Inferno High - Chapter 2

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#2 of Inferno High

Yeah, I'm not scrapping this premise. I'm gonna try my best to upload one chapter a day, which is easier said than done since the chapters are huge, and I'd basically have to write one chapter a day.


After an hour of wandering blindly around a massive school, you tend to go a little insane. The school itself is broken into four sections. Science and mathematics, art and music, literature and language, and the fourth building is the cafeteria and offices. For an added level of organization, each section had dorms for each class. The cafeteria is in the same quadrant as the senior's dorms. The library is with the juniors. The observatory is with the sophomores, and the art building is with the freshmen.

Once we were done with our tour, we ate at the cafeteria. Chad decided to test us, and he explained that they drop our class schedules off at our dorms, so he told us to find our own way back. We split up into three groups, and that only lasted for about half a minute since two of them merged.

It was us three guys and five others, and the other group was basically a mass of idiotic jocks who weren't going anywhere. The five guys who were with us seemed a bit alone and confused. We tried to bring them into debates about exactly finding our way back, but they just said they didn't know.

"Come on, you guys gotta help." [Alex]

"What's the point? We're just as lost as you."

"Ugh... Okay, since you won't help, you don't have to follow." Ted turned around and me and Alex followed him for a few steps before someone stopped us.

"Wait. You're going the wrong way." We turned around to see a magenta and cyan fusky had stepped forward to explain where to go.

"What makes you say that?" [Me]

"When we walked in, the art building was to our left and the observatory to our right. You're heading towards the cafeteria. We need to go that way." He pointed in between two buildings at one in the background.

"Uhh, you sure?" [Alex]

"Positive. I also have a map of the school." He held up a colorful piece of paper. "Got it at the orientation." Well. He actually knows what he's doing.

"Oh. Okay." We followed him to the sophomore boy's building and went straight to our different dorms. There were short packets of paper on each bed. I flipped through mine until I finally found my class schedule.

So, when Chad said this place was like college, he must've meant it, because there weren't actual class periods. Instead, there were fifty five minute classes that started on the hour, and finished before the hour so you had time to get to your next class. We all had six classes, and no advisory.

To add to the college feel of it, we got to choose some of our classes. Science, art, history, and one elective were our choices. Unfortunately, we had to take english two and Geometry one. If you wanted, you could test for a better class in math, but you had to take english two.

The problem with the system was that if you wanted to be friends with your room mates, you had to plan accordingly. You had to choose your own classes, and which time you wanted it. Most of them had three or four choices, a few had two, and some had seven or even eight.

This works great, except for the fact that two classes had only two time frames. Weight training went on in the morning and late in the afternoon, but only at those times, and right around other earlier and later classes. Us three knew not to take those classes. And anyways, who would actually choose to take a PE class as an elective? That'd be like choosing to pay for something that's free. PE was not one of the requirements, and thank god for that.

"So, what science classes are you guys thinking of taking?" [Alex]

"I'm not into science, so I'll just take whatever works." [Ted]

"I always liked Astronomy. My last high school wouldn't have had a class that cool, so I'm taking that hands down." [Me]

"Oh, what time?" [Alex]

"Astronomy's for nerds." [Ted]

"Weight Training's for jocks."

"I gotta stay fit, so shut up."

"I don't know when I'm gonna take it. I wanna be awake and alert for it though, so I'm thinking mid day." [Me]

"When you're hungry and starving?" [Alex]

"When you're nerdism is at it's peak?" [Ted]

"Oh, shut up! Astronomy's cool!" [Me]

"It's for nerds!"

"Cool nerds." [Alex]

"Gay nerds." I saw Alex clench his fist at that, and Ted immediately apologized.

"Sorry, just slipped."

"Yeah, you better be sorry." [Alex]

"When are you guys taking english?" [Me]

"Before lunch. English is easy." [Ted]

"Yeah. You don't really need to focus during it." [Alex]

"Okay, so... the eleven to twelve?"

"Yeah." [Ted]

"Hmm... So, when are you guys taking geometry?" [Alex]

"Ten to eleven." [Me]

"I was gonna take it at one." [Ted]

"But if you take it earlier you get it over with." [Me]

"I'm with Ted on this one." [Alex]

"Eh, whatever." [Me]

"When are you guys taking history?" [Ted]

"What do you have in mind?" [Alex]

"World history."

"Meh, I was gonna take American. What about you, Seth?"

"Oh, I don't know. I don't give a crap about history." [Me]

"How can you not like history? There's so many cool battles and it's always an easy class." [Ted]

"How can you not like Astronomy? It's not available at most high schools and took us to the moon."

