Bowser's POV:

Ungh... What happened... All I remember is climbing out a window, sneaking out, and then after the sun fully set..... Nothing. But it's really weird that I don't remem-!... Uh... Yeah, so, uh...

Oh, I should probably get back to my room... I make my way over to college again.

...

Huh?

Ya' want to know why I snuck out? Well, I'm probably not telling you, or anyone, really.

Once I reached school again, I start to climb up the wall, and no, I am not secretly Spider-Koopa, I just used my claws. I reached my window, open it, and climbed back in my room, undetected.

Well, that's what I thought.

A soon as I close the window, I turn around, just to see Lavanne.

In my room.

Again.

I try to stay calm because most of the others are still probably asleep, and yelling would just wake them up, so I keep my voice to a whisper.

Bowser: Why are you in- 

Lavanne: What were you doing?

Bowser: Why are you in my room again?

Lavanne: Because I heard you sneak out.

Bowser: Well, you still shouldn't be in here.

Lavanne: And you shouldn't be sneaki-

She pauses for no apparent reason, to me. But then I see it, a spider landed on her, and when she saw it, she almost screamed, but I clap my hand over her mouth and let the spider crawl onto my arm.

Bowser: Relax, it's only-

Lavanne: A spider! How are you not scared?

Bowser: Because Terry's my pet tarantula.

Lavanne: Wh-... What?!

Bowser: He's been my pet ever since I was a kid because Kamek put a spell on him to keep him alive.

Just then, Terry crawls onto my head and chirps, staring at her, making her take a step back and trip, crashing into the floor. Moments later, a knock comes at my door.

Mr. Chuck: What's happening in there?

I open the door, and there he was, right in front of it.

Bowser: She snuck in!

& (This means they said it at the same time.)

Lavanne: He snuck out!

Mr. Chuck: Hmm... Both of you, with me.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Lavanne glaring at me, but I ignore her, as we go to math class. As soon as we get inside, he starts interrogating us.

Mr. Chuck: So, Bowser, what happened in there?

Bowser: She snuck into my room, just like she did the first day she got here.

Mr. Chuck: And your side of the story, Lavanne?

Lavanne: I was just checking on him, because I heard his window open, and when he came back, he yanked me in there!

Bowser: Liar. And Lavanne, is this yours?

I pull an orange Bobby Pin out of my shell, and she immediately recognizes it.

Lavanne: Hey, that's mine! Where'd you get it?

Bowser: I found it in my doorknob when you snuck in the first day, and there was another one identical to that one in my doorknob today.

I pull another orange Bobby Pin out of my shell, and she yanks it and looks away.

Lavanne: Well, you snuck out...

Bowser: And I can own up to it, at least, unlike you.

Lavanne: Well what were you doing out there?

Bowser: Like I'd tell you.

Lavanne: Well, you better, or else I'll-

Mr. Chuck: That's enough. Both of you, back to your rooms.

We both head back, and once we turn the corner, she grabs my arm.

Lavanne: Tell me what you were doing, now.

But I ignore her and keep walking, eventually making her drag behind me until she let go. I enter my room and lock the door before she can come in, and lie down until I fall asleep.

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I wake up and look around my room, in case Lavanne was there again.

Thankfully, she wasn't.

This time, it was actually time for class, though.

I gather my stuff and walk out. No encounters this time, except Rosalina, and Luigi. We were walking to class together.

Then Luigi pipes up.

Luigi: Happy late Birthday, Bowser!

I freeze.

How did he know?

Rosalina: Uh, Bowser? Hello?

Bowser: How, ho- what-... How?

Luigi: Lucky guess. You always act this way every time this exact day every year, so I figured.

Bowser: Am I really that obvious?

Rosalina: Kinda, yeah. Especially this time! You always act secretive, and kinda annoyed, and, well, shady...

Bowser: Yeah... And by your face right now, I know you know something else.

Luigi: Yeah, did you sneak out last night?

I freeze again.

Rosalina: I'm guessing yes.

