Dimension 987 Chapter 1

Chapter 1 of Dimension 987, featuring:
From Saint Anthony's!!
Wan: from 2/4 perpetually happy person, can give you hell when she's angry, good at drawing,
Jean: from 2/7, similar to Wan, slightly addicted to anime, and at times aggressive, ditzy,
Me: from 2/4 slightly emo, smart but lazy, gets aggravated easily, good at figuring things out,
From Yuan Ching!!
Faye: from 2/6, average normal teen, good poetry writer, kind and smart, dating Ryan,
Ryan: from 3/8, addicted to gaming (and paid for it), slightly unfocused, dating Faye,
Theon: from 3/8, smart, mostly unreadable, mostly seen pondering circumstances, responsible.
*facts and character has been slightly altered, including classes.*

Hisagi raced against time as he put his life force into the crystals. the King's men were nearing his runic circle, and he had no time to set up a separate barrier. he frantically began throwing his life force into the crystals. the pulses changed from light pinkish to pure white flashes.
***
Faye felt a jolt in her seat. she took care not to jump up and yell that she had been electrified.
'no one else seemed to have felt it, ' she thought. 'I'll ask the rest about it later.' she concluded, getting back to her 'geography'. the poem she was submitting for the school newsletter as the anonymous writer, 'Blade', was almost completed. she closed her eyes and thought. 'what rhymed with serpent?'
"Faye? Faye!! what are you doing?!" Faye snapped to attention. her teacher was pointing at the question written on the board. What was the difference between shifting cultivation and high tech farming? Faye quickly looked at her notes and looked straight at the geography teacher.
"While shifting cultivation is used for subsistence farming, high tech farming is used for commercial farming. the amount land needed for shifting cultivation is higher than high tech farming, capital needed for high tech farming is higher than that of shifting cultivation, labour needed for shifting cultivation and high tech farming is relatively low, but output per unit area of land for shifting cultivation is lower than output her unit area for high tech farming." Faye thought a little while.
"... miss."
***
Hisagi could hear the war cries now. they were getting alarmingly close to his spot in the Pagoda Garden. this was the most lit spot by the crescent moon in the whole of Dimension 93, and Hisagi had no choice but to come here. the pulses grew stronger.
***
Wan sat up in shock. she restrained herself from yelling for someone to call 911.
Sheri scribbled a long line across her paper and cursed loudly.
'what was that? it felt like a...' Wan thought, looking over at Sheri. for a split second, Sheri had a very pronounced frown on her face. then Sheri looked up. she signalled Wan to watch out for a written note. 'ok then, I'll just wait.' Wan thought, sitting back in her chair contently.
2 minutes later, a note came for Wan, her name clearly labelled across the folded piece in red. she opened the note eagerly, careful to keep her partner from looking at it.
did you feel it?
Wan looked at the 4 ridiculously 'detailed' words and rolled her eyes. Sheri didn't seem to notice. she scribbled on the piece of paper.
Doi.
the paper zoomed across the classroom. before long, Wan saw Kerri passing the folded note to Sheri, and Sheri opened it eagerly. when she saw the single word, she looked at Wan with a 'Ha ha, that's absolutely Hilarious' look. Wan shrugged and returned to her work. of drawing a faerie. she decided to name it Dolphin.
"Sheri, what's the definition of Diffusion?" the teacher asked abruptly. Wan saw Sheri lay the piece of paper flat on the table. 'busted?' Wan worried. it seemed not. Sheri looked confident as she reeled off, "Diffusion is the movement of particles from areas of higher concentration to areas of lower concentration without being shaken or stirred." the teacher looked like she wanted to swallow Sheri alive.
'hey, but didn't all teachers want to do that if the student got it right?' Wan smirked at the retreating science teacher. 'after all, that's one less reason not to punish the student. and since Sheri quoted directly off the textbook, that ridiculously low IQ'ed detention obsessed woman is righted. plus, Sheri can't taste that good anyway.' Wan concluded grimly. she took hold of the note from Ashleigh across the isle as the science teacher turned around to write another one of her formulas on the white board.
I'll go look for Faye, you for Jean. we'll meet up in the foyer to wait for Ryan and Theon to show. that incident could be well underway.
Wan looked at Sheri as they smiled in unison.
Jackpot.
***
Even a trained Sorcerer like Hisagi was forced down on one knee. the pulses grew so strong that any nearby trees were uprooted and thrown into whirlwind. Hisagi was growing desperate, the wind was growing stronger, and it seemed everything but the pulses were blur.
