A High School Full of YGO (remade)

The bell rang at 7:20 AM telling the kids to be off their buses, out of their cars, and into their classes no later than 7:30 AM sharp. A girl with long blue hair stood just before the double-doors that would lead her into the school, wondering what it would be like this year. It was of course - the first day of school. Thankfully too, it was her final year there. With a light sigh she slung her messenger pack over her right shoulder, then walked into her Homeroom/English class. As usual the Homeroom teacher would be handing out schedules, making sure every student knew where they were going for the year.

Classes (In Order) went like this:

Hour 1: Homeroom/English

Hour 2. History

Hour 3. Language Course (German, Spanish, ASL, French, ect)

Hour 4. Science (where you blow shit up)

Hour 5: Lunch Hour

Hour 6: Your Major

Hour 7: Math (because fuck you)

Hour 8: Elective Classes

Smoking a cigarette outside was a male with spiky blue hair, and tired eyes. He wore nothing but a black beater, and some tattered jeans which sagged low enough to reveal his navy-colored boxers. From around his neck were a set of dog tags, something he never bothered to take off. He blew the smoke out the window of his truck, and bared his teeth at the school, surely not wanting to be there. He was a transfer student from another city away, after having been kicked out of his last school for beating the shit out of one of his teachers.

Not fond of his current living situation, he decided to shrug off being the new kid, and made his way into the classroom. Almost immediately he found his laptop, opened it, and began playing some computer game. He completely ignored his surroundings, and didn't take notice of anyone around him.

Ayase sat quietly by himself reading one of his most favorite animes. Flipping through the manga, he watched as several kids wandered into the room - all of which he didn't know. Some of them looked much older than he was, while others just looked too tired to be there this early in the day. He gently picked up the schedule that was placed on his desk by the teacher, and double-checked his classes. This year he was taking two language classes, one which was ASL (American Sign Language) and one which was German (which his companion had forced him to take).

The boy reached down into his backpack, and felt a tear in his left side, causing him to wince, and hold that side of his body. The night before seemed to flash before his big blue eyes, and immediately he shook his head trying to forget. But there was no way that he could forget. No way at all. Especially, since once he went 'home' - it would only surface once again. Taking out his notebook, he began to draw silently, listening to music that played softly in his headphones.

Aya was a Freshmen this year, which meant avoiding those that would pick on him, was generally a good idea. Perhaps if he made eye contact with no one, and only kept to himself, no one else would attempt to harm him...

The doors to a lowered green Integra clicked shut, followed by a click, the doors locked. Three students stood there, side by side looking at the school, none of them looked thrilled to be here. One in gold, one in black, one in red, they glanced at one another and the only female sighed looking back at the school.

"The sooner we get started, the sooner it will all be over. Last year, boys, here's to hoping it goes by rather quick." She said and the two boys nodded following her inside.

The female, dressed all in red, ever her hair had taken the lead. RA was what she was called, she held no last name, even if she did she sure as hell didn't tell anyone what it was. One of the males dressed all in gold, had longer golden hair followed close by her side, almost protectively. Cain was his name. The last, all in black, had long black hair straight down his back, followed just behind the two, rather emotionlessly so, this was Darcia.

The three of them moved into homeroom and took seats all close to each other. The boys removed the items needed from their bags and began getting ready, while RA moved to stare out the nearby window, lost in the outside world already. She didn't care much for school, she wasn't the smartest straight A student, but she surely wasn't dumb. On the other hand, both Darcia and Cain were straight A students and always paid attention, always took notes, they were the 'good students' teachers loved.

Eventually, before class began, RA took her red laptop from her backpack, opened it up and began typing away at it. She liked to write, normally her dreams and other things that came to mind, it helped pass the time and it helped her concentrate on everything else around her. She turned to look at the two boys, both already had their laptops out, ready and prepared for the class. Rolling her eyes, she looked back at her laptop and continued typing whatever it was she was writing. Every not and again, she would glance up to see who would walk in, if she recognized anyone, not that she had any other friends other than the two she lived with.

Chris sat somewhere towards the back of class, beside the girl with the blue hair. She was one of the only people he talked to, with the exception of his brother Salvation - who was a 4.0 student and graduated some 2 years early due to his immeasurable intellect. Supposedly however, he would be rejoining the school, since he was still classed as the Valedictorian. No one could beat his level of smarts, and it landed him some working years there among the school kids.

