What You Don't Know takes place in a kind of alternate America, where school is all year long. At this point, it is July, not long after "summer" break. Rima, Amu, Tadase, Kukai, Nagihiko, and Nadeshiko are 17, Yaya is 16, Kairi is 15, Utau is 19 and Ikuto is 22. If there's anything you're still confused about, feel free to ask me :D
So without further ado, please enjoy chapter one of What You Don't Know!
Disclaimer: The plot is completely my own. Any similarities to pre-existing books, movies, shows or fan fictions is purely coincidental. I do not own Shugo Chara! or any other licensed products mentioned. (Duh).
Chapter 1
"Do you have your paperwork, Rima?" Mrs. Mashiro asked her daughter, looking up from her newspaper. The petite blonde rolled her eyes, taking a bite from her cherry Pop tart.
"I'm not ten. Yes, I have the paperwork," Rima replied in that way teenagers had, like they thought their parent's had not brain whatsoever inside their skulls.
"I have to work late tonight," her mother continued, purposefully ignoring the girl's tone, " so can you pick up Emiko after you finish school?"
Rima sighed like the task was such a bother, but smiled at the two year old hoisted on her hip. Rima was the one she wanted when she woke up and neither Mrs. nor Mr. Mashiro could break the habit. Rima ran a hand over her straight blonde hair and kissed her on the cheek before setting her on her booster seat and getting her some cheerios with only a splash of milk, just the way Emi liked it. "That's fine," Rima replied, glancing at the clock. She straightened in shock, dashing over to the counter to get her keys and the remainder of her breakfast. "I've gotta go!"
"Ms. Mashiro. You're late.
Rima rose an eyebrow at the receptionist, fixing the strap on her messenger bag. The artificially brunette woman glared over her half-glasses with a pinched expression, making her wrinkles more pronounced. When the stare down didn't seem to affect Rima, the older woman sighed and turned to look at her computer screen. After pushing a few buttons, the old printer on the other side of the room started to whir, spitting out a few off-white sheets of paper. After retrieving the papers, the receptionist leveled another glare at the blonde teen. "Here's your schedule, a map, and a few pieces of information you may need. You've missed part of first period, so I'll get you a late slip," she added with a put-upon sigh as she pushed a button on the little gray machine sitting on the counter, which clicked out the date and time onto a green slip of paper that had Seiyo High School preprinted in black on it.
"Thanks," Rima said sarcastically, stuffing the papers into her bag and accepting the late slip. Outside the office, Rima looked around, trying to remember how to get to her first period classroom without looking at the map. She'd only been inside the school once, when she'd picked out her classes a few days earlier, but she never wanted to rely on anyone or anything again. Rima looked down at pale scar on her arm, flinching at the memory of how she had gotten it. She shook her head harshly, dispelling the memory. Drama. She had drama first, which meant she needed to go… Rima looked both ways. Left. The drama room was on the hallway to the left. Heading off to her first period class in her new school, Rima's hand unconsciously rubbed against the scar. Would her past follow her even here?
What did you think? It wasn't too bad, right? I know it was short, but it's a first chapter, and I'm not so good at those. It'll be better in a few chapters, I promise. Hang in until then!
What can Rima mean, would her past follow her? Where did she get that scar? :O You'll just have to wait an see ;P