12 years, that's how long it had been since the parties, smiling faces, diamonds and glamour
NOTE: italics mean thinking
I DON'T OWN GW OR THE BOYS, as much as I would like to…
Ok each chapter is going to named after a quote from a movie of story of something, see if you can guess them all I'll tell you at the end of the chapter
STORY: Chap 1 "a whole new world"
12 years, that's how long it had been since the parties, smiling faces, diamonds and glamour. 12 years since he'd seen anything bigger then a 50 note. 12 years since he'd hugged his sister, listened to her babble, laughed with her. 12 years, and now that he was here again, they'd shipped him off to a boarding school. Not just any boarding school mind, oh no, the BEST boarding school money could pay for, and money his family had in plenty.
"Quatre, common hurry up, I know this all new and I'm sorry but dad's right it will be good for you." The small blonde women standing by the car said to him as a nameless man in a black suite pulled bags out of the car, frowning at how tatty and old they where.
Quatre sighed, running his hand through unruly golden hair, and looping his other through the belt loops of his worn jeans, as he stared at the huge buildings and perfect green lawns.
"Ira, there going to hate me." He said flatly "I don't remember a thing about etiquette, or any of that kind of stuff, and I am NOT using my family name to butter them up."
Ira laughed "True you are a little…different." Ira's eyes travels over his bitten finger nails, painted different colours, low slung tattered jeans and blue T-shirt littered with hand sewn patterns and messages written in permanent marker. "But I'm sure there are people there who care about more then money."
Quatre dignified the comment with a snort of disbelief
"Right, I'm sure they'll just love me for me!" He posed, hip stuck out, on foot pointed behind him as he batted his eyelids at her. Ira laughed at her brother antics; it felt just like it had been twelve years ago, before he'd been taken…. Shaking herself away from the line of thought she grabbed the boys arm.
"As much as I'd love to stay here and discuss the nature of the rich all day Quatre…and something tells me you would, we'd better get going."
So with a sigh of foreboding Quatre allowed himself to be hauled through the tall iron gates. "Lean, Love and Laugh" mocking him in metal letters as he passed.
"Stupid school mottoes…"
A curious set of eyes stared out the huge glass windows watching as a woman dragged a reluctant looking boy across the school grounds. He wondered if the boy was a new student, it was likely, he couldn't think of any other reason for the presence of the two blondes. He took a closer look at the boy, admiring the kids outfit, which was so obviously altered and random it might have been seen by same as highly fashionable, though he had a feeling the boy didn't really care either way. The boy certainly didn't look pleased to be here…he tried to figure out what family the boy might come from, everyone here had some kind of high and fancy name attached to them, well apart from himself that is. He stared at the boy until he couldn't see him anywhere, but still couldn't figure out who he might be; he'd never been good at the whole celebrity spotting thing anyway.
Just then a messenger rapped on the door and he turned away from the window.
"Ah, Mr., and Miss Winner, so good to see you. I'm the principle here, Lady Une" A smart looking woman, with light brown hair greeted them when they entered the office, motioning for them to take a seat.
She caught Quatre's eye, smiling at him reassuringly.
"Now, your sister has informed me of the nature of your return, and I promise you that I'll help you get settled back into this life as quickly as possible…" she noted the blondes expression and decided to change her approach. "Or perhaps we can work to find a comfortable in between for you, I know there must be things you don't really want to give up from your time with Mrs. Parks." Quatre looked up her eagerly, and she felt reassured. "I trust you have read the booklet I provided you with?"
Quatre pulled said booklet out of an off the shoulder bag he'd refused to give the suit guy (1) and flicked through it absently.
"Yes, I read it, but I'm still not sure I understand some things, like how the sleeping arrangements work, and what the uniform is? It wasn't very clear…to me at least." The blonde blushed feeling a bit stupid.
Une smiled kindly.
"Yes that's not uncommon, the uniform is quite simple, you have an choice of four different types, all the same colour mind." She added giving Quatre's bright outfit a pointed look with an amused smile. "The school tailor will let you chose up to two of the types, as for sleeping arrangements, you will be sorted into a house group, that will decide your housing section, from your house group you'll be sorted into a dorm group, there are usually about 6-10 in a dorm group. You'll have your own bedroom, but you'll share a bathroom, common room and kitchen with your dorm group, the will be in the same year group as you, so when you move into the university campus they will too, any questions?"
Yes but I'd rather chew of my right arm them have to listen to you tell me I can't just sleep on my own, because we should all "Learn laugh and love" together! Quatre thought but replied no.
"Good, if you wait in the sitting room, I'll have your guide come up to show you around, he'll be in your dorm group, so don't be afraid to ask him questions, I just need to discuss some things with your sister."
Quatre stood up and thanked her walking into the sitting room where the receptionist grinned at him and offered him sweet
Sorry I don't take lollies from strange receptionists "No thank you"
"Suite yourself love, your guide will be here in a second."
As the words left her mouth a nock sounded on the door and whoever it was let themselves in. Quatre watched as a boy with unbelievably long hair entered the room, violet eyes studying him curiously.
"Mr. Maxwell!" The receptionist greeted with a smile "This is the new addition, Quatre Winner, Mr Winner Meet Duo Maxwell."
"Sup." Greeted the boy with a huge grin, mischief sparkled in his eyes and Quatre decided he liked him.
"Hey." Quatre returned the greeting, noting the brunettes subtle additions to the uniform, a cross necklace, safety pins on the tie, and a black wrist band as he picked up his bag and slung it over his shoulder.
"Shall we?" Duo motioned out the doorway grabbing the blondes writs and towing him through the door. "Sorry." He added when they'd left the room. "That receptionist gives me the creeps, thank god she only works Fridays!"
Quatre laughed as the two of them traveled down the hallway.
"First things first then, well stop off at our humble home and ill let you in on how things operate so no one gets killed in there sleep k?" Quatre smiled nervously, unsure if the brunette was joking or not. "and no I'm not joking, there ar so many different personalities in our dorm group we figured we'd lay down some rules to slow the madness, rule one, you want a shower or time in the bathroom that's gonna take more then ten minuets, write it on the roster, anal I know, but when you meet waffles you'll understand."
"Waffles? Like the food? Why would your food have anything to do with bathroom time??"
Dou laughed "Na, waffles is one of the nicknames I call him, his real name is Wufei, there is also Millie (Millardo) Tro (Trowa), and He-chan, (Heero) he's my boy!"
Quatre couldn't help but look surprised.
"Your gay? Do people here mind?"
Dou watched his expression carefully.
"No, its actually kind of common around here, does it bother you?"
Quatre looked down at his painted nails and bright, slightly feminine outfit, and raised an eyebrow at Duo.
"Right" The brunette replied "point taken, duh, it should have clicked that you where gay when I saw you walk through the school here we are."
While they'd been talking they had covered a huge amount of ground, entered a large building, gone up four levels and walked down a corridor, Quatre realized with some dread that he could remember the journey well enough o be able to repeat it on his own. And so it began, they toured the school, looked at clubs, went to the tailors and generally mucked around a Quatre decided he didn't mind this place so much after all
To be continued…..
The suite guy is the man who pulled Quatre's bags out of the car.
I know it hasn't really gone anywhere yet but bear with me, I need to spend a little while just getting the feel of the school and stuff before I introduce the story of Quatre's past and let you have an idea of where this is going.
The other guys will make an appearance in the next chapter promise, there in class so I couldn't really introduce them to the story yet.
CHAPTER: from Disney's Aladdin, the song "A whole new world"