For now Chris opened his computer, taking notice of no one aside from the strange younger kid that had come to join them all. It was odd to see a Freshmen among them. He wondered if the boy was some super-smart lad, much like his twin had been. Pushing some of his white hair back behind his right ear, he opened his messenger and decided to see who of the school kids, was online. It had been a trend for years at their High School, that kids messaged each other answers to tests or just talked trash about their teachers. For Chris however, it was a constant way to speak to his brother.

Angel_Boy: Sal, where are you? I thought you said you were going to be the teacher's assistant today?

SalvationIzASlut69: Pfft, I've got things to do. Perhaps you should just calm down and worry about your studies. I will be around when I can be. Soon as Elsa and I are done in our School Council Meeting, I will let you know. I'm sure I will see you after Class.

Angel_Boy: *Sighs* Okay brother...

Chris sighed aloud and decided to look over his lesson plans for the day. As usual most of the kids were screwing around or just talking, but every so often, one of them would get to work. Their Homeroom teacher came in and out of the room, probably trying to stop kids from wandering, or she was just helping them find their classrooms if they were new. Chris looked over to see Raphi, and decided to leave her a message since she looked preoccupied with something.

Angel_Boy: Hi Blu ^^ hope everything is good with you. Just writing because A. I got no idea how to do this lesson and B. I'm all nervous like and my brother isn't here DX sorries to bother you ><

The young red spiked haired boy and his girl friend with long flowing white hair walking down the hall ways to there Homeroom class. YM was the red spiky haired boy. He was on his Senior year of school. The final year of learning things. His girl friend Isis was a Sophmore but have two years left so won't be seeing her much during the day. YM sat in the front of the classroom while Isis sat behind him.

Isis and YM lived together for 6 years in an old building by the graveyard. Isis was abused, neglected and thrown out of her parents house. Isis became an orphan after her parents thrown her out. She had bruises, cuts and many broken bones. YM was nice enough to bring her in and excepts her as his sister. YM didn't have parents that he know of and lived in that old building his whole life.

He grabbed his backpack and placed it on his deck. "Are you going to be ok on the first day?" She gave a slight shrug and kept silent. YM took out his blood red laptop from his bag and  placed it on his lap.

"Can we listen to music till Homeroom starts?" Isis asked as she placed her head on the desk from boredom.

"Of course, Isis." He went on iTunes and start to play some music. YM put two sets of headphones in his laptop so that they can hear the music without disturbing any other students in the room with them.

Melvin cracked his fists and sighed. This place was boring as fuck, and class hadn't even finished it's first hour yet. He looked around, up from his computer, and glanced at some of the classmates. Some of them surely looked like real fools. A few of them, happened to catch his attention, somewhat. Melvin was like a dominant predator, and with as many drugs as he was on, it was almost impossible for him not to shred someone to bits right then and there.

He put a headphone into his left ear, then reached into his shirt pocket for his cell phone. Smirking at the message he'd received, he set it back into his backpack which was on the ground, and then reached back into his pocket. Aside from the phone that had been there, there had been something else: several white pills wrapped in some clear saran-wrap. Opening the plastic almost silently, a smirk crawled over his face. He popped three of the pills into his mouth, and downed it with the Monster drink that had been sitting in his pack well-hidden. He flicked his tongue between his oddly pointed teeth, and cocked his head to one side to crack that next. His bloodshot eyes began to get even more bloodshot, as his immediate high set in.

Now fully loaded, the druggie looked around, until something caught his attention. The first, was shockingly, the kid with the silver hair. He was sitting beside some girl with blue hair, who made Mel's heart just want to explode with lust. The odd kid next to her though - which she was conversing with somewhat - Melvin couldn't tell if that was a boy, or a girl. "It" had long white hair, like a girl might have, but was totally flat-chested. So he was either a fem-boy, or she just had no tits. Confused, Mel decided to listen to them speak, watching the other one, who didn't speak at all. Grinning to himself, the Wolfish male made plans to get to know this "Chris" person. That kid had no idea just what was in store for him now...

No fucking idea.

['Bastian & Matthew]

First day back at school and Sebastian had waited outside the school for what seemed like forever before his friend Matthew arrived. The black haired boy ran his hands through his hair flashing a sharp toothed grin across the parking lot and showing off his new injury to the blond who simply shook his head at him. 'Bastian didn't have much love for school but saw it as something that he did have to do and if he didn't, well then he'd have more than just his own parents breathing down his neck. The injury in this case though, his eye. During the holidays his parents had once again come to the conclusion his was possessed and attempted another exorcism. He'd of course made the dumb mistake of attempting to squirm away only to fall face first over the kitchen table. It hadn't been much of an escape, but a fork to the eye had him in hospital for a while. Perhaps it wasn't the most glorious way to loose an eye but he was still looking forward to tell his friend about it.

