Disclaimer: I do not own Grand Chase or any of its characters, but I do own this story!
Hello this is Alice! After I got into "The Owner's Guide and Maintenance Manual" series, I thought about writing a real story before I let the poll on my author's page decide which manual I am going to write next. This is going to be one heck of a long project, as I strive for perfection … please review my stories so I can tell what to improve and what to expand on!
Pairings in this story is Lass x Arme!
Please enjoy my fail attempt ... QQ
Prologue: With Me, Forever?
The silver-haired boy looked down at his watch with a slight hint of irritation. The watch read 10:47 a.m. He let out a sigh and leaned against the wall of the gray building.
"Does she even remember what time she was supposed to get here by?" muttering to himself, he stared up at the cloudless blue sky. The morning air was cool on his cheeks.
He's been standing here for a whole hour and forty-seven minutes plus twenty-one seconds exact. He was a perfectionist; he would never be late by a single second. He was sure that this was the right place where she promised him to wait. After all, he had photographical memory. It was impossible that he would ever make a mistake. If he was at the right place at the right time and the girl he promised for a date hadn't shown up yet, it was obvious that she forgot all about their promise. He let out a slight groan.
'Do I leave or do I wait? I'm wasting my precious time to meet her and yet she doesn't show up …'
More time passed. Second by second he felt himself growing more and more agitated.
'What on earth could that klutz be doing to miss out on our first date?'
Just when he was nearing the end of his patience, a familiar purple hair was running this direction in the distance.
"LASSIE!"
She finally showed up … her hair was in a mess and apparently she wore the wrong pair of shoes … The girl ran up to the boy and started catching her breath. Watching the girl's puffed up face attempting to take in oxygen, the boy paused for a moment for the girl to catch her breath.
"Arme, you're late. Not just a minute late but an hour and fifty-two minutes and forty six seconds late exact. What on earth were you doing to stall you for that long?" Ready to have his way with the girl, the boy started protesting in a patronizing tone. He crossed his arms and looked down at the short lady. Sensing her crisis, the girl added as much cuteness and emotion to her voice as possible and started to explain what had happened to her so early in the morning already.
"I'm soo sorry Lassie! You see, on the way here there was this little boy that has lost his mommy! I had to find his parents first! You couldn't expect me to leave him there by himself! After I helped him out, I was in such a hurry to get here I ran into guy with bunch of papers! He got really angry at me and told me to help him sort it out! After I helped him out, I realized that I lost one of my shoes, and ..."
"Okay, okay, I get it. That is just like you, to get yourself in such a mess that you messed up my whole plans for our date." The boy abruptly cut the girl off. He paused for a moment and sighed. Nothing to be done … she was a trouble-magnet.
"Just promise me, that you won't help out any more people today, but just spend the rest of the day with me. Is it a deal Arme?" The girl looked up at the boy with a bright smile.
"It's a promise Lassie!" Arme giggled cheerfully and tugged on the tall boy's arm into a lock.
"Arme, stop calling me that, you're embarrassing me in front of everyone …" The boy nervously looked around, conscious of all the gazes that was turning in their direction. He was stiff for a moment, but he softened as he loosened up and leaned towards the purple haired girl in a playful fashion.
"Anyway, now that you're here," the boy took the girl's hand, leaned down and whispered, "where would you like to go, princess?" Arme giggled at this, impressed with his choice of words.
"Let's go to the amusement park!" The boy just smiled at this. Yes, the rest of his day was going to be perfect, just like according to his plan.
Perfect and flawless, like it was supposed to be … but …
Too bad that a major error occurred that day.