(AN: This is the first time i write a lengthy story, id really appreciate any constructive criticism, thank you and enjoy)
Chapter 1: A Wild Girl.
'I Should Probably introduce myself.
My Name is Johanna Jordy, i am a descendant of the Joestar family, i come from a long lineage of stand users that i can proudly say have made a name for themselves. i myself own a stand, due to this knowledge, i am not accepted into any conventional high school, so i am interested in applying to Breakaway High, since its my only chance at a high school education. i have had an impeccable scholarly record and i believe i should be considered for this school, thank you for your time.
-Johanna Jordy'
"Is this good, Dad?" the young girl asked her father, handing him the perusonal essay she composed for judgement.
"hm... it seems a bit short, but i think it'll be alright. just write a few more stuff in and i'll take it to the post office on the way to work." replied the man, Johnson Jordy. returning the paper back to his daughter.
Johanna sighs semi-exhausted, she had been writing the same essay for a few days now, she really wanted to go to school. its the year 2070, by this time it was considered dangerous for a person who owned a stand to enter a public education space, such as a school or a library. so it was illegal for stand users to enter school grounds due to the known sheer destructive power of these abilities, this school was located somewhere
in the middle of the pacific ocean, on a man made island that was created by a cooperative deal between the Speedwagon Foundation and the United Nations, as a solution to the use of stands on school grounds, many people just feigned not having a stand throughout their school lives, Johanna had been doing the same. but she lost it and had unintentionally unleashed her stand upon school bullies who were harassing one of her friends. she got expelled because of this and now its down on her permanent record that she owns a stand, now she is desperate to enter a high school since it was already about to be august. she was running out of time.
Johanna finally finished rewriting the essay for the millionth time and handed it over to her father once again.
"Pa, im tired. is this good enough now?" she said, devastated by burnout.
Her father gave the long body of text a very good look.
hm... yup, seems great, good job!" he replied, Johanna almost fainting in relief
"Ugh! Finally! can i go to bed now!?" the young teenager uttered out, her father nodding gently.
"Good night sweetie! see you in the morning." Johnson said, kissing her lightly on the forehead, he left the paper on the table of the diner, heading to his own room. Johanna bolts to her own, happy she can finally rest, it was 1:23 am and she faints on the bed, ready to dream of how her new school is gonna be.
-the next morning-
Johanna wakes up later than usual, its 11:20 by the time she gets out of bed, she changed quickly out of her PJ's and goes downstairs for breakfast, her parents aren't around, 'they must be at work' she thinks to herself. as she finished up her bowl of cereal, she immediately heads out to the town, they lived in San Andreas, California. right next to the sea.
she meets up with one of her friends, Yumi.
They meet up at the pier on the beach, observing the view of the sea in the distance.
"So how is this alternative school business going for ya?"inquired Yumi.
"i guess its going smoothly, my dad should have sent the application letter 'n stuff to the school. the dang place is apparently smack dab in the middle of the ocean. i kinda dont wanna go so far, but its my only chance at going to school." Said Johanna, worryingly.
Yumi places a hand on Johanna's shoulder reassuringly. " it's alright, it's not like we are gonna be completely isolated, we still got our phones to text eachother!"
"well i mean yeah, but it just won't be the same without you physically here with me." Johanna replied, a low mooded smirk on her face.
"well sure. hey! wanna go trash blasting one last time before you gone!?" Yumi replied, trying to lift her spirit up.
"...heh, you always know that im down!" Johanna responded, uplifted again.
The two girls chat for a bit longer before heading to the beach, yumi carried a bag filled with random trash they found on the way. they stand at the edge of the beach, with few people around, Yumi grabs a piece of a cardboard and flings it towards Johanna, who stands directly in front of her at a distance.
Yumi, being a regular person cannot see how johanna does it, but she observes how the cardboard she tossed is compressed into nothing and how it blows up in tye middle of the sky.
in reality, this is the work of Johanna's Stand, 'Wild Cherry'.
A Humanoid shaped punching ghost with light pink 'skin' and many red ball joints resembling Cherries, it is decorated with a grass skirt and apears to have leaves where hair should be, Wild Cherry's Power is the creation of what johanna describes as 'Cherry Bombs' that explode into a firework like display that even non-stand users can see.
They keep at it for about a few hours later, it is nearing sunset by the time they are over, they say there farewells and take their way to their respective homes.
