Hey there people, this is my first ever ficcy, so please don't be too
harsh! On with the story!
Summary: Joey meets a girl at school, but there's something about her that seems all too familiar.
*Disclaimer* I dun own Yu-Gi-Oh, sadly, I will never own it, unless they suddenly decide to give it to me.
" " - Talking ' ' - Thinking / / - Yugi to Yami // // - Yami to Yugi
"Hey, Joey, wanna come to the Game Shop after school?" Yugi asked his best friend. The tri- colour haired boy looked at his tall blonde friend in anticipation.
"Sorry, Yug', I can't tonight, my dad needs me at home" Joey sighed. He didn't tell Yugi the real reason- it would only worry his best friend.
"Oh, ok then, so I'll see you tomorrow, usual spot?" Asked the shorter of the two.
"Yeah, sorry 'bout tonight Yug', see ya, gotta go, got History with that old bat," Said Joey, winking at Yugi.
Yugi waved at Joey, then made his way to P.E.
'That's weird, Joey never misses a chance to come to the Shop, in fact, Joey's been acting all weird all week,' thought Yugi to himself. // He'll tell you if something's up, he's your best friend // Said Yami, startling Yugi. / Hey, don't scare me like that / said Yugi, through their mind link.
Meanwhile, on the way to History, Joey was doing some thinking of his own. 'Dad'll kill me if I'm late again, literally' sighed Joey to himself. 'Boy, I wish Serenity was here, then I wouldn't be alone.' Joey the cursed at himself for being selfish. Besides, he wouldn't want Serenity to get involved, or she'd get hurt.
In History, the teacher, Mrs. Bakewell, had an announcement.
"Now I want y'all to listen, I have a very important announcement." Joey tuned out as usual. "Tomorrow will see the arrival of a new student. Her name is Krystal, and she comes from England. Now I want y'all to be very nice, and I need a volunteer to show her around." The teacher scanned the room, before her eyes rested on Joey, who was in Dream Land.
"Mr. Wheeler!" She snapped
"1864!" Shouted Joey, coming back to reality. The class snickered.
"As you weren't paying any attention whatsoever, I shall be assigning you with the task of making sure that the new student settles in. You will be her mentor for her first week. Got that?"
Joey didn't dare argue. She could be a real witch when she felt like it. His dad was bad enough.
"Got ya loud and clear" Responded Joey.
When the teacher started babbling on about some sort of revolution, Joey went back to his thoughts. 'Great, another thing, on top of homework, school, dad.'
When Joey got home that night, he tidied up, cleaned the toilet, washed the windows, and tried to make the place look spotless. 'Not that dad'll care' thought Joey. Exhausted, he flopped down onto the couch, and before he realised it, he was falling asleep. 'Ten minutes can't hurt' he thought.
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Joey awoke several hours later, to the sound of a crash in the hallway. 'Shit' he thought. He quickly stood up, and made like to be making dinner.
A short fat man made his way drunkenly into the tiny lounge. Joey heard a smash, then the next thing he knew, his dad was barging in to the kitchen.
"What've I toldyou, Joey Wheeler, that dinner hast to be on the table when I get in?" He slurred. "I can't take any more of you and your stupid habits. I work all day to keep you supported and fed, and how do you repay me? Get to work, you lazy slob." His dad made his way into the lounge.
'Count to ten, Joey, count to ten' He thought, trying his hardest to keep his anger and fear in place, as he got to work peeling the potatoes. He made chicken and mash, and took it into the lounge on a tray for his dad. He hadn't bothered for himself. The smell of his dad and his alcohol always put him off eating.
"You know, I should've never let you stay here, you lazy mutt, all you do is go out with those stupid little friends, well I've had it." Joey's dad said.
Joey bit his lip, and shook with silent anger. No one insulted his friends. No one. He rushed up to his bedroom before he could have a go at his dad. Having a go at (I don't know his real name, so I'll call him Paul. If you do know his real name, please tell me!) Paul Wheeler was never a good idea. Joey flung himself onto his bed, and tried to block out the sound of his dad's drunken rage. 'Tomorrow is another day' He thought before falling asleep.
There, I know it's pretty short, but there's lots more to come. I need some reviews. Tell me if you like it. Tell me if you hate it. Tell me if theres some way to improve it. Tell me if it sucks. Please don't be too harsh though, this is my first ever fan fic :)
Summary: Joey meets a girl at school, but there's something about her that seems all too familiar.
