simple brown skinny jeans and a blue hoodie. He looked like a quiet boy so nobody was expecting what he said as his thing.
"I like to party all night long as I make computer art pictures of ducks. That is all." A small burst of laughter came from the audience, the principal smiling and rolling his eyes in pretend disappointment.
"Okay, thank you for attending, and have a lovely rest of the day."
Ken got up and bid his friends sitting with him goodbye. He maneuvered around the waves of students towards Mark to walk to chemistry class together.
"Sooo," Mark began. "What's your impression of the foreign exchange students so far?"
He ruffled his messy brown hair. "Not sure really, Marzia had an interesting voice and dressed pretty. The Aaron kid's probably a bit boring."
"Really? I bet he's a really cool kid. If we got to know him we could be sure." Ken thought his friend's quick interest in the British boy was strange but didn't concern himself with it.
"Aaaanyway. Michelle seems energetic and outgoing, she's probably a people person. And Felix...well he sounded funny, kinda strange though. I wonder if he's one of those hyper kids."
Eventually Ken and Mark made their way to chemistry and sat at their usua table, greeting their friend Adam. The bell rung and their teacher, Mr. Barrel, entered the class with a student following him. It was the Swedish kid from the assembly. Upon getting a better look at him Ken saw the boy's features in more detail.His eyes were a much more vibrant blue than they appeared in the gym. His blonde hair was done in a style that was hard to describe, but fairly fashionable and neat. He was thin and short with smooth pink lips and a slight mustache starting to grow. Ken thought the boy was, dare he say, good looking...handsome even. He kept his eyes on the boy all throughout Mr. Barrel's explanation, noticing Felix give the teacher rude glares whenever he'd turn the other direction and quickly switch back to a neutral expression when the teacher turned back, this caused a few giggles from the class here and there.
"Now as for you, Mr. Kjellberg, this is a group of four assignment. You can sit with...oh! Mark, Ken, and Adam in the middle." Mr. Barrel dismissed the class to work and the class came to life, people walking around to get their various materials and papers to bring back to their lab stations. Felix walked over to the trio and set down his bag.
"How's it going bros, my name is Felix!"
"Oh we know, with the assembly and all the girls whispering about you in the hallways. Hey back out cha bro, I'm Mark Fischbach."
"Oh? Nice to meet you Mark, and what were these bitc- I um mean, um girls saying?" Adam snickered at what Felix was saying or at least almost said, knowing he was kidding.
"Let's just say they have the hots for you, hots as hot as fire. Anyway, this is Adam Montoya." Adam shook hands with Felix, telling him he could call him Nanners if he wanted.
"And this messy haired young man is Ken Morrison."
"Hello Ken what's up?" Felix offered his hand to Ken, raising his eyebrow when Ken didn't reach for his hand at first.
"I'm um K-ken."
"Yea...I said 'Hello Ken what's up?"
"Oh! uh I'm lovely. Yup, just lovely." Ken walked away shortly after shaking hands with the Swedish boy to get their supplies, mostly so Mark and Adam wouldn't see the embarrassing expression he wore. But he was a bit late, because the two boys looked to each other at the same time, knowingly. Felix didn't seem to notice.
"Sooo I wasn't listening," Adam admitted. "What're we doing?"
Mark picked up the large packet of paper to read the instructions. "'Intro to chem: Stoichoimetry and elements.'"
"Fucking stoichoimetry..." Felix sighed annoyed.
"Mr.Kjellberg! This is your first day, don't make it a bad one with foul language." Felix just ignored the teacher, though he did make a mental note to quit cussing.
"'In this assignment'," Continued Mark dramatically. "'You and your group of 4 people will be given chemical bond equations which you must add together. In part two you'll be given tables where you have to find the molar mass of elements using stoichoimetry. Part three will be studying the periodic table of elements and learning their make up. For example, H2O is water, and CaCl2 is salt. Consult Mr. Barrel if you need help.' OKAY sounds easy enough."
Felix scoffed at the name. "Mr.Barrel can go suck a duck's foot."
"What've you got against the guy?" Adam looked at the boy puzzled. "I mean, you just started today."
"I was in the hallway minding my own business, looking for this fuckin' classroom wh-"
"MR. Felix...Kjellberg...I am not going to warn you again." Mr. Barrel was really annoyed at this point, and so was Ken. He didn't like hearing Felix get shouted at, though he didn't see why he really cared.
"Sorry!" The slender boy leaned in closer and spoke more quietly. "So I was looking for this class completely lost, singing a song about...well that's not important *cough* vaginas *cough*... and that dumb Mr. Barrel heard me and took me to the office cuz he thought I, Felix Arvid Ulf Kjellberg, was skippin class. Of course I proved him wrong, telling him I was an exchange student with the papers to prove it. He led me to his class and now here I am."
Adam had started laughing hard, banging on the lab table. "You're name is...interesting, is that uh, you're full name?"
"Mhmm, why do you ask?"
"Just wonderin' it really isn't that funny, but seriously it's a cool name."
"Noooooow if you lovely gentlemen don't mind." Mark interjected, pushing his glasses up. "Let's work on our packets together, because I'm pretty sure none of us wants to do four pages of this gobbltey guk alone."
Ken wasn't paying attention to the three boys working on the assignment due in two days. Instead he'd taken to just staring at the packet, twiddling with the red pencil in his hands. Occasionally he glanced at Felix, whenever he'd turned his head to look somewhere else or looking down at his cellphone. Something about the Swed's blue eyes, outgoing-ness, and quirky mannerisms made the country accented teen blush. It wasn't like him to be so quiet, so he wondered why he was being quiet when he got to this class. He couldn't put his finger on it, but he glanced at Felix once more before the bell rung. He got up and rubbed his face sighing.
'This'll be an interesting six months of school.' He thought before heading to lunch.