Animala High An Animal Crossing Story by PeanutsBFF Chapter 1 I raced out the door, a piece of peanut butter toast in my paw, my backpack over my shoulder. I was late. Again. Why did school have to start so early in the morning? Any time before eight o'clock was not a time meant for being awake. I was so focused on getting to school that I bumped right into Static, who was in no hurry, considering he was late every day and he didn't care. He just looked at my toast and gasped mockingly. "Peanut!" he yelled, pointing at me. "You're eating peanut butter toast?! That's cannibalism!" He laughed at his stupid joke, as if it were funny the first four hundred times. Normally I would have shouted some similar retort ("I guess you touching a doorknob would be murder, then"), but I had no time. I just kept running. I figured the speed I was going at would be a solid excuse to get out of gym class. After running several blocks, I finally collapsed at the school's front door. I pushed it open with my last bit of strength to find that my best friend, Rosie, was right there waiting for me. "Hiiii, Peanut!" she greeted me, her eyes shining with her usual energy. She held out her paw and helped me up. "Hey," I panted, smiling weakly. "S-sorry I'm late...." "No biggie!" she said. "I'm late too. C'mon!" She started to run, and before I knew it, I was weightlessly flying behind her. "We can be late buddies!" We both laughed as we made our way to our English class. Once we arrived, Rosie peeked her head in the door. "What luck!" she whispered to me. "Ms. Pelly's late too! C'mon, let's go sit down!" We walked to our desks, virtually unnoticed by all the rest of the chatting animals. Except one. "Well, well," a voice from the back of the room said, "if it isn't the Johnny-Come-Lately girls." A certain brown squirrel was smirking smugly, her tail bobbing up and down. "We didn't ask for your opinion, Pecan," I replied defensively. "I didn't ask for two of the most annoying classmates in history, but you can't always get what you want." "Oh, really?!" Rosie crossed her arms. "Is that what you think of us?!" "You're just now figuring that out? You're even dumber than I thought." By now, every animal in the room had their eyes on us. As I was looking around, I did a double take when I realized that Ms. Pelly was one of them. "Eep! Oh...um...Ms. Pelly!" I laughed nervously. "G-good morning! How are you?" "Settle down, everyone," Ms. Pelly said calmly as she walked to her desk. "Sorry I'm late. I was stuck in traffic when the whole 'I'm going to be doing this for the rest of my life' thing ran through my head again...." She laughed a little, then smiled broadly. "Anyway, I have some exciting news! We have a new student joining our class! She just moved here all the way from Treehut. She should be arriving soon...." Just then, I heard a tiny little knock, if you could even call it that, at the door. "That must be her!" Ms. Pelly turned to the door. "Come in!" she called. The door opened slowly, and a red-and-white squirrel walked in. She was looking at the floor, so I could barely see her face. She walked up to the front of the class, still not looking at us, and trembling a little. "Go on," Ms. Pelly said kindly. "Tell the class your name." The squirrel looked at us a little bit. Her eyes were small and fearful-looking, and she was blushing a little. "U-um..." she muttered almost inaudibly, "m-my name is...um...P-Poppy...." She immediately looked at the floor again. "It's wonderful to meet you," Ms. Pelly continued. "Please go find an empty seat." Poppy walked over to a seat in the corner and sat down. She was just looking at the desk now. Unfortunately, the desk she chose was right next to Pecan's. "So, Poppy," she said, "you new here?" Poppy looked up. "Y-yes," she said, her voice shaking. "My par...family and I just moved here...I mean, I guess Ms. Pelly already s-said that...." Pecan looked her right in the eyes. "Well then, I guess I should let you in on something," she whispered. "You mess with me, you'll regret it for the rest of your natural-" "Pay attention, Pecan," Ms. Pelly called. Poppy was looking at her desk again, now noticeably shaking. I couldn't help getting a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. Most animals here were used to Pecan's belittling remarks, but it already looked like Poppy was nervous. Who knew how she'd handle it? A/N: It's the return of Animala High...again....
I really need to learn to finish what I've started.
I originally posted this story back in 2012, and it got very popular, despite the fact that I'm a much better writer now than I was then.
Now it's back, and much improved! I hope you enjoy it!
