Judgement Apparatus

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Chapter 1
Earning Factors

The alarm clock buzzed loudly as Taro shot up from his sleep. He groaned loudly and slammed his hand on the top of his dresser, reaching for the noisy machine. His face was dug into the pillow, and he fumbled around to press the snooze button. He had to finally look up and see that it was on the floor. He grunted and leaned off the bed, falling face first to the ground. He yelled out as the bed toppled over on him. His little brother knocked at his door. "Taro... are you alright? I moved your alarm clock so you would actually wake up in time for school today." Taro groaned loudly and lifted the mattress of his head. "Gee... thanks Fargo..." Fargo's footsteps could be heard walking away from his door and heading down the stairs.

Taro sighed angrily and pushed the alarm clock away from him as he sat up. He rubbed his neck and looked around his bland room. He closed his eyes and stood up slowly, stretching his now sore back. He popped his spine and grunted as he walked over to his closet to take out his clothes for school. He hated the uniform, but he knew he couldn't go without it. He remembered that History class would be starting it's new studies on Archeology. He smiled and hurriedly got dressed.

He half ran down the stairs when he was ready and stumbled forward towards the door. "Taro!! Don't you want some breakfast?" Taro laughed and shook his head as he opened it. "No thanks Fargo... You suck at cooking." Fargo put his hands on his hips and puffed out his cheeks. "Well sooorry, I just thought it would be nice... Fine... I'll just go back to my lab..." He threw off the apron he had on and stormed off to the basement. Taro shook his head and smiled as he left. Fargo's cooking really was terrible, and he knew he would hear it from him later after school.

The bus pulled up screeching it's brakes in front of his house. Taro waved his hand and yelled, "Hey!! Wait for me!!!" The bus driver frowned and opened the doors, looking at his watch as he did. Taro jumped in and headed to the back. A large boy sat at the back, waving to him to sit down. "Taro!! Over here!!! I got your spot!!!" He scooted over and smiled goofily. Taro shook his head at his large friend as he sat down. "Like anyone would try to sit by you, you're a monster Moshi..." Moshi laughed loudly and slapped the baclk of the seat. "Well sure, just to save your spot for ya..." Taro smirked and looked out the window as they took off for school.

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Moshi bumped him and nearly knocked him off the seat. He grabbed ahold of him before he did. "Oh, sorry Taro, guess my strength is a little too much for ya." Taro huffed and brushed his arm. "Yea I guess so, but what did you need Moshi?" Moshi smiled and leaned in close to his ear. "You know about the new girl right?" Taro looked at him and shook his head. "No, what's she look like?" Moshi smiled and pointed towards the front of the bus. "Look for yourself, she's pretty cute..." Taro peeked up from the seat and looked at where Moshi was pointing. His eyes widened when he saw her. Her hair was cut long and it blew in the wind coming from her open window. Freckles dotted her face as her golden hair billowed around her. She sat motionless, a sad expression on her face as she looked out the open window.

Taro leaned over and whispered. "What's her name?" Moshi chuckled and leaned back. "Nobody knows, she hasn't talked to anyone since she got on. Practically everyone on here has tried, but she just gives a blank stare and looks back out the window." Taro tilted his head and looked back at the girl. "I guess she's shy... Maybe I'll give it a shot." Taro stood up and walked up the aisle. He stood next to her seat and smiled. "Hey there, may I have a seat?" The girl turned her head and stared up at him. She scooted over for him to sit, keeping her stare fixed on his face. He smiled warily and sat down. "Thanks, I just needed a seat near the front today. So, where you from?"

The girl continued staring at him, not moving an inch as the air blew her hair about her face. He chuckled softly and leaned back in the seat. "Alright then, I guess you're not much of a..." She poked his side and frowned. "I talk, I just don't talk very well." There was a slight accent to her voice, but he couldn't place it. He smiled and put out his hand. "Alright then, my name's Taro." She looked down at his hand and took it in hers. "Bella, nice to meet you Taro." She turned her head back and looked out the window. He tilted his head and looked at her. He sighed heavily when he realized she was off again and hung his head. "Great... Bella...."

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Chapter 2
Interesting Factors

Taro sat next to her, trying to think of something to talk about with her. He twitched his lips back and forth, not coming up with a thing. He crossed his legs in front of him and stared at her. She sat looking out the window, that same blank look on her face. He tilted his head and leaned closer to her. "So... Why are you going to our school? Did you move?" She turned to him and stared. "Obviously..." He sighed and nodded. "Yea... That was a silly question..." She tilted her head and stared. "Is there something you want to talk about with me?" Taro smiled, seeing an opportunity to learn more about her. "Oh, yes. I just wanted to know a little about you. Like where you're from, what you like, what you don't like. Stuff like that."

She nodded and took a deep breath. "I come from Russia, my parents are dead, and I like to read. I don't like talking too much and most people learn quickly that I don't like people..." She stared at him, waiting for his response. Taro cringed and gulped. "Well then... Russia huh? What's it like?" Bella's eye twitched and she turned back to the window. "Cold..." Taro hung his head and stared at the floor. "Yea... Couldn't have guessed THAT one..." He continued looking at the floor, feeling a bit defeated.