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A young girl in her late teens stepped off the plane and into the artificially lit airport. She squinted at the harsh glare on her eyes, after just coming off a dark plane. Looking down at her watch she grimaced, it read 2:30 AM. The plane ride had taken roughly twelve hours. The girl looked up with her light blue eyes scanning the small crowd of about twenty people, eyes now adjusting to the harsh lighting in the airport. She was wearing black pants with black boots and a blue tank top that had a red and yellow 'S' on it. And a black jacket tied loosely around her slender waist. She had shoulder length blonde hair with two blue stripes in it, that started just behind her bangs, they were only a little more than two inches wide, but very dramatic against her pale face and set off nicely by her piercing blue eyes. At 5' 7" she had a very stubborn yet confident air about her that made her look older than her seventeen years.
"Miss Max?" A tap came at her shoulder, she looked behind her and up about a foot into the dark brown eyes of her guardian.
"Yes George?" She asked swiping a strand of bright blue hair away from her eyes.
"I suggest we go now! You have to be up early in the morning to start school." He said smiling softly at her. "Let the bodyguards get the luggage and take a cab." She looked at him her cold blue eyes softening slightly before hardening as she looked at the two men dressed in black suits.
"Would that be alright with you?" She said quietly as the two men nodded. She dug in her pocket and handed them some money for the cab and the address of where she would be staying. They nodded and left silently.
"The Limo is waiting Miss Max." Said the man she had called George. She lifted her black messenger bag higher on her shoulder and started walking, letting George take the lead. She walked through the airport her head held high ignoring the stares that were aimed her way. She was not sure why they were staring, if it was beacuse shewas american, or maybe because they regognised her? Or there was the possibility they were staring because she was beautiful, though she did not think of her self that way. George had always said that she was beautiful, but she just wrote it off as the rambilings of a father figure. George walked to the door that led outside and opened it for her. She sighed as the harsh artificial lights faded to be replaced by the full moon and the fresh, cool breeze. She looked up at the two limos waiting; one had a blue logo that read 'KC' on the side. The other was plain black; she assumed that one was hers since George was waking towards it. She closed her eyes and let the cool breeze move her hair, she opened her eyes again as she heard the door behind her open. She sighed as she started walking towards the Limo.
"Brother do you know who she is? She looks very familiar." she turned her head as she heard this question, looking up to see two boys. One a bit older than her with brunette hair and sapphire eyes, the other boy was probably around ten years younger than she was, with long black hair and violet eyes; he was the one who had asked the question. The older boy walking next to him looked over at The Girl, meeting her gaze for a second before she looked away and climbed in the limo, giving the driver a signal and leaving the pick-up area.
"Mokuba, that's Max Harper. America's number one duelist and youngest Business Woman." The older boy with the sapphire eyes said looking down at the younger boy.
"Oh, I wonder what she is doing here!" Mokuba said with a sleepy smile and a yawn.
"Let's go home and get you to bed!" The boy with the sapphire eyes said looking kindly down at the kid named Mokuba. Then staring after the Girls limo as it rounded the corner...
This girl is Hax Harper, America's number one duelist and youngest business woman.
"Miss Max, Please wake up! It's time for you to get ready for school." Max heard an annoyingly chipper feminine voice call out while shaking her shoulder gently. She opened her sleepy eyes to look at the cause of the voice.
"Welcome to Domino city! I'm your new personal maid. Kuina!" She said smiling down at Max; Max moved her head to the side looking at the clock. It read 7:01. She had gotten to sleep probably two hours ago, crashing on top of her black comforter, still in the clothes she wore from the airport. Max groaned rolling out of bed. She looked at the new maid who was watching what she was doing.
"What?" Max asked stretching "Don't you have something to do?" Kuina looked at Max surprise evident on her face.
"Well no Miss! I'm your maid. I do what you tell me to do." Kuina explained with a smile.
"Okay then! Take the day off!" Max said looking through the suitcase for some clothes.
"I can't Mr. George said that you would say that and that I could not!" She looked at Max humor shinning in her eyes. "And Miss, the school you are going to requires a uniform." Max looked up curious.