[/b]Animala High An Animal Crossing Story by PeanutsBFF Chapter 2[/b] English class had let out, and now it was time for math. Rosie and I sat down at our table with Mint and Bob. We were quiet at first, before I asked, "So, did anyone actually finish the homework?" "Of course I didn't!" Rosie shouted, slamming her paws on the table. "I tried for three hours! I just had no idea what to do!" Bob did a double take. "Homework?" he asked. "What homework?" "Maybe if Ms. Phyllis actually spent some time going over the lesson in class," Mint said bitterly, "we wouldn't have this problem." "I'll say," I replied, leaning back in my seat. "And as for you, Bob, I get what you're saying. It'd be nice if she wrote the homework on the board." Rosie growled a little. "And my mom wonders why I'm failing math...." "Something you'd like to say to me?" a nasty voice screeched from behind me. We all turned around to see Ms. Phyllis, frowning at us as usual. "Where's your homework?" I reached into my binder and took out a sheet that was covered in half-done problems and pencil scribbles. "I'm sorry," I said frantically, "but this was all I could do!" I heard Rosie still growling, so I quickly nudged her, and she stopped. Ms. Phyllis wouldn't have any of it. She took out a rolled-up newspaper and smacked us all over the head with it. She hit Bob extra hard for not even doing his homework. "Now you can growl," I whispered to Rosie. She didn't hesitate. Ms. Phyllis continued to walk through the class, smacking all the animals who didn't finish their homework (which, of course, was all of them). When she got to Poppy's table, Rosie and I exchanged glances. "Where's your homework?" she demanded. Poppy jumped a little in her seat. "Um...w-well," she stuttered, "I-I'm new here-" "I don't need your life story." "N-no...I mean..." Poppy was shaking now. "So I...wasn't h-here to get the homework." "No excuses!" WHACK! Poppy got hit right in the face so hard that she fell over. When she sat up, I saw that she had a big red mark across her cheek. "B-but," she squeaked, "I-I just-" "Do you want to be hit harder?" Poppy shook her head slightly and sat back in her chair, not making another sound. "That's what I thought," Ms. Phyllis said, walking to the front of the class. "Now, onto today's lesson..." I tuned out the "lesson" (it wasn't like I would learn anything) and just thought about today. Now Pecan and Ms. Phyllis were both picking on this shy new student...Most of us couldn't even handle Ms. Phyllis. I had to do something.... No, Peanut, I said to myself. Don't get involved. It's none of your business. I just kept telling myself that. It's none of my business. Maybe it wasn't as bad as it looked.... A/N:
"I'll update again this weekend."
Well...that didn't happen. I'm really sorry. I think I'm the laziest person in the world.
I promise, not all the chapters will have a month-long wait.
I understand your suggestion, but I just did that to fit in with her sort of awkward personality. But I understand what you're saying. Maybe if she didn't talk all that much at all at the beginning of the story, it would fit too.
Thank you for reading! Another chapter will be coming in the next couple of days.
Animala High An Animal Crossing Story by PeanutsBFF Chapter 3 School was over, and Rosie and I were walking out the door among the many other animals who were clearly in a hurry to get home. Rosie was no exception. "Bet I can run faster than you!" she said, her high-pitched voice not wavering despite her speed. "I don't doubt it," I replied, walking at a more leisurely pace than she was, but still quickly enough to stay with her. "Say...could we talk?" "Uh-oh." Rosie slowed down a little. "What'd I do?" She didn't actually sound scared. "Nothing, nothing. It's just...what do you think of that new girl?" "Poppy?" Rosie looked up, as if trying to remember what had happened that day. "I dunno. She seems nice." "Yeah, but..." I sighed. "I'm a little worried about her. I mean, you saw her get picked on by Pecan and Ms. Phyllis, right?" "Those jerks?" Rosie said with a laugh. "They pick on everyone. She'll probably get used to them." "I dunno...I mean, she seemed really upset. Even after second period was over. I don't want them to really hurt her." Rosie shrugged. "Eh, you worry too much. She'll be fine. Anyway, my street's comin' up." She started to walk down the path to her house, waving to me. "See ya tomorrow!" I waved back weakly, then continued to walk. Soon I arrived home, and decided to check with my Gyroid. "Hello, Gyroid," I said, bending down. "It's Peanut." The little tan Gyroid began to dance. "Welcome home, Peanut Sargento," it said in its robotic voice. "Cashew Sargento has left a message for you." There was a soft beep, and then I heard my mother's recorded voice. "Hello, Peanut. I hope you had a good day at school. Things are a little busy at the bakery, so I won't be home for dinner. Feel free to order yourself some food. You may have a peanut butter cookie after dinner, too. I'll see you tonight! Love you!" Beep. The Gyroid stopped dancing. I smiled. My mother was always looking out for me. Plus, her cookies were heaven. I had trouble limiting myself to one. I walked inside and into the living room, my eyes settling on a picture on the wall. My mother, my father, and my four-year-old self smiled back at me. We were sitting in a kayak in a river. Sunlight reflected off the water, giving the picture a lovely effect. This should have been a fond memory, but looking at it always made me sad. I used to go to a lot of places like that with my parents when I was little, but that all changed one day when we got the horrible news that my father had died in a car accident. Since then, we never traveled much, because my mom and I always thought of him and felt sad when we did. I sighed and walked solemnly up to my room, trying not to think about it anymore. Instead, I thought about the talk I had with Rosie. She was probably right. Maybe I did worry too much.... I just had to remember, it's none of my business. Poppy will be okay. A/N:
"And in a couple of days, I think you mean next week."