Matt, unlike his friend actually enjoyed school, after being physically assaulted with a greeting hug from 'Bastian the two headed to class. Matthew's reasoning for enjoying school however had nothing to do with a love for learning, his reasoning was actually more along the lines that being at school gave him the opportunity to attempted to hit on various girls. He was never successful, mostly due to 'Bastian's affectionate hovering but he tried to ignore that.

Taking there seat in their homeroom 'Bastian checked his new desk if it wobbled, it did, good, he'd play with it for the rest of the year. Next his bag was shrugged off to be tucked between his feet this was followed by the activity of tucking a headphone into an ear carefully making sure that the cord was hidden under his clothes. This was homeroom so he didn't have to pay attention anyway. The only person he was going to pay attention to was the blond that had already taken out a diary to jot down daily class schedules. These days with his own lack of interest in school he spent a lot of the time just watching him. Sure perhaps it could be seen as a bit creepy but then again 'Bastian wasn't the best at making friends.

Busy with scribbling down the repetitive pattern of subjects down on each page with a slightly too inky black pen Matt did not even take notice of the others in the class. Though internally he hoped they were paying attention to him. Wearing black skinny jeans and a suit shirt he was trying to make himself look good for the first day back at school, much unlike his counterpart who wore ripped jeans and a hoodie that was too big for their lanky body. After around ten pages of writing the timetable out he glanced through his long fringe to glare at 'Bastian whom simply tapped their fingers in a wave. The blondes blue eyed glare narrowed, pulling his phone from his pocket he typed without looking, sent and heard the buzz of the others phone. 'If you make people think we're dating again I swear to god I am going to cut your hair while you're sleeping. shoving his phone back into his pants pocket again with some difficulty he hoped that the other would leave him alone.

The thud of a head hitting a desk followed by a catlike whine confirmed that the other had gotten the message.


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[Baku]

Miss Eltia didn't care much for coming that school today but she was a good girl, followed the rules and did what her parents expected of her. This consisted of going to school, doing the work and eventually going home again. She wouldn't consider herself to have much friends nor did she actively go out of her way to make them. Sure she knew plenty of people at the school being that it was her senior year but she didn't really feel any of them were 'her friends'. Last year those she had called her friends had been talking about dropping out, vanishing into the abyss, moving away and leaving her behind.

Walking into the room she kept her gaze down moving directly from the door to her desk where she dumped her bag on the floor and buried her face into her arms on the desk. She wondered what Florance, Marik and the rest were doing then? Hopefully not anything too ridiculously stupid, that was what they normally seemed to be doing. Thinking of that she hadn't actually heard from Florance over the holidays, hopefully he hadn't gotten himself arrested, that would be a pain in the ass. Well perhaps not really for her but she would end up having to deal to Marik in that case... damn, hopefully not.

Yawning at her desk she waited for the teacher to show up so she could get another damned school day over and done with.

Salvation groaned and decided a bit later that it was time to get his shit together. Homeroom and English had ended, since the two went hand-in-hand really. Now it was time to get his ass over to Chris's classroom, so that he could escort his pathetic brother, to the next of the classes. The bell rang shortly after he headed down the hall, kids spilling from their classes and fumbling around to the next.

- Hour 2: History -

This was conveniently, one of the classes that Salvation actually taught. Though most of the kids were too stupid to take notice, Salvation appeared not to notice what other students were doing. But of course once one of them slipped up they surely got a royal bitching at, followed by 2 rounds of detention: one over lunch, the other after school. Surely, it would become apparent over the year, that Salvation wasn't someone you wanted to piss off.

"Take your seats and get your History materials out. If you don't have a book by now, go down to the Office and let them know. Any idiot foolish enough to screw around in my class, will be thrown out immediately. I have a zero tolerance for whining, nagging, idiots who try to be the 'teacher's pet' and morons who don't do their class lessons or homework. So unless you all want F's on the first day of school, I suggest you turn to page 1 and start reading to page 60. You got one hour. So that's a page a minute. Get to it." He said with a tone.

Sheesh, and you'd think he'd give everyone a break on the first day... I feel bad for anyone who decides to be late. Chris thought, slowly opening his book.

