(Why am I Here? [2])

Class enrollment was an extremely easy prospect for Jero, as basically, any class would do for him to take... Although...

"Sorry sir, but we cannot let you join the most advanced class, despite everything... We do have rules that cannot be broken... You will be in cultivation class Z." The snarky guy said while sniffing rigorously and pushing his glasses up nervously.

"Meh, whatever..." shrugged Jero, "How can I raise up through the ranks?" Thinking up to a point, there had to be a way to rise up.

"From class Z it goes in alphabetical order, all the way to A. In order to raise your grade, you will need to fight in the class tournaments..." The guy responded, then thought 'You know, it seems pretty much like a wuxia novel... Tournaments bring the arc... Meh, whatever...'

"Alright, I'll enroll for that tournament right now... I can do that ri-"

"Hurry up pleb!" interrupted a teen in the back, "Just sign up on the tabs in your class goofball!"

"Oh, sorry to bother you! Thanks!" Grabbing a map, Jero turned away while saying, quickly memorizing the map. Meepers looked keenly at the map, seeming to be able to understand it...

After thoroughly understanding where the classroom was, Jero leisurely made his way there. Looking at the time, he picked up the pace.

"Alright, everyone here? If so, the class is now in sess-"

'Boom'

The doors to the lecture hall slammed open, a beaming Jero and Meepers appeared to be the culprits.

"Hey genius, why are you here? Did you really have to break the door down?" Cried an outraged student.

"Why am I here?" Questioned Jero, "To make class Z into class A!" Totally ignoring the second question.

"Ahem, thanks..." the professor started.

"I'm called Jero 'fess!" Jero interjected, wanting everyone to know his name... A few teens in the bleachers smirked at the small bird on the idiot's shoulder, unknowingly, they started doubting the man, the myth, the legend Meepers! (How dare they!)

"MEEP!" Screamed Meepers knowingly. He prickled his feathers, making him seem twice as big... Which with his size, was not intimidating in the least. Meepers cursed at the f***ers, not liking them at all.

"Calm down Meepster, I know you're angry, just... Keep it in for now." Consoled Jero, "Anyways, the ants aren't worth our time." Unknowingly, the teen who the students had been laughing at was had insulted them instead, completely unfazed by them.

"Anyways, please go sit by Britney... Jero..." The professor smiled kindly, although he killed Jero's name like a murderer who stabbed a victim repeatedly, defiled the body, then roasted it over a bonfire, burning all but the ashes, and eating the ashes.

"It's Jero... 'Fess, how are you able to butcher a name so badly!" Jero complained as he took a seat next to Britney, who was a blonde girl with a load of bracelets covering her wrists and arms.

"Heh, small habit... Anyways, the class is now in session." The professor quickly controlled the situation, finally taking roll call.