Johanna as she walks back home, hears ruckus occurring in an alleyway nearby. she takes a brief detour to investigate the noise further.
she peeks over a corner of the narrow street, witnessing how an innocent man is being mugged, a guy with a very muscular build wearing a ski mask threatening to murder the poor gentleman if he isn't willing to give up his possessions.
Johanna feels aggravated by the situation, really hoping to help in some way, to her surprise she doesn't have much of a choice as she accidentally knocked over a trash can, catching the robber's attention. she hides back behind the walk, hearing the clopping of the big man's shoes.
"crap, what do i do?..." Johanna thought to herself, she really wanted to intervene in the beginning, but now she is being endangered by her own curiosity, her only option was to use her stand to defend herself, but she hadn't used it against people, the time she did so at her old school was out of pure instinct, and didnt know how to control it, but now she had to choose between using her stand or to die.
time is basically out now, while she rambles her options, the man is now standing right in front of her, looming over menacingly; the man mutters out in a deep and grizzled voice.
"Excuse me little lady, you shouldn't have meddled into someone else's business. or are you perhaps sent here by them old geezers trying to squeeze the money out of me?"
she is paralyzed in fear, not knowing what to do, she observes the man lift his pocket knife up and behind him, seeming about to strike her with it.
the man spoke in a slightly angrier tone. "This will teach you not to get into other people's business! Now Die!"
once again, by pure instinct just like in her old school, her stand is drawn forth, it shoots out a single very powerful punch right in the imposing man's face. he drops the knife, being knocked backwards, breaking through the abandoned alley's brick walls.
"WHAT the hell was that!?" the criminal uttered out in pain, as he tries to get up, only to be met with a flurry of punches by the stand, to this man is seemed like the air itself is punishing him for his dirty deeds, only faintly hearing a furious voice belonging to a lady? "buki, buki, buki!" was herd with each individual strike.
when it's over, the man layed there on the floor of the abandoned warehouse he landed in, johanna walked over to the barely conscious man.
"Geez dude, you thugs really don't learn do you? in this day and age you don't go around stabbing random people, most of us can fight back like ten times harder y'know... god damn..."
she exits the hole in the building, seeing the other guy still sitting against the wall, a look of horror on his face, Johanna walked over to him, reaching her hand out, offering to help him get up.
"are you ok sir? do you need any help getting up?" she asked candidly, the man still seemed petrified in fear, he muttered out in a stuttery and mortified voice. "y-you one of them st-st-stand users, are y-ye not?" confused she simply nods in affirmation, the guy gets up and stares her down with blank, and fearful eyes.
the man then proceeded to bolt away, cowering and yelling out in terror something along the lines of 'stand girl, stand girl'. Johanna just looked as the man she had just saved skedaddles away, she just says 'god damn...' under her breath and begins to walk back home.
when she arrives back home, her parents are still gone, still at work presumably. she just changes back into her pajamas and winds down while watching tv with some snacks she grabbed at random.
her father comes home around 10:55 pm, he has an envelope in his hand, and called out for johanna, she makes her way to him. "hey dad, did you send my application to the school yet?"
"why i did indeed, say did you hear the local news? a guy got beaten up to near death this afternoon, a witness claimed that it was a blonde young girl with 'pink-ass clothin', tell me... you don't have anything to do with that, do you?" he says, in a very serious tone in contrast to how he usually is.
Johanna just stays silent, not knowing what to say; she WAS involved in that scenario after all.
"just... be careful next time you are walkin around town, you dont know how to restrain yourself so you just let it all loose, that guy could have been killed, since the guy was found buried in rubble, im not saying you can't do anything about it, im sure you did it in self defense. just try not to go around and smackin people in the face that badly , got it?"
Johanna just nodded, looking down at her feet.
"i guess i'll clock out for the night, good night sweetie..." Johnson says to his daughter, heading to his bedroom, Johanna heads to her own, frustrated at her own will to help, since it apparently got her in trouble.
she drifts asleep, waiting for the day to end...
a few days pass and she wakes up to a white envelope with a little symbol of an eagle in front of an oak tree, she realizes that its the results of ver entry application. she opened it up slowly, tensions building up within her:
"Dear Johanna Jordy.
We are happy to inform you that we have looked at your application to enter Breakaway High School, Located in the middle of the pacific ocean, after much consideration, we have decided that you qualify for a scholarship for a full four years of education.
signed- Mrs. Bellum Grande"
Johanna smiles, proudly saying to herself: "i did it... I got in!"
———TO BE CONTINUED———