Chris sat at the front of the class, to the furthest left if one was facing the teacher (which they all were since he obviously faced the whole class in his desk). His desk was obviously right in front of his brother's so that he could be watched over surely. Every now and then he would read his book, if not going back and fourth between that, and any messages Sal was leaving him. Salvation often made Chris E-mails of text, which better explained his chapters at school. It was more for the disabled kids, but Chris knew Salvation would never think of him anything else.

It was second hour of the day, History class with Sal. YM grabbed his history book from his bag, placed it on his desk and opened it to the first page. The class must read to page 1 to page 60. As he got started, Isis looked through her bag and her book was missing. She decided to poke YM in the shoulder to get his attention.

"Can we read the History book together? My book is gone from my bag. She whispered silently to his ear.

"Alright but are you going to find it after class to make sure you didn't loose it?" He turned around to face her and hope for a good answer.

"Yes I'll search my locker or anywhere in the school." She gave a frown and lost her history book on the first day.

YM turned around as he placed his textbook on her desk. They both read quietly and gathered some notes about each chapter. These notes will come in handy for the questions that they may answer by the teacher or in the book. YM got bored of reading so many pages in the textbook and kind of dozed off while Isis kept reading along. He fell asleep on top of the textbook and snored quietly. Isis folded her arms, flicked his ear and no moment or sound from the sleepy guy.

"Wake up so you don't get in trouble by Sal." She bitch slapped his face to wake him up and  try to keep him out of trouble.

"Thanks Isis! I needed a good slap." He began slapping his face several times to keep him awake. Last night he never went to bed that late before. He usually went to bed on time but he was exhausted. Reading 30 pages of his History book and 10 pages of notes. YM wanted to pass every class this year to graduate and move on with his life as a Musician. Isis in the other hand just wants to pass.

Melvin would only growl as he opened his book to the pages in the classroom. He made almost no effort, and only chose to skim through the reading, his eyes sifting through important bits of intel, which he'd write down fast before going back to his computer. Since the teacher here seemed to be a royal fucking dick, he decided not to chuck the book at his face, figuring he'd only get kicked out again. Instead, he decided to hack Chris's computer - with his own laptop of course.

With a sadistic smirk Melvin could now see everything that the strange boy-girl had been reading through. Mostly schoolwork. Bor-ing. Who the fuck actually took the time to do that shit anyway? As the spiky-haired freak stuffed another pill into his mouth and crunched it between his pointed teeth, he did a double-take and looked at the teacher. Then back to Chris.... then back to the teacher.

Holy shit those two faggots are twins! He thought, suddenly fighting the urge to burst with an obscene amount of laughter. Why the fuck was this so damned funny? Oh, of course. He was ripped (AKA: high as fuck). Melvin shook his head, and then hacked into the school messenger to send the silvery-haired kid a message.

[Collab w/ Chris]

Wolf_Kill_Sheep: Hey there pretty, what's your name?

Melvin laughed to himself, covering his face as he sent that. He didn't say 'boy' or 'girl' since he still hadn't figured out if the kid had a dick, or a vagina. Instead he played it safe, and snickered to himself.

Angel_Boy: Uhmmm... who is this?

Was the answer. Mel groaned to himself inwardly, and rolled his eyes.

Wait, it's a he? Nuh-uh.... He thought to himself suddenly noting the kid's screen tag.

Wolf_Kill_Sheep: Oh hey, just someone from your class. I see you got the lesson plans. I'm new here, would you mind helpin' a guy out heh? Don't know where my next class is but I think 3rd is like a language class or something. I was supposed to pick one, and uh... kinda didn't...help?

Such a grand liar. Mel rolled his eyes again and continued to type then hit 'SEND'.

Angel_Boy: Uh-uh sure... I can show you the way... uh... what's your name? heh, I'm Chris... I uh. Sort of don't talk and people kinda freak me out so...

Melvin grinned and clenched his fist proudly. He had gotten his prey's attention.

Wolf_Kill_Sheep: Melvin. Uh, call me Mel? Idk shit about this place. And you don't speak? That's okay, I don't mind. Typing is cool too. *Inserts phone number* here, you can always text me if you don't want to say anything.

He didn't ....speak. How perfect. Now Mel had free-roam all over this kid, and he'd not even say a thing about it? He wondered just how close the "boy" was to that brother of his. Watching the two occasionally look up and observing Sal speak to the boy, it seemed as though Chris was far inferior. Which made things even easier. And, from a decent set of judgements just from the hour prior and now this one, that Chris kid had no friends, and knew no one other than that one female, who he hadn't even spoken to aloud. In this hour, she wasn't sitting by him, Mel observed. She was closer to him in fact, so not a threat really. Mel couldn't help but stare at her for a moment or so.

