So you decided to read this? Wow brave you. Now all of this is mine so don't take. Oh and I don't own Gwing someone else does so no sue!! Besides I have no money and the little I do I spend on "anime crap" as the rents call it. Any way enjoy! :p Oh before I forget I can't spell or have my grammar correct *I have no beta ^cries^ I have NO beta* so bare with me as I learn.
^lyrics^ 'thoughts' "speech" emphasis
Different Worlds
Part One
^I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be love suicide
I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life
The ran falls….^
'If only it were true and not some messed up song.'
Today started the first day at a new school. In a new town. With a new family. 'Family. Yeah some family.' He thought with great scorn. It was always a new family. He'd been in and out of orphanages and foster homes since he was five and his hate for them grew everything he was sent out or in.
'Well better get ready. Who knows how long it'll be till they seen me back.'
It was 4:35 then as it took him a half hour to shower then another hour to fix his hair. The rest of the morning was a breeze.
'Homeroom. Well best get in before they drag me in. At least then I'd be able to have some time to look at my classmates before I'm forced to introduce myself.'
He slipped in without notice. It was a specialty of his to be able to get around without making noise or being noticed. A skill that has come in handy several times. The teacher came in and started taking roll call. When she was finished she noticed him in the back of the room. After she saw him she wondered why she didn't notice him before then.
"Excuse me but are you a new student?"
"Yes ma'am I am."
"Oh yes. And your name is…?"
"Maxwell, Duo Maxwell."
"Hello Duo. Would you mind coming to the front of the room and say something about yourself?"
"I'd prefer not to."
"Please Duo? It's just so the class can get to know you better and make you feel more at home."
"I have no home so I can't feel like I'm there." His eyes never lost their sparkle. But with that sentence the room got cold.
"Oh… ok Duo. I'm sure that the class will get to know you well enough by the end of the day."
Beeeeeeep
"There's the bell so you better hurry along to your next class before your late."
"See ya later Mrs. Johnson."
"Good Bye Howard. Mr. Maxwell could I have a word with you?"
"Well Ma'am I really need to be on my way. I don't want to be late for my first class."
The smile he gave was dazzling and she completely forgot what she was going to say.
"Yes oh of course. Have a wonderful first day Mr. Maxwell."
"You too Ma'am."
He went out the door with his braid swinging behind him.
'That is a very peculiar child. I wonder why he's like that.'
History was first. One subject he was good at but could do without. To him it was nothing more that *Nap Time*.
"Ok everyone settle down. Take out your homework and pass it up. And after you do that clear your desk."
"What are we learning about today Mr. Krushenada? I hope it's…"
"Now Catherine before you get talking do me a favor."
"Yeah"
"Be quiet."
"But"
Mr. Krushenada raised an eyebrow at her.
"Ok" she sighed dejectedly.
"Now that that is over. Where is Mr. Maxwell?"
"I'm right here." He said from the back corner of the room. The perfect place to observe with out being observed.
"Is that where you want to sit?"
"Yes."
"So far back? I'll let you know that you can't sleep in here. You'll have to stand in the front of the class if you do."
"Back here suits me fine and don't worry. I won't fall asleep."
"Ok good. Now on to history. In…."
The rest of the morning was relatively the same. Mr. Krushenada talked for the rest of class. Then they had math. Which was equally boring. At least in that class he could sleep. Then came exploratory. A block period that could have been better if it wasn't music with Mrs. Catolina.
'Study Hall for the masses Guidance Counseling for me.'
Duo hated going to counseling. He know they thought something was wrong with him. He knew something was wrong with him. But he didn't care. And that could have been one of the problems.
Study Hall and Bio went by with blessed speed. For now it was time for lunch. Duo had made no friends yet. Not that he cared if he did or not. So he sat with no one, in a dark corner away from everyone.
'I wonder what I have last period. Hm lets see.' He rummaged around his book bag for his schedule to see. "English" he murmured to himself. He hated English class. But loved to write. The only problem was he never let anyone read what he wrote. And if they did they were shocked by all the angst.
He arrived at his class first. He took a seat in the far back and looked around for the teacher. He found her on the other side of the room from him. She sat reading papers and it seemed to be for fun. He watched as she set the papers down, gathered them up and then walk over to him.
"Hello"
"Hello"
"I'm guessing your Duo Maxwell." It was a statement that needed no reply but he nodded his head anyway. "I'm your English teacher, Mrs. Pawliczek. But you can call me Mrs. Paw. It's easier to write." She said with a genuine smile.
'This lady is nearly the opposite of all my other English teachers.'
She was short with intelligent eyes and seemed to have an inner sparkle that lit when she smiled. He knew by the look of her that she was very strict but fun. So you feared, admired and respected her all at the same time even if you didn't really like her. The rest of the class walked in as she walked to the front.
The kid that sat in front of him was the class bully, Jeff. Duo usually ignored bullies and thought them a waste of his time. So Duo didn't attention to the kid until he stole the poem that Duo had just written.
"Jeff would you please come to the front of the class and read what that paper says exactly."
"Why not, I didn't write it anyway."
Dread filled Duo with every step that Jeff took. He didn't like it when people read his work and now the whole class would hear it.
"Uh ha um a" Jeff cleared his throat.
"'Home
As the midnight hour draws near
The cold air freezes my flesh
The eerie light from the covered sky
I am at home here
The light from the dawn arrives
Driving back the chill and darkness
The pinkish glow radiating into everything
It all sickens me
Leave me in the dark
Give me that chill
And the covered sky
No dawn light
No retreating darkness
No pinkish glow
This is my home.'
That's some deep shit."
"Jeff don't use that language. And yes it's very deep but very good. Who wrote that?"
"I donno. I took it from the new kid."
"Mr. Maxwell?"
"Yeah that kid"
"Duo, Who wrote that?"
"Um…I did."
"You did. Well that was very good. What inspired you to write it?"
"I don't know. I just…did."
"It's amazing. You mind if I make a copy?"
"No"
"There's no announcements before today's dismissal. You may leave when you are ready."
"Good bye everyone. And remember to do your composition."
And as the door close behind the last student a lone tear ran down her cheek.
TBC