Chapter 3 - Observation

Beep...beep...beep

kay groaned and opened her eyes groggily.

"FIVE TIL EIGHT?!" she cried. "I OVERSLEPT!"

It's been about two days since Kay moved to Domino. She had finished with her apartment and had dyed her uniform jackets black, red, and blue, and some of the skirts she dyed black and white.

Kay put on a black jacket and a white skirt then took off running after grabbing a granola bar and her bag.

She munched on the granola bar as she ran. Kay got to an intersection and ran across the crosswalk, considering no cars were coming. However, a limo cruising about ten miled over the speed limit sharply turned the corner and braked quicky before hitting her.

Seto growled angrilly and looked out the window to glare at her.

"What the hell are you doing?!" he yelled. She stopped and glared right back at him.

"I don't know if anyone told you, but you STOP at a crosswalk."

"And I don't know if anyone told YOU, but you go on GREEN, NOT red."

"Yeah and ever heard of obeying the speedlimit?!" she shrilled, feeling her blood boil.

"Why you little-"

"Look, whatever. I'm late enough as it is, I don't have time to deal with you." She took off running again. Seto scowled and closed his window.

"Stupid girl."

Kay made it to school and by the time she got into the office, her hair was a complete mess and she was out of breath. The secretary tilted he rhead.

"May I help you?"

"I'm...a new student here. I need my locker, textbooks, and schedule, please."

"Name?"

"Kay. Kay Simms." The secretary typed on her computer then smiled and stood up.

"Alright. Wait here, I'll go and get your stuff."

"Ok..." The secretary left and Kay collapsed in a chair.

She was soon ready and made it to her first class by the time the bell rang. Her teacher was tall man who looked to be in his forties with dark hair, darker eyes, and a very professional wardrobe. But he did not look evil.

"Yes ma'am?" he asked, when he saw her.

"I'm your new student."

"Miss...Simms?"

"Yes."

"Well, we welcome you to Domino High. This is your first time attending a high school, correct?" Kay nodded, already hating the interrogation. She prayed he'd drop the questions. "You were home schooled?"

"Yessir."

"Ah, well I'm sure everyone here will be sure to make you feel at home." She faked a smile.

"Thank you." He smiled back. She thought herself, "Pfft, yeah right."

"Alright. Well, take any available seat you want. Oh, my name is Mr. Smith, by the way." She nodded.

Kay had already wanted a seat in the back corner. As she walked to her seat, she heard people whispering about her. She wanted to curse at all of them.

Once she took her seat, Mr. Smith began the lesson. Kay wrote down some notes and ignored the rest of his lecture.

She spent her class observing the students.

Kay had not attended a school since she was in sixth grade. But she never forgoet the way tudents were stereotyped into groups, clicks. Preppies, goths, emos, skaters, jocks, band, geeks, nerds, drama, buisiness, art, poets, and so on. There were endless stereotypes, infinite groups.

Within the class period, Kay figured what group almost all of the students were in.

School was almost like a filing cabinet when it came to the students. Each click was a different colored tab on a vanilla folder bunched together with the rest.

Although school was not THAT strict on the groups. Some people hung with two or more clicks. Some clicks were able to hand with another one. It all varied.

But she was storing the information in her mind. Who should she avoid, who would be safe to ask to be a partner on an assignment if she had to ask. It was all data. The atudents were data in her brain.

She was not there to make friends. She was there to hold it out until she was out of that rathole of a town.

Kay did not like meeting strange people. It was weird and awkward. She also did not want a personal relationship with anyone here because when she moved back with her uncle, she'd probably never see them again.

I mean, sure you can e-mail and IM, but it isn't the same.

The most she would accept was maybe a person to talk to around here.

But until then, her only friend would be her laptop, notebooks, and books.

Kay continued observing the students and groaned inwardly when she recognized one. It was that stupid idiot from the limo.

He, like her, was done with the assignement and was reading. She narrowed her eyes slightly at him and continued scouring the room for mor einformation on her classmates that was obtainable through the quiet room.

A few girls were eyeing the guy like a piece of meat. Perhaps he has a fanclub. Gross.

Some of the guys were eyeing the girls. One had blonde hair and was drooling a bit. Looks like one of those street tough guys wwho chased girls. And next to him was his friend with brown hair in a spike.

Kay rolled her eyes briefly. She saw most of the people in the room were stupid. It was not a theory, it was obvious by the way their stuff was organized, their behavior, and so on.

Some might be smart on the inside, but they all clearly acted stupid on the outside. What a waste of a young mind.

The bell rang and Kay put her stuff together and walked out of the room silently. She went to her locker and dropped off her history book then walked to Pre-Cal.

Great, that guy was there too.

"Don't tell me we have the same schedule!" she thought in irritation.

The rest of her classes were boring.

Finally a period that did not involve anything much: lunch.

Kay sat outside on a bench that was in the shade of a tree and ate her sandwich and chips. She worked on her new card designs and a new game she was developing based off of one of the books she was writing.

"Hi there." She looked up to see a boy with spiky, tri-colored hair.

"Um...hi?" she answered.

"I'm sorry to bother you, but I was wondering if you wanted to eat lunch with me and my friends."

"Thanks for the offer, but I kind of like eating by myself."

"Ok. Well, my name's Yugi so if you ever want to-"

"Wait, Yugi? As in Yugi Mouto? The Yugi who beat Pegasus?"

"Um, yes." Kay immediately glared a stood up.

"You little pest! It's your fault my uncle is in a coma!"

"What?!"

"Ever since you beat my uncle, he's been in a coma. And because of that, I had to come here. I swear to you Yugi, if my uncle dies, I WILL get you."

"B-but I didn't do anything."

"Liar! And if you know what's good for you, you'll stay away from me."

"Hey Yug, what's going on?" Jounouchi asked. Yugi turned to see Jounouchi, Honda, and Anzu walking up to him.

"Um...well..."

"So, you're his groupies."

"Excuse me?" Anzu asked. Kay glared.

"I'm the neice of Pegasus, and thanks to Yugi, he's out cold in a coma. And if my uncle doesn't pull through, you're all gonna get it." Jounouchi frowned.

"Look, I dunno what's da deal wit your uncle, but Yugi-"

"Save it! You all are a bunch of liars. Everyone thinks Yugi is such a greast duelist, but he might have killed my uncle! and he's one of the only people I have left. So for your sakes, you'd beeter hope he pulls through."

"Now hold on!" Honda said. "Yugi did not do anything to your uncole. Do you even know what Pegasus did? He too khis grandpa's-" Kay glared daggers at Honda and he shut up due to the sharpness of her glare.

"Don't talk to me." He bit his lip and Kay gathered her stuff and walked away. She tried to shove past Kaiba. "Out of my way, jerk."

"Excuse me?" he said coldly, blocking her path by extending his arm to the wall. She looked up at him, hand on her hip.

"What? You hard of hearing or stupid? I said 'out of my way, jerk.'"

"Do you even know who you're talking to, wench?"

"No and I do not care." He glared.

"Weoll start caring. I'm Seto Kaiba, CEO of Kaiba Corp, Miss Big Shot."

"Well sorry, Kaiba, but my give-a-damn's busted. Your status doesn't scare me one bit. Now move." She pushed him out of her way and kept walking. Seto frowned.

"What the hell is her problem?" he asked.

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