He would have her later.

Angel_Boy: Thanks ummm here is mine *gives cell #* sure ^^ and yeah totally mute... just who I am. Cool to be friends then?

Wolf_Kill_Sleep: Absolutely. See you at bell ring.

Melvin figured this kid must have felt special that someone wanted to get to know him. He was clearly one dumb kid, or just that fucking gullible. Whatever the case, this would surely work in Mel's favor later on.

First period came and went like nothing. RA had barely paid any attention to it at all, she was still writing on whatever it was she was writing about, not caring about a thing in the world. The other two, on the other hand had paid quite a lot of attention to the class, taken copious notes that RA would, no doubt, take later. Other than writing, however, RA had spent most of the class time eyeing up students in the room, watching each and every one of them from the corner of her eye. Maybe note taking wasn't her specialty, but getting to know people and they mannerism was a habit of hers. The wallflower that merely watched everyone and everything and rarely got involved, not like most wanted her to get involved anyway.

In second period, the trio sat close by each other once again, the two males almost completely ready for note taking, while RA was back to observing and typing once more. This was her least favorite study, something she rarely paid attention to, if any at all, compared to all her other classes.

Seraph: You really should pay attention RA. You don't want bad marks this year.

The PM popped up on her computer screen, which caused her to roll her eyes and ignore it for a moment longer as she thought of something witty. Not coming up with anything she merely wrote something simple back.

MightyGodRA: I know you can handle the notes for me, you've always done oh so good, after all.

There was a delay in the response, he was most likely rolling his eyes and mentally scoffing himself and her. Whether he wanted to or not, he'd always help her and always shared his notes with her.

Seraph: Notes only do so good, you need to actually pay attention to. You won't get all of the information that way.

MightyGodRA: I've always passed my classes, I am really not worried about it, to be honest with you, Cain.

Seraph: Alright then, if you say so.

/Collab with Ayase/

Raphi sighed and finished the lesson plans for this particular class. She sat alone from the other girls for the most part, and wasn't really next to anyone in particular. She was rather accustomed to being the loner, though shockingly, she did have several friends. The girl just preferred to keep away for now, having more than enough on her mind. It was just the first day sure, but to her that was X amount of days that still remained before she finally got to get out of this damned class.

It wasn't that she hated the class, more just the general setting of school. Kids did nothing but study boring things, occasionally having a school dance or pep rally here and there. It just wasn't something she wanted to continue on with doing. As she surfed the net, she came across the school messenger system and decided to say hi to everyone.

The_Sapphire_Wolf: Hi guys, hope all is well with everyone here. We can see in 2nd hour today, that our Valedictorian is still just as much of an asshole as he was last year. *Laughs*

Ayase nervously wandered over to Raphi's desk, and took a seat beside her, shocking the girl just a bit. He was a freshmen, and her a senior - though he might have thought her younger since she was so small.

H-Hey, can I ask you something? I am confused on this lesson at the b-bottom of the page.. The boy had passed a note to her, and hadn't spoken a word. Much like her friend Chris had long ago when they met and didn't have phones.

The girl handed him a piece of paper with her screen name on it. He nodded and opened up his computer, so that they could type back and fourth on the subject, so's not to draw Sal's attention their direction. Last thing any of them wanted, was to piss him off and get detentions for it on the first day of school.

The_Sapphire_Wolf: It's simple just look at page 30 and 40, it's just about the same only 60 is asking for a more detailed explanation. So basically do the other questions, and then follow the directions after and write out a paragraph or two on the subject. It's just asking you pre-made test questions now.

No-Money-Ayase: Oh! Okay thanks, I was just thinking that maybe he was looking for a summary or something anyhow. I'm just - idk, being a freshmen sucks sometimes. I space and derp a lot >< Sorry to bother you!

The_Sapphire_Wolf: It's not a bother at all. I'm Raphi btw, senior this year FML, can't wait to leave! So you're new then... hmm just watch out for the older guys they're total assholes most times. Do you know anyone here?

No-Money-Ayase: Honestly, not really. Some people I think I remember from before.. but Idk just keep to myself a lot. I'm Aya btw, nice to speak with you of course.

The two continued to talk, trying not to make it obvious that that's what was going on. It was nice to see that some people were still good, though to Raphi, something was almost always wrong with someone. But for now, she would talk to this 'Aya' giving him the chance to get to know her. It wasn't something she did often, surely not with a Freshmen. But again, they did have all year. So why not right?