Hell - Chapter 2

The bell at last rung for third, putting an official end to sluggish thoughts. Stuffing my drawing notebook into my messenger bag, I was the last person to leave the choir room. For some reason, the Administration had given me all three of my electives in the morning and crammed regular classes into the afternoon; all for a reason that still belied any logic. Well, at least mine.

Jerking on the strap of my pack, I stalked down the halls and shoved through the double doors, walking into sunlight and a pleasant breeze. Chilly as hell, though. I still hadn't decided on how I was going to get Ryo back, however. We were, after all, going to a class called 'E.A.S.T', and you couldn't exactly embarrass someone with a computer. And get away it, considering they would track it back to me. But. Could they blame it on the -Teacher-? ...No, that would be too risky and would call for rewiring, hacking and editing...

Too much time and thinking for me to be happy with the outcome, no matter how humorous it would be. I honestly doubt that serenading to her would bring any embarrassment on her part. Same sex, maybe then. But of a 'normal' human relationship? I doubt anyone would honestly care. Possibly shrug and turn away like they usually do. Tackling her and in the process destroying several pieces of equipment would only bring punishment on me. So what was I to do?

Staring into the distance and walking down the steps that led to the Bates Annex building, I couldn't help but wonder. Ryo and Zaki were both with me in sixth hour. Perhaps Zaki and I...?

Blinking, I couldn't help but let out a giddy 'It's perfect!' and cause everyone around to stare at me. The one plan I had finally come up with would not only work, make Ryo think twice about torturing Zaki and me, but it would be a -wonderful- way to return the favor! Especially after all of the times that she had pinned me to the floor in the other schools we had gone to. Honestly, did the woman not have any sympathy?

With a wistful sigh and head held high, I marched into the classroom and plopped down in front of my computer, switching the monitor on and booting up. The teacher had already told us--before we even got to class!--what he wanted us to do through e-mail, so I was going to get right on that. Once finished? I was going to continue to plot and scheme. Everything would work perfectly, especially since sixth period was two hours after lunch. We'd go off campus, capture whatever it was we wanted... and then. THEN the fun would begin. Oh yes.

But, as usual, I thought my plan wouldn't work. Considering the time I had tried to tickle-attack Zaki in another school ended with me intimate to a chair, due to Ryo scaring the living blazes out of me... I shook my head immediately, still holding the Power button down for the computer. It gave an angry sputter and I released it, staring at the piece of technology. Maybe I shouldn't think while messing around with computers, huh?

Leaning back in my chair and popping my back, I went to work. We were to use Google SketchUp, the program coded by Satan, and create a house with a door that could be gone through from both front and back, eight windows, a garage, chimney, sidewalk that led to said garage and door, then animate it all as a loop going through the entire building. Problem, though, we had to use textures from pictures he had taken around the school. One of which was dead grass. Did he not know that we wanted -living- plants?

Ah well. How hard could it be to create such a simple thing? Whipping up a hangar, texturing it, adding in a UFO for measure, then the sidewalk... I honestly wouldn't know just how hard doing the animation would be. They were just quick little snapshots that we had to do in a specific order, right? ...Right?