So this is a multi-chapter story I'm going to start. I'm starting this story for NaNoWriMo, which I think I'm too late for since it's nearly the middle of November, xD. I hope you like this story. This story is set in a sort of modern Weyard, similar to today's Earth. Involves heavy Mudshipping, Flameshipping, slight Windshipping, and one-sided Weirdshipping. Will contain some mature content, so rating may rise in future installments. Reviews and critique are deeply appreciated, so please do that.
I hope you enjoy this story.
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Happiness - Chapter 1: Firsts and Changes
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Sometimes, it's hard to start a new life. Especially if you're leaving many people you love behind.
I didn't really know why we had to move in the first place. My mom sees it as something more like a new beginning, after Dad left us for his woman. That filthy man.
So now, it's me, my mom, and older brother Alex who's left. We're on our way down to the city of Vale, the place where my cousin Piers lives. My mother says that maybe we'll be able to fit in nicely with our cousin, and maybe she'll even have time to console herself too. I feel so bad for Mom, seeing as the man of her dreams just left her for some secretary at my Dad's workplace. Oh man, when I ever get the time, I will give him and his dog a piece of my mind.
So our car pulls in into the driveway of my new home after several hours of driving. I look up at the monstrosity and ponder at it. "It doesn't look too bad.", I think. In fact, I'm surprised how Mom can even afford such a thing.
The house was moderately large, and looked like one of the more modern homes nowadays, but just with a little tinge of old fashion in the mix.
As I got out of the old hatchback, I stared around at the neighborhood. Seemed very nice, very calm. "Good for Mom.", I think to myself. Suddenly, I hear a door slam, and soon enough, I see Piers walking out of our house carrying boxes, much like the moving helpers that Mom ordered.
"Hey, it's the gang! What took you so long?", he says to us.
I don't feel like going into conversation at the moment, so I walk inside the house, trying to look for my room. Behind me, I hear Piers chattering to my mom about everything. Sometimes, I consider Piers as annoying and just a little flamboyant.
I walk up some stairs, and look in some corridors, and then I see my bed. I kick of my shoes and flop onto the bed. My thoughts soon overwhelm me, and I drift off to sleep.
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Weeks, weeks since we moved from Imil to Vale, but I still feel very different, almost alien, to all these new things. I miss my friends Megan and Justin terribly, and I don't know anybody here other than my own family. I'm not usually like this. I'm usually so full of joy and happiness. I just wish things returned to the way they used to be.
Happy.
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So it's the first day of school. I'm a sophomore in high school. I'm turning 17 later this year.
Usually, people sway me aside as a freshman who's just moved in from middle school, but I looked pretty mature for my age. As I walked up the steps of my new school, Mt. Aleph District High School, I caught unusual stares from people, mostly the people that were around my age.
"Nice hooters!"
"Who's that?"
"She's so drab."
"Poser much?"
All these comments caught me off guard and I felt my cheeks burning. I pulled my purse, held my binder closer to my chest and made a run for it. Behind me, I hear mockery and laughter, taunting my already worse situation.
I broke through the doors of the high school, making my way through the corridors. When I reached safe territory, I pulled inside a bathroom and sat in a stall.
I slowly calmed my breathing, try to feel relaxed. I don't want to suffer another asthma attack, especially here at my new school.
I came out of the stall and washed my face thoroughly with some cold water. Hopefully it'll bring down the warmth of my pale skin. As I got a towel to dry myself off, the school bell rang. It was then that I realized my homeroom was on the other side of the school, and I know that the school is pretty large, so I immediately broke into a sprint around the hallways of the campus.
The school bell rang again by the time I got to my classroom, and all the empty seats had already been taken. It seems everyone had gotten comfortable already since I couldn't find a single seat in the back and everybody who had already been sitting down were staring at how much of horrible mess I am right now.
I felt my cheeks burning again and I nervously smoothed out the folds and creases of my skirt.
Someone stood up and started to approach me. It was the teacher. Ms...Hama, was it?
"Excuse me, but you are new student here? You seem to be lost."
"No, no, this is my homeroom alright. And yes, I'm a new student.", I mumbled quietly.
"What is your name? I will check my class list to see if you're there."
"Mia. Mia Williams."
Hama scuffled around her desk, looking for the class list under a stack of folders. She quickly pulled out the paper in what the small 10-minute morning class offered her.
"Here we go... Tyler, Tony, Turnblad, Villa, Walters, Willford... Williams!" Hama smiled at me. "There you are. So now... Why don't you go take a seat...um...over...there."
She directed me towards the back, to a seat in the corner I hadn't noticed. It was creepy because it was located near the section with the older kids, and I didn't want to start any trouble.
Did I mention I'm sitting next to someone that looks a like a jerk?
I tried to pay close attention to him as I walked to my seat, but it became hard when I realized I didn't want to catch HIS attention.
From what I saw, he had multiple piercings. Two on his right eyebrow, two around the left corner of his lips, one on top, the other on the bottom. He had wild blonde hair, dark blue eyes, and strong gaze. He had a clean white V-neck shirt on, a black jacket with dark, indistinct patterns, and slim, low-rise, indigo-dyed jeans which I guess had to be sagging. I look down slowly as I get in my seat and see that he has normal black Converse shoes on. Typical bad boy look. But in my opinion, I don't think he looks too bad. In fact, I found him slightly attractive...
Oh my god. Mia, get a hold of yourself. I can't simply be crushing on the first day. I barely even know this guy. He could be the jerk he looks like right now...
I hear the bell ring. Wow. 10 minutes must go by really fast if you're daydreaming.
"Um, before you all leave, would anyone like to show Mia around for the day?"
I hear my homeroom teacher say my name, and I look around nervously.
"I'll do it!!!"