***
Jean fell off her chair. scratch that, it was a wooden stool. it fell with a loud crash onto the floor.
'what in the name of...' she muttered in her brain. 'what the hell was that?!'
"my goodness, Jean, you don't really have to make such a ruckus, do you??" Jean's annoying Art teacher commented. Jean looked up from the floor. she had to admit, compared to the HOD of Art, she had the lower hand. literally. the woman was at least a meter taller than her from the floor.
"no, Miss. sorry, it was an accident." Jean murmured. "well, we can't have too many accidents, now can we?" the art teacher went off in the opposite direction with a huff and left Jean on the floor. Jean was helped up by her partner, Chrissy, in short, Chris. "thanks, Chris." Jean muttered, and Chris nodded briefly before going back to her work. Jean heard soft conversations going between the other classmates as she went back to her worktable. conversations including the words 'mean', 'art teacher', 'witch' and 'fired'.
Jean remembered the feeling she had when she fell off her stool. although she picked up her paintbrush and continued with her still life picture of the Vietnamese pot. 'it was a sudden jerky feeling, like someone had bumped into me on the train because the train had suddenly stopped.' she thought, and she streaked a rush of green across the vase. one streak followed another, and soon the picture took form. Jean dipped the brush in white to add in a couple of reflections.
'something's definitely up. this was just like what Sheri told me. I'll wait in class after school today.' Jean decided, as she dipped the brush in the water before pulling it out in a split second to reduce soaking. the brush flew out of her hand and hit her Art teacher squarely in the middle of her back.
... 'oh crap.'
"JEEEEEEEEEEEEAN!!!!!!"
***
Hisagi watched the pulses get more rhythmic. he stopped throwing life force into the pale pink necklace and let the moonlight do its job. he was confident the ritual would be complete. the King's men seemed trival as the pulses started speeding up. Hisagi felt rejuvenated.
***
Theon's pencil case fell on the floor, his hand frozen in mid air. pens spilled noisily over the floor.
Ryan's PSP nearly slipped through his fingers.
It was especially lucky Ryan and Theon sat together. they turned to each other simultaenously and said softly, "did you feel that?"
"i did." Theon replied curtly.
"i did too, and honestly, you really put the 'curt' in courteous." Ryan replied, and he slipped his PSP into his bag. Theon took his pencil case from Jason, who was sitting in front of him. he quickly thanked him and pulled out a file from under his desk. Ryan nodded at it.
Theon pulled out 5 sheets of paper stapled together and flipped to the second page. "I can't believe you and Sheri would go to such liberties to secure this information. there had better be a hardcopy and a hardcopy for the hardcopy." Ryan said, uncapping his pen. "oh don't worry, there is. besides, I started this, Sheri was even sceptical about it at first." Theon said, and Ryan nodded. "ok, so what does the research say?"
"Theon, what is that item you are holding?" their A-math teacher walked over to their conjoined desks. Theon discreetly switched the file for his math textbook, accidentally grabbing his E-math book instead. "Idiot, it's the other one." Ryan said convincingly. their math teacher walked away to the front of the room. Theon and Ryan took a sigh each and Theon returned to pulling out the stapled bunch of papers.
"There's a jumper in our dimension." he said, looking like he didn't quite believe it himself. 'maybe he didn't.' Ryan thought. 'maybe i don't.' he thought again, but forced himself to believe it. logic appied, and there was enough hard evidence in Theon's file to sell the whole Dimension jumping idea to Newton or Einstein.
'This could be it. we could be on our way to having the most epic adventure in the history of the world.' Theon thought, almost smiling. but he had work. he began shuffling the papers back into place.
"Ryan, we need to tell the others. they all probably felt the jolt as well, but we need to make sure." Theon turned to Ryan, who was writing down the equation for question 25. "yeah. as usual, the others would be waiting for us at the foyer if we need to say something to each other. They'll be waiting for us there." Ryan muttered.
'That incident is well underway.' Theon confirmed with his papers.
'there's a jumper in Singapore.'
***
Hisagi felt the push as he stood up, first on his right foot, then on his left. he smiled as the jet black doors grew out of the ground, chains binding them. bolts came undone and seals were broken. a white flash of pure energy sliced through the chains and the doors broke open. Hisagi said goodbye to the soldiers behind him, frozen in time, and jumped from his dimension, number 86, to Dimension 987.
Ours.