"Okay, can you show it to me?" Max asked raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, Miss." Kuina nodded and pointed. Max looked over to the overstuffed chair someone had put in her room. On it was a blue mini skirt, a white dress shirt and a pink jacket. Max's eyes widened in horror.
"Okay! Did it say in the letter that the uniform had to be these colors?" Max turned back to Kuina. She looked at Max and shook her head.
"No Miss." She said picking up the letter that came with the uniform and reading it again.
"Alright! How about I wear what I had picked out. And you get the seamstress to dye this black and make the skirt longer?" Kuina looked at her and nodded.
"Okay, Miss!" Max looked at Kuina and frowned.
"Please stop calling me 'Miss'! My name is Max!" Max said absent minded pulling out a brush and some eye make-up.
"Okay, Mi-Max!" Kuina said nervously nodding.
"Good! Now please leave, I'm going to change." Max said still tossing things form the suitcase to her bed. Max straightened and looked up, Kuina was already gone.
"Hn!" Max said walking to the bathroom that was attached to the room. She walked out ten minutes later wrapped in a towel, with black eye shadow and clear lip gloss on. Max looked over making sure the door was closed before she took off the towel and pulled her undergarments on. Followed by a pair of black cargo pants, a black long sleeved shirt with a red tank top on over it. She sat down and pulled her black boots on. Max picked up the brush she had earlier and started pulling it through her shoulder length blonde hair, she had only had about two and a half hours of sleep so it wasn't that tangled, taking a rubber band off the handle of the brush she pulled her hair into a high ponytail, letting the two blue strips hang down in front of her ears. Max looked over at the clock it was now 7:45. She got up, picked up her black messenger bag, which had her Laptop, iPod, dueling deck, Your Drawing supplies, Cell Phone and various other oddities. Max opened the door and left her room closing the door behind her, she walked down the hall and to the front door where George was waiting.
"Good Morning Miss Max!" He said with a slight bow.
"There is nothing good about it George!" Max said stopping in front of him. "But, Morning anyways!"
"Ah, Charmingly Cynical again this morning are we?" He said smiling warmly down at her.
"As always!" Max said smirking at him. He shook his head and opened the door for her, walking ahead to open the limo door for her also. "You know I can open my own door?" She said putting her hands on her hips.
"Yes, but where would the fun be in that?" Max frowned at George and climbed in the limo, he sat down beside her and the driver started to move.
"Remember to drop me off two blocks away from the High School." George looked at Max curiously.
"Do you think the kids are that stupid that they won't know who you are?" Max looked at George and raised an eyebrow.
"If I answer yes, you'll just call me cynical again." Max said with a detached voice.
"Hmm, first day blues?" George asked. Max continued frowning out the window, but otherwise did nothing.
"Were here Miss Max." The driver said.
"Oh, thanks Mr. Hiro, I'll walk home!" Max said making sure no one was around before she got out of the limo.
"Have a nice day Miss Max!" George said waving as Max closed the door and watched the limo pull slowly away. Max put her hands in her pockets and started the short walk to school. Max walked on in silence while she thought.
'Why can't I just get up earlier and walk all the way to school? Why does--' Max shook her head as some one bumped into her jarring her thoughts. Max looked up to see a boy about four inches taller than she was; he had shaggy dirty blonde hair that fell into his kind golden brown eyes. He looked down at Max and smiled.
"Hey, I'm sorry!" He said grinning "You must be new here? I'm Joey!" Max looked at Joey's offered hand blinking a few times. "You're supposed to shake it!" Joey said grinning again. Max frowned, but thought better of it and extended her hand and took his.
"Yes, I'm new! My name is Max." She said not bothering to smile.
"There is a uniform rule here!" Joey said warningly. Max looked at him and frowned again.
"Yeah, I guess I haven't gotten mine yet." She said lying. "Well, I guess it was nice meeting you, but I have to go." Max said walking past him. Joey turned around and ran after her.
"Did you need me to show you the office?" Joey asked smiling at Max. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath then opened them again.
"No thanks!" Max said faking nice "I have a map that I memorized, but thanks anyways." Max said and walked past Joey again. Little did she know that a pair of sapphire eyes watched her from behind a tinted window, before their owners got out and walked to school.