"Touche."

"That was actually aerodynamics and physics." [Alex]

"Astronomy, astrophysics, what's the difference?" [Me]

"Nerds, geeks, what's the difference?" [Ted]

"Assholes, jocks, what's the difference?" [Alex]

"You wanna go, punk?"

"Is that gay discrimination?"

"Can we just get back to choosing classes?" [Me]

"Fine." [Ted]

"What are you taking for history?" [Alex]

"I don't know. I only really ever found the Romans interesting." [Me]

"Take world history then." [Ted]

"Eh, I'll take that then. What time?" [Alex]

"Uhh... two to three?"

"That's what I put down for astronomy." [Me]

"Three to four?"

"No, that's too late in the day." [Alex]

"Honestly, we can start school at ten if we wanted. Late isn't a problem." [Me]

"Yeah, I'm going with three to four." [Ted]

"Dang it." [Alex]

"What art class should I take..." [Me]

"Art is such a waste of time. Just take something easy, like 2D art." [Ted]

"You aware they teach you to make 2d drawings look 3d in those classes, right?" [Me]

"How do you know?"

"I took one last year at my old school. To be honest I think my art skills got worse."

"Yeah, art classes are a waste of time. They try to teach you to draw better and stuff, but honestly it just takes practice." [Alex]

"Yeah, fuck techniques and shit, just tell me what to draw and let me draw it the way I draw." [Me]

"You guys are complaining about something that no man would ever complain about." [Ted]

"Well apparently being gay excludes you from the averages and statistics about guys, so it doesn't matter to me anyways." [Alex]

"Yeah, and I'm tattooed in pentagrams. I'm not normal because society hates me. Reasonlessly I might add." [Me]

"Right, I'm the only normal one in here." [Ted]

"Yup." [Alex]

"Pretty much. Hey, Alex. How about this class? 'Artistic Practices', sounds nice." [Me]

"Yeah, the description seems okay. Just time to draw stuff."

"Still nerds." [Ted]

"At least we can draw something more complicated than a stick figure." [Alex]

"Blah, blah, blah. I can too draw better than a stick figure."

"Dicks don't count. Everyone draws those at some time or another." [Me]

"What the hell is wrong with you, why would you draw that?" [Ted]

"Dude, what school did you go to?" [Alex]

"Why's it matter?"

"Because every normal anthro has been exposed to sexual thoughts to some degree." [Me]

"Well, so have I. I just don't care."

"Wait, you're... bi?" [Alex]

"Uhh... W-well- I-I mean-"

"You're stuttering. He's bi." [Me]

"How does me stuttering make me bi?"

"Simple. You're trying to come up with an excuse or reason for not having preference of either gender." [Me]

"S-so, that doesn't prove anything! M-maybe I'm... anti! Maybe I'm antisexual."

"Dude, you're still stuttering. Also, that means you either have no sexual organs, or have some sort of sexual disfunction. Even if it were true, you're life would be a lot better if you just said you were bi." [Alex]

"So what if I am! That doesn't change me. I just... I never really cared. I've never done anything with anyone, I've never had a girlfriend or a boyfriend, I've never been kissed or kissed someone, so I don't know. I don't know which I prefer, and quite frankly I feel bad for whoever my first partner is because... what if I end up liking the other gender?" The room went silent. He had a point.

"That's umm... Good point." [Alex]

"Soo... Here's a casual way to change the subject. What time should we take the art class?" [Me]

"Hmm... Twelve to one?" [Alex]

"But, we have english from eleven to twelve. We wouldn't get lunch."

"Oh yeah. I guess we could take it in the morning. ten to eleven?"

"Sure."

"So... What are we missing... We have art at ten, english at eleven, geometry at one, astronomy at two, and history at three. We're still missing an elective."

"I'd probably just take another art class."

"But there's nothing else that's interesting. Another science class?"

"Maybe. What do you have in mind?"

"I don't know, aerodynamics? It'd go good with astronomy."

"No, there isn't an aerodynamics class. How about... Wood shop?"

"Ugh. No."

"Not even gonna give it a chance?"

"Of course not. My personality is way to feminine to be in that class."

"Really?"

"I'm not transgender or anything."

"No, I wasn't thinking that. It's just... What? I don't think that matters."

"It totally does. We could take a foreign language."

"Spanish, ASL, and chinese. Not happening."

"We could take a computer programming class."

"No... Heh... Ha ha..." I kinda just awkwardly burst out laughing, and they both gave me looks like I was crazy. "It's... ha ha ha... Understanding... Ha ha ha ha!! ... Hoo... Ahem. Sorry. "Understanding the Teenage Mind, a class about what goes on in teenager's bodies and minds during that awkward time." Yeah, that's not fucking happening."

