I groggily sit up after nearly breaking my alarm clock, for the fifteenth time, this month. I get up and splash some water on my face to wake myself up. After that I change out of my PJs and into a green T shirt and blue jean shorts. I slide on my hightop converse shoes and grab my bag. When I run out my door I see that nearly everyone else in the neighborhood is gone. "DAMN!" I shout then nearly die as I see a little girl with a heart on her shirt look at me wide eyed. "You didn't hear that.." I say, knowing that she's probably the most innocent kid around. "Okay!" She says cheerfully before skipping off. "Thank god..." I sigh as I start walking. I decided to walk to school today because I just like the walk there. I just always have to be careful in this one place that has a bunch of dragons(thaaaaank you Skyrim). I begin to see the school in the distance. It's a big school, so you can see it easily. When I finally get there, well, there's a bunch of people. I pass Amanda Ripley and she stops me. "Hi! You're that GTA chick right?" She asks. "Um.. yeah, you,um, know me....." I say. "Well, I've seen you before." She says. "My name's Mara."I say. "Well, nice to meet you, I think you were really brave to go through GTA, it's dangerous!" Amanda says with a smile. "WHAT! You think I was brave!" I laugh. "You nearly got your face eaten off MULTIPLE times and did that whole "Gravity" Sandra Bullock spin thing!" I laugh. "Aw come on, my mom did the same, you're just a girl, in a city with a psychopath!" Amanda says, slapping me on the back. "Well, thanks!" I say as I walk into the building.
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After a bunch of classes(I got really scared in Biology, it's weird having the Mad Father dad as a teacher of a class where you get to cut things open!) lunch came. Lunch is easily one of the most important and also meaningless moment in school. In a school with social status orientated students, where you sit on the first day is extremely important to how you'll be treated that year. Sadly though, I ended up getting to the lunch room late because I couldn't find it at first. I packed my lunch, but when I got into the room, many of the seats were already taken. But when I look over I see that there is a person walking in with me . He is a bit taller than me and very skinny. He has brown messy brown hair partially covered by a green hat. He is wearing a green t shirt and jeans with suspenders. "Hi." I say, stopping to talk. "Hi, how are you?" He says, stopping as well. He has a high pitched voice for a boy and a very slight Italian accent. "I'm good." I say. "That's more than you can say for me." The boy says, looking down. "What's wrong?" I ask. "Well, it's my brother you see, he's been acting weird around me, at first I thought it was just him being a brother, but now I'm not so sure." He says. "Is he bullying you?" I ask. Even though I'm not really important, I hate seeing people put down. "Well, I think." The boy says. "He won't even let me sit with him..." He says with a sigh. "Well, what's your name?" I ask. "I'm Luigi." He says. "WAIT WAIT WAIT....YOU'RE LUIGI!?" I exclaim. "Yeah...I know, not exactly the popular guy you expected." He says with a saddened smile. "Dude....I expected you to be...more.." I say before he cuts in with, "mean." It takes me a moment to answer back because he hit it right on the money. I mean, yeah I expected the freaking Mario brothers, the ORIGIONAL good guys and therefore the MOST popular to be mean, but I never thought about how Luigi has always been kinda pushed to the side. "So, um, I'm sorry about that." I say. "Thanks." Luigi says as he walks off and sits beside a boy wearing a lot of yellow. I look around and notice that because I really haven't made a friend to save me a seat, I had nowhere to sit. Luckily, I notice that there is a lot of space at a table near the back. I walk back there and I'm not kidding, heads turned. As I get closer to the table one of the people back there look up and starts crazily nudging the others. I sit down in between a boy with crazy flame red hair and another boy with shaggy dark brown hair and rather dark clothes. The most striking thing I noticed is that the boy with dark hair had a knife. I don't even mean a little butter knife, I mean horror survival game, most annoying weapon that gets used against you, stereotypical murder weapon, big sharp knife. But nevertheless I sit between them.  "Hi!" I say, unzipping my lunch box. "Hello." Says the flame haired boy beside me. "So, um....is this awkward?" I ask, starting to regret my seating choice. "Well, nobody ever sits here, you'd think that the people that people love to hate would get some attention but..you know how that turns out." Says the boy with the knife."Wait, you're all....villains?" I ask. The boy with the knife turns to face me and smirks. "Yeah, what threw you off?" He sneers, setting the knife on the table, blade facing me. "Aiden, settle down." The flame haired boy says, setting his hand over the knife. "Ah come on, just havin some fun!" The knife boy who's name I guess is Aiden. You can tell right away what Aiden does in his game. "I'm sorry, he likes to scare people." The flame haired boy says, pushing the knife back to Aiden. "What's your name?" He asks me. "I'm Mara." I say. "Ah, a background character!" The boy says. "I'm Bowser, I guess you've heard of me." He says. "www-WHAT?!" I shout. He smiles at my reaction. "Yeah, that reaction happens a lot. "But, you're human!" I say, used to the big turtle/dragon thing. "Well what did you think, there are a lot of nonhuman characters, didn't you see Pacman over there?" Aiden asks. "Well, I just, uh." I stammer, still taken aback.  "As you probably know, the people differ from the characters, of course naturally some elements of the character bleed into the person, I'm so used to that stupid button being my downfall that I sit closest to the light switch in any class." Bowser says. "Okay." I say. "You aren't freaking out?" He says. "Well, no. The Mario games aren't really something of a freak out about the villain game." I say. "Hmm..everyone else usually runs when they learn who I am." He says. "So, the whole Peach problem." I say, promoting a conversation. "Well, that is for you to find out later." Bowser says with a mischievous smirk. "HEY GIMME MY COOKIE!" I hear yelled from the other side of the table where four people in multicolored outfits yell at who I assume to be Pacman. "Aaaaaand they're the ghosts." I say. "Yeah, that yellow food obsessed kid takes their stuff every day, is more of an innocent trick than bullying, and it's fun to watch them chase him around the tables while he eats the cookie." Bowser says. "So, what are you from?" I ask, turning to Aiden. "My game was never released." He says. "Wait....THAT GAME?!" I say in surprise. When a game is not released, we get to play it here all the same because it was simply made. "Yes, I guess you played it." Aiden says, turning to me with that sickening smile I grew to know plastered on his face. "Oh dear." I could hear Bowser whisper. "Well, yes! It was a great game! Really got your heart beating fast!" I say, trying really really REALLY hard not to set Aiden off. "You know why it got your heart beating fast my dear?" Aiden drawls, leaning in and caressing my cheek, that smile still there. This is one of his signature things in the game. His character would be so polite and nice all up until the knife broke skin, then it was blood and gore. "W-why?" I stammer while Bowser looks very on edge. "Because I was in it." Aiden hisses in my ear as I feel cold metal hit my neck. Aiden tilts my head down so I can see the knife, not in my neck, but just the tip of the blade pressing against it. He gives a genuine smile and laughs. "I really had you!" He says, taking the knife off my neck and nearly falling into the floor. I just drop my head onto the table in a mixture of decreasing fear and, well, I don't know what emotion. "You okay?" Bowser asks as Aiden carries on with the laughing. "Yeah, I'm not bleeding so." I laugh weakly. "He really had me scared." Bowser says. I hear Aiden sit down again. "Seriously, you okay Mara?" He asks, leaning down and moving some of my hair so I can see him. "Yeah, you really scared me." I say. "I hope that's not a bad impression, I really am quite insane, but I have a nice personality, and won't brutally murder you." He laughs, ruffling my hair and giving me a hug. I sit up and sigh. "You know, you guys aren't all that bad." I say. "That's the point." Says one of the ghosts as they all sit down. "We're actually good people." Who I think is Clyde says, eating a cookie. "Oh, I always bring a second." He says with a laugh.