Gundam Wing
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing.
Day 1: Monday
Why am I doing this? I feel so stupid. I'm talking into a stupid video camera. But my mother says it'll relieve stress, so why not.
Okay. I'm Duo Maxwell. I'm sixteen years old, and I'm in 10th grade. The school year's almost over, and I'm happy about that, at least. I really don't need to give you a physical description because I'm talking into a camera. But I'll tell you this much, I have a long braid that I don't want to get rid of, even though I'm made fun of every five seconds because of it.
Enough of that. Let me tell you about my day, just to relieve stress.
It started off good enough, until it started to rain. Stupid damn weathermen. They're never right. Anyway, I didn't have an umbrella or a jacket. Needless to say, I was pissed.
A car drove up then, and when the window rolled down, I saw that it was Heero Yuy. Great, I thought, this won't go well. "You look like you could use a ride," he said.
Ohhhh no, I'm not falling for that one again. Someone offers me a ride, and as I'm about to get in they slam the door in my face and ride off laughing. So, I kept on walking. "Come on. I don't bite," he said.
"That's not what I'm worried about," I said.
"Then what is it?" he asked.
"I'm about to get in and you slam the door on my face," I answered. "I've fallen for that one before."
Heero started laughing. "That's what you're worried about?" he asked. "I don't do that kind of stuff. If I wanted to embarrass you I'd grab you from behind and stuff a pie or something down your pants. But I won't, so don't worry."
I thought for a moment. Maybe he wouldn't do it. It was worth a shot. Hopefully he wouldn't put a pie down my pants. So I walked over. I hesitated as I was about to climb in. When he didn't shut it I climbed in. Evanescence was playing on the CD player. "You like them?" I asked.
"Yep," he answered.
"So do I." And we drove off toward the school.
I don't think I've mentioned yet how much I hate teachers. Especially Zechs Marquise. Almost all the teachers in the school like it when they are corrected, if they are actually wrong. But nooo, not Mr. Marquise, our History teacher. He's always right, even if he's wrong. For example, today he said the War of 1812 got its name because it ended in 1812. WRONG! It didn't end in 1812. Therefore, he was wrong.
We got in an argument about it that ended with a sigh from me, because he asked me if a detention would change my mind. Idiot.
The next period was lunch, my favorite period. But the hamburgers sucked that day, and there was nothing else I liked. It got better fast, though.
A couple guys walked by me and sneered, "Fag." The accusations didn't bother me as much anymore, since I now know it's true, but I still hate the word.
Heero walked over and asked if he could sit down with me, which really surprised me. After he promised a prank wasn't going to be pulled I said, "Sure."
We sat in silence for a while, just eating our food. Then Heero blurted out, "So you, uh, like Evanescence?"
"Yes," I replied.
"Did you know they're having a concert in town soon?'
"Yes."
He hesitated for a while, then he said, "I'm going there."
"So," I said.
"I have and extra ticket, would you, uh, like to go?" he asked, and I could tell he was really nervous.
I raised an eyebrow, because I didn't want to go there waiting for him to come with the tickets, and the he doesn't show up. He sighed, reached into his pocket, and pulled out the ticket. "Here," he said. "You're really paranoid. Do you know that?"
I took the ticket from him and said, "Yes."
"Since you just took the ticket, I take it you agree."
"Okay."
From there on it's just a normal boring school day. So then at dinner I had to tell my mother about Heero and his offer, which I had already accepted.
"Dinner's ready, Duo," my mother said, cutting into my thoughts about Heero. You know, those thoughts you get when you fall in love, but you don't know if the other person feels the same way.
"Alright," I said. "I'm coming."
When I got downstairs, my parents were already sitting at the table. I didn't say I had a stepfather because I hate him, and I don't care about what he decides.
Spaghetti Pie was the dinner of the day, and I was happy. We al ate in silence for a while, and then my mother asked, "So, Duo, how was school?"
Time to ask. "It was fine," I replied. "Hey, Mom. There's an Evanescence concert on Friday."
"No, I'm not buying you tickets," my mother interrupted.
"That wasn't the question," I said. "The question is, if I already have a ticket, can I go?"
"How did you get a ticket?" my stepfather asked.
"A friend gave me an extra he had," I replied.
"A friend?" my mother said, obviously surprised.
"Yes, a friend."
"Who?"
"His name is Heero Yuy," I replied, getting tired of Twenty Questions.
"Well I guess you can if you already have the ticket," my mother said.
"Wait a minute," said my stepfather. "Don't I get a say in this."
"What do you think," my mother sighed.
"No, he shouldn't go," he said.
"Well, unless you want a face full of bitch, I think you should change your mind."
My stepfather looked shocked for the rest of dinner.
After that, I did the dishes, and here I am. Ahhh, I feel so relieved. Day done. Don't worry though. There'll more stress tomorrow.
Well that was it. How did you like it? Review. If you didn't like it, don't read more than this chapter, it's that easy. EVANESCENCE ROCKS!!!
Day 1: Monday
Why am I doing this? I feel so stupid. I'm talking into a stupid video camera. But my mother says it'll relieve stress, so why not.
Okay. I'm Duo Maxwell. I'm sixteen years old, and I'm in 10th grade. The school year's almost over, and I'm happy about that, at least. I really don't need to give you a physical description because I'm talking into a camera. But I'll tell you this much, I have a long braid that I don't want to get rid of, even though I'm made fun of every five seconds because of it.
Enough of that. Let me tell you about my day, just to relieve stress.
It started off good enough, until it started to rain. Stupid damn weathermen. They're never right. