The Ripple Affect
By: Xiao
-- Prologue --
'Oh, dandy! You expect to come to a school and be welcomed by everyone, yet you find that everyone is already happy with their groups and not accepting new members. Everyone belongs to something, which makes you the outcast. Well, at least at my old school we welcomed the new kid. And at least the new kids over there don't have to go through what I am going through now. ' '
'I suppose the only good thing about this is the fact that there is one guy who seems to be like a guy from my old school. Dark blue hair, matching eyes, glasses. Maybe if I'm lucky he could actually turn out to be like someone from my old school. But who knows, he's probably in his own group. Yeah. I bet you he is pretty popular, well, after all, the Xavier was popular. But who knows, that blue haired guy isn't Xavier. But it doesn't seem to make a difference if that guy is popular or not, just looking around the hallway you can tell that EVERYONE is in a group. I bet you that there isn't even another outcast like me. I bet you they haven't even ever had a new kid here, 'cause they're all in a group! If there was another new kid, they would probably be an outcast like me.'
She sighed and let her head drop, her arms wrapping around her chest. This was hell, she had decided. 'Now, my dear Tomoyo, you are destined to sit alone at lunch, talk to no one, and live in complete and utter hell. The outcast! What a lovely title.' She lifted her own sapphire eyes as she grabbed a tray between her pale digits and made her way down the lunch line. Silently, she paid, and then went into the lunch hall. Not many people were there, and the rest were in view from the window. Everyone sitting in clumps, eating and talking and doing whatever just happened to be on her mind.
'What did you expect, Tomoyo? Of course everyone is in their groups just as you knew they--' Her own sapphire eyes locked onto the blue haired, blue eyed with glasses boy. There he sat, alone, reading a book. She had even stopped dead in her tracks and just stared.
'Impossible.'
'It's just not right, he's supposed to be in his own group.'
'He's supposed to be the guy who everyone loves, just like Xavier was.'
'I'm supposed to be the only one going through complete and utter hell.'
'I'm.. not the only one?'
'No! He.. He.. Just no one has sat with him yet. They're all still in the lunch line!'
She looked behind her, at the door to the line. No one stood there, and slowly the lunch ladies were cleaning everything up, and then one of the women came to the door and quietly shutting it, showing that there was no longer any food to be served to them. Tomoyo slowly looked back at him, and with a slow deep breath, shook her head lightly and began walking slowly over to his table.
'Well, here is your time to shine. Here is your time to make a friend, and lose yourself and his of that horrible title of being an outcast. Just act like your normal self, and then he'll warm up and you and him will be friends. Nothing can go wrong now, since everything bad has just faded away with one glance.'
She stopped dead in her tracks, a few feet behind him, her eyes locked on his wrist as she saw him turn a page in his book. His sleeves had been rolled up, and a few lines of red dashed neatly across. 'What the hell is going on…'
By: Xiao
-- Prologue --
'Oh, dandy! You expect to come to a school and be welcomed by everyone, yet you find that everyone is already happy with their groups and not accepting new members. Everyone belongs to something, which makes you the outcast. Well, at least at my old school we welcomed the new kid. And at least the new kids over there don't have to go through what I am going through now. ' '
'I suppose the only good thing about this is the fact that there is one guy who seems to be like a guy from my old school. Dark blue hair, matching eyes, glasses. Maybe if I'm lucky he could actually turn out to be like someone from my old school. But who knows, he's probably in his own group. Yeah. I bet you he is pretty popular, well, after all, the Xavier was popular. But who knows, that blue haired guy isn't Xavier. But it doesn't seem to make a difference if that guy is popular or not, just looking around the hallway you can tell that EVERYONE is in a group. I bet you that there isn't even another outcast like me. I bet you they haven't even ever had a new kid here, 'cause they're all in a group! If there was another new kid, they would probably be an outcast like me.'
She sighed and let her head drop, her arms wrapping around her chest. This was hell, she had decided. 'Now, my dear Tomoyo, you are destined to sit alone at lunch, talk to no one, and live in complete and utter hell. The outcast! What a lovely title.' She lifted her own sapphire eyes as she grabbed a tray between her pale digits and made her way down the lunch line. Silently, she paid, and then went into the lunch hall. Not many people were there, and the rest were in view from the window. Everyone sitting in clumps, eating and talking and doing whatever just happened to be on her mind.
'What did you expect, Tomoyo? Of course everyone is in their groups just as you knew they--' Her own sapphire eyes locked onto the blue haired, blue eyed with glasses boy. There he sat, alone, reading a book. She had even stopped dead in her tracks and just stared.
'Impossible.'
'It's just not right, he's supposed to be in his own group.'
'He's supposed to be the guy who everyone loves, just like Xavier was.'
'I'm supposed to be the only one going through complete and utter hell.'
'I'm.. not the only one?'
'No! He.. He.. Just no one has sat with him yet. They're all still in the lunch line!'
She looked behind her, at the door to the line. No one stood there, and slowly the lunch ladies were cleaning everything up, and then one of the women came to the door and quietly shutting it, showing that there was no longer any food to be served to them. Tomoyo slowly looked back at him, and with a slow deep breath, shook her head lightly and began walking slowly over to his table.
'Well, here is your time to shine. Here is your time to make a friend, and lose yourself and his of that horrible title of being an outcast. Just act like your normal self, and then he'll warm up and you and him will be friends. Nothing can go wrong now, since everything bad has just faded away with one glance.'
She stopped dead in her tracks, a few feet behind him, her eyes locked on his wrist as she saw him turn a page in his book. His sleeves had been rolled up, and a few lines of red dashed neatly across. 'What the hell is going on…'