((HIGHSCHOOL AU))
((Wifies POV))
" I watch the Moon; let it run my mood... Can't stop thinking of you. "
Unstable High.
What an odd school name. And by some miracle, this highschool wasn't actually that unstable. Not including the students. They are...definitely unstable, alright. No clue how they're so..universally unstable (wink wink get it).
You apparently transferred from a private school to Unstable High just today. You have no recollection of anything before this morning, preparing for school, but that probably doesn't matter (ref to Wifies' ARG if ykyk)!
You walked through the crowded hallways, a backpack strap slung over one shoulder, the other loose, some people looking over at the new face, but no one really made an effort to actually care enough to help you. Great.
You're first thought was to probably get your schedule from the office. But, of course you were new, and had no clue how to get there. School offices are usually near the front, right? You turned on your heel, steering towards the left, and you were met with the corridors (SFAWTDE ref again ahhahshd) that definitely seemed like that was the office. You politely knocked. No answer. Knocked again. Still no answer. You decided to put things in your own hands and grabbed the handle, twisting to knob and pushed forward. You're eyes met with a man with a neat suit with a red tie, and a green, blue, and yellow colored macaw hybrid student speaking with him. The two shifted their attention on you.
You blinked. Then you spoke.
" Ahem, apologies for the interruption, but is this the main office? "
You questioned. Silence in return. Then with startling loudness.
" Aha! You must be Wifies. Its a pleasure to meet you, I'm Mr. MinuteTech. You are always welcome to call me Mr. Minute. I'm your principal. "
The man in the suit said, standing up from his seat and walked toward you, extending his arm out for you to shake, a grin on his face. You politely took the hand, although he held onto your hand pretty tightly.
" We were just speaking about you, not in a bad way, of course. "
MinuteTech exclaimed, pulling his hand away and strided towards his desk, pulling out a sheet of printed paper and handed it to you.
" You're schuedule. Parrot will be your tour guide, being a student councelor, and coincidentally being here. "
He said, motioning a thumb at Parrot, who was awkwardly waving.
" Sweet. Thank you, Mr... Mr. Minute. "
You said, taking a look at the sheets and back up at him.
" Anytime, kiddo. "
" ...now get out. Both of you. "
And without question, Parrot grabbed your wrist and basicslly forced you out the office, quickly taking his hand back like it burned him.
" Sorry for pulling you like that. Mr. Tech over there doesn't take people who take too long to do his orders so kindly. "
Parrot said, rubbing the back of his head before clearing his throat.
" Uh...lets get right to it then, yeah? "
RRIIINNG!!
You were invited by Parrot for a study hall in the library during lunch because he was interested enough to try to get to know you better (maybe also because he defo wants to score a baddie (you're the baddie) frfr /jk), that'd be a great start to adapting to your new school if you befriended him, so you agreed.
Its been a while now, 5 months at this school, and its been going decent.
Ever since Parrot invited to meet at the library at lunch, it became an everyday routine. Currently, you were near a table and at a bookshelf, checking them out. Fucking nerd. Looking at fucking math formulas and dictonaries or some nerdy ass shit.
You were suddenly crushed into a hug from behind, and you snapped to see who it was. Well, it was no other than Parrot. And Derapchu behind him, a guy who you apparently have friendly fire competition against for Parrot's heart (platonically?) and whatnot.
" Hey, Wifies. "
He said, arms still curled around your waist. Typical moments with friends. WE all did this with friends. Definitely.