Nope. Besides, I'm going to be away at camp for about a month starting tomorrow, so I really needed post another chapter now.
Animala High An Animal Crossing Story by PeanutsBFF Chapter 4 It's none of my business. Everything is fine. Those were the words I kept repeating to myself whenever I felt anxious at night. They seemed especially appropriate for tonight, so I tried it. As usual, it didn't take long for me to fall asleep. Rosie was right. I worried too much. Before I knew it, it was morning again, and I was feeling a lot more refreshed. Second period came, and I was sitting at my usual table again. Our discussion of Ms. Phyllis and how the homework was completely undoable was similar to yesterday's. Bob hadn't even done the homework, Mint was exasperated, and Rosie was growling. The newspaper routine continued as normal as well. "Still don't have the homework in, I see," I heard her shout towards the end of her rounds. "Just because you're a new student doesn't mean you can slack off all the time." I immediately looked over to the next table when I heard the words "new student." Sure enough, she was talking to Poppy, her pink, makeup-covered face far too close to the squirrel's. I knew I'd told myself it was none of my business, but seeing Ms. Phyllis and Poppy again reminded me of how much this whole situation had bothered me, so I listened closely. "I-I-I'm sorry..." Poppy stuttered. "I d-didn't know what the a-assignment was...." "Well now," Ms. Phyllis grumbled, using that tone that lets everyone know that they're in real trouble, "that's not my fault, now is it?" Yes it is, Ms. I'm-Far-Too-Busy-Not-Teaching-To-Write-Down-The-Homework, I thought, but I didn't dare say it out loud. "I'm sorry..." Poppy said meekly, getting even quieter than usual. "I'm r-really sorry..." I looked a little closer. Poppy had a large bandage under her left eye. I figured that Ms. Phyllis must have given her detention yesterday. I know from experience that all she does in detention with her is hit you in the face for half an hour. I also noticed that Poppy had a book open in front of her, but it wasn't a math book. One page was covered in writing, and I think the next page had some too, but I couldn't really tell. "Sure you're sorry," I heard another snooty voice say. Oh no. It was Pecan. "You're probably just taking advantage of your new-ness. I can see right through you." "N-no...I..." I had to strain my ears to hear what Poppy was saying now. I was always told I had good hearing, especially for a squirrel. "Shut up, Pecan," said a cat named Merry, a friend of mine who was sitting nearby. "It's not like Ms. Phyllis makes the homework clear. Besides, 'newness'? That's not even a word." "That's a week's worth of detention, Merry!" Ms. Phyllis snapped. Pecan picked up Poppy's book. "What's this?" "P-please give it back," Poppy said, a little louder but with her voice wavering a little. Pecan laughed. "Why bother? It's probably all doom and gloom, considering what a ball of sunshine you are. I mean, honestly. Who died?" Poppy went quiet, trembling heavily, then she put her paws up to her eyes. She was crying. Pecan rolled her eyes. "Ugh. What a baby." Poppy just got up and ran out of the room. Everyone was quiet for a second, but then I got up and ran towards the door. "Poppy, wait!" "Hold it!" Ms. Phyllis held out her wing. "You may not leave my class." "But..." I stammered, "but she-" "There's no place for crybabies in my class. She can come back when she learns to be more mature. Now go back to your seat!" More mature? This coming from the grown woman who shrieks at everyone! I had nothing to say to her. I just walked back to my table and grimaced. I was grimacing at her for being a jerk, and at myself for just letting that whole scene play out. N/A: It's been a while, hasn't it?
Well, I'm back from camp, and here's a long chapter. Hope you enjoy!