I look around nervously again, but careful not to show it clearly on my face. I see a girl with a red ponytail and matching pink and red accessories approach me.
"Hello, my name is Jenna. You must be...Melanie?"
"Mia.", I corrected.
"Pretty name. Now, let's get out your schedule so I can escort you there and show you around.", she said.
A little shaky, I quickly pulled out my schedule and gave it to her, expecting some sort of insulting comment afterward. I nimbly gave the piece of folded paper to her, and she immediately opened it up. She looked a little surprised.
"Wow. We have the same class together! Let's go before we're late!", she said, before pulling me out of the classroom and dashing to another classroom, just a few corridors down.
"I don't think we needed to be this early...", I said to her as we entered the barely filled classroom. It had only been about 2 minutes, but the classroom was nearly deserted. "Why are we early anyway?", I asked her, feeling a little comfortable to be making something like a friend on my first day.
"This is Mr. Saturos' Trigonometry/Pre-Calculus class. He's like one of the biggest math whizzes this school has ever met. And he's real strict. So usually, people would be here early and get the back seats or they face the teacher."
I shakily got in the seat next to Jenna and looked around again. The clock shows one minute left to get to class, and the classroom was only halfway full. I don't think anybody wants to be in Mr. Saturos' class. Immediately did I do another quick check and I soon spotted the same mess of blonde hair that was sitting next to me in homeroom.
"Hey Jenna. Can I ask you something?" My question nearly got drowned out by the deafening ring of the bell and the chattering late students arriving.
"Yeah, sure. But make it quick. Mr. Saturos is coming."
"Um... Do you know who that guy is?" I looked over the guy with the blonde hair, who was sitting at the opposite side of the room, apparently staring out into space.
Jenna gave me a peculiar look and answered. "That guy? That's Isaac Concord. His dad is CEO of Concord Incorporated. Y'know? That one big car manufacturing company?"
"He's the son?!"
"Ssh! Well, that's mostly why he's pretty much known around here. Other than that, he's one of the known punks around this school. He's been in several fights, but he always comes out victorious, strangely. He's falling into depression, people say. I heard his mother died in a car accident, ironically, and his dad got married to a witch of a stepmom, who are now traveling the world in business trips."
I stared at Isaac intently. "Oh my gosh... I feel bad for him. I guess the reason why he's been depressed is because he technically has no family?"
"That's pretty much it. Some girl named Feizhi asked him out last year, thinking she could cheer him up. They broke up a month and a half later. I heard they never even kissed."
That pretty much answered my question. I just wonder why he hasn't discussed his dilemma with anyone yet...
"So there are some new students joining us this year! And also some returning from last year..."
I looked up to see Mr. Saturos adjusting his glasses and looking down at a sheet of paper. I didn't expect Mr. Saturos to look how he did. He looked to be in his early 30's, with slight wrinkles and spiked blue hair.
"So... Might our new people want to introduce themselves? We have... Ivan Revillo and Mia Williams. Sophomore."
I stood up immediately, afraid of any disobedience anger, and also stood up a golden blonde boy who looked to be no less than 1 inch shorter than me.
"Um... Hi. I'm Ivan, and I came from Kalay."
That introduction didn't seem so extravagant, and now all eyes were on me. I shyly braced myself. "Hello, my name is Mia, and I come from Imil." I expect barrages of questions coming after class.
I quickly sat myself down, people still staring at me, and one of them being Jenna.
"You're a sophomore?! And from Imil?!"
"Ssh!", I whispered. "Mr. Saturos might hear you!"
Before she could answer, Mr. Saturos had already resumed talking. "And we also have one...freshman!"
Jenna and I looked at each other in amazement, as did others in the class.
"Sheba-"
"Ivanova." A small girl, about an inch shorter than Ivan, stood up. She looked stern, her eyes unswayed under her round, blonde haircut. If I'm 5'6", then Ivan is 5'5" and Sheba must be 5'4" or 3".
"I come from Lalivero." Sheba immediately sat down afterwards.
"Well... Now that we've introduced our new students, why don't we get started. We have a lot to review to get our memories back in shape."
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Trigonometry had ended on a boring note, since most of the review questions Mr. Saturos threw at us were easy- well, easy to me. Jenna had to run to P.E. while I walked to Mr. Kraden's room for English, and soon after, Angara History: Course 10.
I didn't see Isaac, Jenna, Ivan, or Sheba at all during the day. But I did see a few glimpses of all of them during lunch, with Jenna finding me and joining me and then inviting me to take a brisk walk around the campus grounds.
And so I headed to my elective class, Drama, which, obviously, was held in the auditorium for the day.
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"Hello, class! My name is Mrs. Kushinada, and I will be your drama teacher! This semester we will be focusing on minor trust building exercises and group activities, just to get our friendly nerves running. And speaking of friends, I see we have a new one in this class."
So we go onto the whole introduction speech thing, which I am growing tired of, since I have been using it all day.
"And just to get you guys ready and riled for the end of the semester, your final semester grade will depend on the school's fall production play, a beautiful classic it is- I'm sure you all know it."
"Sleeping Beauty."
My mouth fell flat. Did I seriously have to participate in a play? I just wish I would receive one of the minor roles, or even better, an understudy to a minor role or maybe even a stagehand.
"If no one cares to sign up for the production, everyone will have to be put on an elimination board. Casting is next week. Now that I got that out of my system, why don't we get started?" Mrs. Kushinada grins at all of us, making me shaky.
I lower my head in embarrassment and look slightly to my right. On my far right, I see Isaac, his messy, dirty blonde hair poking out in the back row of the seats in the auditorium. He catches my stare with his cold, blue eyes and I immediately retreat my gaze. My pale cheeks turn hot pink with shyness.
I'm not sure if I'm going to like it here.