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Yeah, I am back again! Thank you for the nice
comments and please stay for the next chapters! It will get more and more
interesting, I promise! Now read & review!
gemini_starlight
Chapter 2:
At half past two the
students of the last year – among them the Bladebreakers – waited in the
assembly hall, curious about that ‘extracurricular activity’. Max had held his
promise and saved Tyson a seat next to him, but that hadn’t been necessary
because his friend had arrived on time. As Ray started teasing him about that,
Kenny surprised Max, Kai and the blackhaired youth by interrupting Ray and
stating that he had been the one responsible for their lateness this
morning and not Tyson.
Even Kai hadn’t been able
to totally hide his astonishment at that revelation and by that they made the
bluenette pout and Kenny blush. Then the Chief explained – all the while
blushing in embarassment – that he had been so engrossed in his work with Dizzy
that he had forgotten the time even as Tyson had arrived early to fetch him.
The bluenette laughed quietly as he told the last part of the story. He
mentioned that he had to practically spoon-feed Kenny and then drag him out of
the house as Kennys mother had shown them the time. As Tyson reached the end of
their ‘morning-experience’ Ray and Max laughed and Kai smiled. Kenny slumped in
his seat and blushed furiously, while Tysons eyes glittered in amusement.
Then Ray meant: “You should
have said that it was not your fault that you two arrived late this morning,
Ty. Mrs.Tanikawa put the blame totally on you without asking for a possible
reason for your lateness.”
Tyson scowled slightly in
rememberance, but then shrugged indifferently. “She doesn’t like me at all,
Ray. I am used to her behaviour by now and I don’t give much about her opinion
about me. And she wouldn’t have cared, if I am really the one at fault for
Kennys and my lateness or not. So why explaining the truth to her at all?”, he
asked.
“Because she was wrong”,
Kai calmly said. Max nodded to that words and Kenny and Ray seemed to be of the
same opinion which made Tyson smile in gratitude. It warmed him to have the
support of his friends.
As he tried to express his
thanks in words, he was interrupted by the arrival of their headmaster. The
elderly but friendly man moved up to the podium and waved his hands for silence.
Next to him a woman in her mid-thirties with brown wavy hair and sparkling
green eyes examined the crowd of students.
“Well, students…I hope your
first day went well”, the headmaster greeted them. “For your last year at high
school the staff and I have prepared something that exceeds the normal
schedule. Mrs.Simmons, your new art teacher”, the man pointed to the woman next
to him who now smiled in greeting, “has offered a different style of teaching
her class for you. This is an experiment I have allowed to take place for the
final year – and if it goes the way Mrs.Simmons and I hope, it will be made
permanent. The details will be explained by her and I expect you all to listen
attentivly.”
With this said the
headmaster handed the microphone over to Mrs.Simmons. She smiled at him before
turning around to the now extremly curious students.
“At first I’d like to say
that I’m glad to be here”, Mrs.Simmons started. “Years ago I too was a student
here and I have fond memories of this place. But that’s not what you are
interested in, I am sure”, she added with a twinkle in her eyes. Some students
laughed quietly and the atmosphere relaxed.
Mrs.Simmons then continued:
“As the headmaster said, this will be an experiment. As a former student I know
how stressful the last year at high school can be – loads of tests, exams and
the whole lot of homework. Therefore I will give you an assignment for my class
which will end shortly after the Christmas holidays. You will have six months
to finish that assignment – and in the meantime there will be no regular art
classes. And your teachers for literature and music have agreed to lessen their
workload on you during that period, too.”
Whispering started after
that introduction in the so-called ‘experiment’, as the students began to
discuss the pros and cons of that revelation. Mrs.Simmons cleared her throat to
regain the attention and moved on in her explanation.
“Art is a class where you
can’t learn much from books or by studying. It is a class where you have to be
creative, discover hidden talents or explore the borders of a gift you know of.
I have – with the
permission of the headmaster – divided the different fields of art into
sections. There will be the following: literature, music, drama and art. Each
of them can be subdivided…for example the last in subsections like painting or
sculpture, photography and so on.
To make it more interesting
I have decided that the field you will be practicing in will be chosen be fate.
I have all your names on a list here”, she held up a pad with names on it in
her left hand, “and when I call your name, please come to the front and choose
one piece of paper from that box over there.” Mrs.Simmons pointed to a box that
a member of the staff had placed on a nearby table.