Luigi: Why?

Bowser: Ok, How'd you know this time?

Luigi: I heard you open your window.

Bowser: Oh. Why do I have to be so obvious?

Rosalina: You can answer that question later. Right now, it's class time.

Bowser: Right, Sherlock.

And she was right. We had Math class.

Meaning we had Mr. Chuck.

Crap.

We enter class and sit down next to each other. Luckily, assigned seats were only for the first day, meaning we could sit wherever we want...

Mr. Chuck wasn't here yet, so the others began to talk, and so do we, but soon, I notice Lavanne strut into the room and sit down behind Rosalina, digging her high heel into my tail, again. Why? I don't know. I mean, I know. She might be mad at me for her getting into trouble, but that's her fault for sneaking into my room. Again! But, it's whatever. I ignore it, and she goes back to pestering Rosalina and me, and this time, Luigi, too, but they both ignored it.

Well, Rosalina did.

Luigi did too, for a while, but then, he caught one of the paper balls Lavanne threw and threw it right back at her. Now, of course, this didn't hurt, as it was a paper ball, but boy did it make her angry.

She got out of her chair and tried to slap him, but he ducked and rolled out of his chair. She grabbed Luigi by the throat, picking him up off the ground, choking him, and Rosalina and I spring into action, prying her hands open, making her drop Luigi. Luigi then gave her his famous death stare, but we hear Mr. Chuck's footsteps down the hall, and sit down. Lavanne, on the other hand, raises her hands to smack us. We all block our faces, and not because we're scared, but because Mr. Chuck would see her when he came in. And when he walked in, he walked in at the worst time for her, rendering her busted.

Mr. Chuck: Lavanne, go to the Principal's Office!

Everyone stopped talking and looked at her.

Lavanne: Oh come on! I was just stretching, honest!

Mr. Chuck: You don't look very honest to me. Now go.

Lavanne: Ugh, but I am.

Mario: You mean you were pestering them nonstop?

Lavanne: I was not!

Mario: Oh come on, who else saw it?

Everyone slowly started raising their hand, so Lavanne finally stood up and left.

Lavanne: You guys are the worst...

After that, we (Me, Rosalina, Luigi, & Mario.) did a four-way hi-five. After that, the class was pretty normal. In fact, the whole day was pretty normal.

...

Well...

The whole day, except for lunch.

At lunch, Lavanne was allowed to leave the Principal's Office, and when she came in, well...

Let's just say she wasn't happy.

She stomped over to me and yanked me out of my seat next to Luigi and Rosalina.

Well, she tried.

She pulled and pulled, over and over again, commanding me.

Lavanne: Get up! Get up! Get up!

Bowser: Please, let's, y'know, not make another scene?

Peach: Yeah, let's go away from these losers. You don't need to do this. They aren't worth our time.

Lavanne: No. I NEED to do this.

Bowser/Peach: No, you don't!

Lavanne: Peach, you're supposed to support me. I thought you were my friend.

Peach: I am. But friends are also to tell friends if they aren't making the best choices. Which you haven't been doing since you got here.

Lavanne: Yes I have!

Bowser: Really? Because you've snuck into my room, slapped me, slapped me again, attacked me, chased Rosalina, almost barged into my room, snuck into my room again, got in trouble, lied about it, then attacked Luigi and almost me and Rosalina getting sent to the Principal's Office. I definitely wouldn't want that on my résumé. That's more offenses than I can count on my hands!

When I finished, she was just standing there, gaping at me. But not for long, because she took Peach's hand and stomped off, Muttering, "You only have eight, dumbo...".

Yoshi: Dude, nice one!

Bowser: Thanks, but I think I'm used to her now.

Mario: I mean-a, yeah, she's been-a bothering you since she-a got here.

Luigi: Well, she's here now, and unless she gets into major trouble, she's-a staying with us for the rest of college.

Bowser: Whoopee. This is gonna be fun.

I have never been more sarcastic in my life.

No lie.