*Disclaimer* I dun own Yu-Gi-Oh, sadly, I will never own it, unless they suddenly decide to give it to me.
" " - Talking ' ' - Thinking / / - Yugi to Yami // // - Yami to Yugi
"Hey, Joey, wanna come to the Game Shop after school?" Yugi asked his best friend. The tri- colour haired boy looked at his tall blonde friend in anticipation.
"Sorry, Yug', I can't tonight, my dad needs me at home" Joey sighed. He didn't tell Yugi the real reason- it would only worry his best friend.
"Oh, ok then, so I'll see you tomorrow, usual spot?" Asked the shorter of the two.
"Yeah, sorry 'bout tonight Yug', see ya, gotta go, got History with that old bat," Said Joey, winking at Yugi.
Yugi waved at Joey, then made his way to P.E.
'That's weird, Joey never misses a chance to come to the Shop, in fact, Joey's been acting all weird all week,' thought Yugi to himself. // He'll tell you if something's up, he's your best friend // Said Yami, startling Yugi. / Hey, don't scare me like that / said Yugi, through their mind link.
Meanwhile, on the way to History, Joey was doing some thinking of his own. 'Dad'll kill me if I'm late again, literally' sighed Joey to himself. 'Boy, I wish Serenity was here, then I wouldn't be alone.' Joey the cursed at himself for being selfish. Besides, he wouldn't want Serenity to get involved, or she'd get hurt.
In History, the teacher, Mrs. Bakewell, had an announcement.
"Now I want y'all to listen, I have a very important announcement." Joey tuned out as usual. "Tomorrow will see the arrival of a new student. Her name is Krystal, and she comes from England. Now I want y'all to be very nice, and I need a volunteer to show her around." The teacher scanned the room, before her eyes rested on Joey, who was in Dream Land.
"Mr. Wheeler!" She snapped
"1864!" Shouted Joey, coming back to reality. The class snickered.
"As you weren't paying any attention whatsoever, I shall be assigning you with the task of making sure that the new student settles in. You will be her mentor for her first week. Got that?"
Joey didn't dare argue. She could be a real witch when she felt like it. His dad was bad enough.
"Got ya loud and clear" Responded Joey.
When the teacher started babbling on about some sort of revolution, Joey went back to his thoughts. 'Great, another thing, on top of homework, school, dad.'
When Joey got home that night, he tidied up, cleaned the toilet, washed the windows, and tried to make the place look spotless. 'Not that dad'll care' thought Joey. Exhausted, he flopped down onto the couch, and before he realised it, he was falling asleep. 'Ten minutes can't hurt' he thought.
* * * * * * * *
*
Joey awoke several hours later, to the sound of a crash in the hallway. 'Shit' he thought. He quickly stood up, and made like to be making dinner.
A short fat man made his way drunkenly into the tiny lounge. Joey heard a smash, then the next thing he knew, his dad was barging in to the kitchen.
"What've I toldyou, Joey Wheeler, that dinner hast to be on the table when I get in?" He slurred. "I can't take any more of you and your stupid habits. I work all day to keep you supported and fed, and how do you repay me? Get to work, you lazy slob." His dad made his way into the lounge.
'Count to ten, Joey, count to ten' He thought, trying his hardest to keep his anger and fear in place, as he got to work peeling the potatoes. He made chicken and mash, and took it into the lounge on a tray for his dad. He hadn't bothered for himself. The smell of his dad and his alcohol always put him off eating.
"You know, I should've never let you stay here, you lazy mutt, all you do is go out with those stupid little friends, well I've had it." Joey's dad said.
Joey bit his lip, and shook with silent anger. No one insulted his friends. No one. He rushed up to his bedroom before he could have a go at his dad. Having a go at (I don't know his real name, so I'll call him Paul. If you do know his real name, please tell me!) Paul Wheeler was never a good idea. Joey flung himself onto his bed, and tried to block out the sound of his dad's drunken rage. 'Tomorrow is another day' He thought before falling asleep.
There, I know it's pretty short, but there's lots more to come. I need some reviews. Tell me if you like it. Tell me if you hate it. Tell me if theres some way to improve it. Tell me if it sucks. Please don't be too harsh though, this is my first ever fan fic :)