“In there are exactly the
number of cards to equal the number of you students. On them they have letters
– A for art, L for literature, D for drama and M for music. When you have
chosen one card please come to me and tell me the letter so I can write it on
my pad for clearance. Any questions?”
After some moments of
thinking over the facts they had been given, a hesitant voice could be heard
asking: “What do we have to do after we have chosen?”
Mrs.Simmons smiled merrily
and answered: “I will give you another example to further explain what I mean.
Let’s say your card has an L on it. That means you will be in the group of
students, who have to test their creativity in the field of literature. Now you
can decide what do you like.
You can write something… a
short story, a poem or even a whole novel. Or you can write a script for
students who will be participating in the drama section. The possibilities are
almost endless! The music-students can form a choir or write a song. Those who
can play an instrument can form a band and the art-students can paint a
picture, make photographies or do a wood-carving.
Do as you please, but be
creative!
I hope these six months
will be very interesting for you and I am curious for the results we will see
after Christmas holidays. But I must warn you to take this class seriously
because you will receive marks. Your work will have to be something interesting
and I will ask you for the intentions you have done it for. Don’t think you can
possibly write something meaningless in half an hour and then never think about
it! No, take the time to really think about what you want to do in the field
you have been chosen into – the story behind your work will be as interesting
for me as the work itself.”
Whispers started once more
between the students and the Bladebreakers looked at each other with raised
eyebrows. Then Max grinned and rubbed his hands.
“I think that will be really funny, don’t you agree?”, he said. “And the best
is, no regular classes for this – thank godness!” Ray inclined his head and
agreed after a moments thinking. Kenny seemed a bit stunned, while Tyson looked
thoughtful, too. Kai remained silent.
“Ok, students. Now we will
be begin the choosing. When you hear your name, please come to the front and take
a card out of the box.” And Mrs.Simmons read name after name from her list and
the students each chose one of the folded cards and then held it to her to
register them to one of the four sections. One after one, the Bladebreakers
went to the podium, too and took one of the cards…first Kai, then Tyson, Ray
and Max. The last from the group to choose was Kenny, who seemed hesitant as he
came back.
Interested Tyson asked him
which field he had to take part in. “Drama”, the brunette answered, looking for
once as if he couldn’t think of a solution to a problem. Tyson patted him on
the arm and said optimistically: “I am sure you will think of something, Chief.
For someone as clever as you it will be a piece of cake to come up with
something really good.”
“Thank you, Tyson. But I am
not sure this time – like Mrs.Simmons said, art is not one of the classes where
you can learn any facts from books. I am not the creative kind of person, I
believe”, Kenny said doubtfully.
“You will have to try,
Kenny”, Ray stated. “But I think I will have some trouble, too. Literature is
not one of my strong sides. What do you have?”, he asked his three other
teammates who hadn’t revealed their sections until now.
“Literature, too.” Kai
didn’t look very happy, but seemed at the same time not disturbed by the
prospect of having to write something either.
Max in the meantime grinned
brightly, nearly bouncing in his seat in joy. “Music”, he said. Then he turned
to Tyson, who seemed lost in thought. “And you, Ty?”
“Huh?”, the bluenette asked
blinking. “What did you chose?”, Max repeated.
“Art”, Tyson responded and
Max smiled. “That means we have at least one of us in each of the different
sections”, the blonde boy explained to his teammates. “Cool. I think I really
like this class this year”, he added.
“We will see”, Kai suddenly
stated. “I don’t think it will be easy, even if it now seems like that. In some
weeks we will probably wish that we have regular art classes instead.”
“Kai, don’t be so
pessimistic. Enjoy the fun”, Max exclaimed, his exuberant self showing with his
sunny smile and sparkling eyes. Kai rolled his eyes and shook his head before
looking at Tyson.
“Remind me to give him no
sugar tomorrow”, the bluenette smiled as he saw his captain regarding him with
slight annoyance. “Maxie, calm down or you will burst”, he said to his best
friend and dragged the younger teen with him to the exit of the hall. The two
of them were closely followed by their three teammates and together the
Bladebreakers exited the school shortly after.
There…that was the second
part! Curious about the assignment? Well, write me a review and I will be
willing to upload the next chapter real fast! (*hint*)
Until the next one,
gemini_starlight
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