"So, this is the only time you're going to hear me use this word like this, but that's gay." [Alex]

"I don't know. Some kids might find it interesting. It'd help explain why I'm so weird." [Ted]

"What?" [Me]

"No one cares about me. I'm just another jock to them. Even you guys have called me a jock, but I'm not. I just..." He leaned over and laid down on the floor, curled up in a ball. It was sad and pathetic to watch, and kinda hurt.

"Ted, it's okay. We don't think you're weird." [Alex]

"But I am. I'm bi, and I'll probably crush someone's heart because of it."

"Ted, it's okay. You're a lot more normal than me or Seth. I only told you the small thing. It's like a gateway secret into the true me, who's some freakish pathetic loser. Trust me, just because you're bi, doesn't make you weird."

"Yeah, neither of us holds it to you. If anything you'll probably end up in more relationships than either of us this year because you'll get both guys and girls." [Me]

"You really think that?" [Ted]

"I'd bet money on it." [Me]

"How much?"

"It's an expression, I have like fifty bucks and I don't actually make bets."

"You have fifty bucks?" [Alex]

"Yeah, what if we want pizza or something?"

"We go down to the cafeteria and have some."

"What if we want pizza hut?"

"Fifty bucks for a pizza?"

"So, you know how your parents gave you money when you went to like theme parks and skating rings?"

"Mine didn't. They also didn't like the idea of sending their gay son out into the world on his own, so..."

"Mine did. I never used it, though. I'm too weird for that." [Ted]

"Ted, you aren't weird." [Me]

"Yeah, I don't know why you think you are." [Alex]

"I don't know... I'm just weak and pathetic."

"You seceptable to your own emotions is what you are." [Me]

"I'm seceptable?"

"You don't know what that means, do you?"

"I know, I'm an idiot..."

"No you're not. He meant you tricked yourself into believing all this ridiculous crap that isn't true." [Alex]

"You aren't dumb, you aren't weird, you're a perfectly normal person." [Me]

"How do you know? You've only known me for a day." [Ted]

"Because I'm a good judge of character and you haven't done anything to tell us otherwise." [Alex]

"Hmm... So... You like me? You don't think I'm a freak or a pervert?"

"You're talking to a guy who was born with pentagrams on his body and is socially awkward. You're normal." Ted seemed to calm down and relaxed.

"Heh. So, what's our elective gonna be?" [Alex]

"I don't know, but I'm taking another art class." [Me]

"Okay, fair enough. What time?"

"I think our only option is nine."

"Okay. Which one?"

"How about... 'Shaping Space'?"

"Sure."

"Soo... What's next in the packet?"

"Ugh, I don't know. We have until next week though, so it can wait."

"Okay, what is there to do then?"

"I have an Xbox and a TV. I could set it up in this room."

"What games?"

"CoD, Battlefield, and Halo."

"I guess I could woop your ass at Halo."

"What? I beat that game on legendary!"

"I beat it on legendary with half the skulls on. Your ass is grass if we play that."

"I'm gonna go lie down on my bed. Come wake me up when you go have dinner." Ted got up and went into his room, closing the door behind him.

"Oh... Okay." [Alex]

"That's so sad. He's the normal one between us three, and he's the one who hates himself." [Me]

"Like I don't?"

"Well I do, too, but you know what I mean."

"Yeah. Personally I'm kinda glad it wasn't me. I might confess to some things that are worse than being gay."

"Like what?"

"I'm not telling."

"Oh come on, I won't tell."

"You promise?"

"Our friendship depends on it."

"It does."

"Dear god, how perverted is it?"

"Well... No. I'm not telling."

"I'll screen peak if you don't tell me."

"No, it's embarrasing."

"And being gay isn't?"

"Well, it is-"

"Then what do you have to lose? Come on, I'll admit to being afraid of losing friends."

"Wait, what?"

"Yeah. I have serious attachment issues. The only friend I ever had ditched me in seventh grade. I'm terrified of losing friends."

"I bet it's not as bad as being afraid of the dark."

"You're kidding."

"Crap, I said that out loud?"

"Yeah. How bad is it?"

"Well, it's actually gotten worse. When I was a kid I just needed a night light, but now I need to leave my lamp on and stuff."

"Oh... Sorry. I guess we aren't playing Halo in the dark, then?"

"What? Hell no! Of course we are! The TV's bright enough, just don't remind me that we're sitting in the dark."

"Heh heh. Okay, go get your xbox then!"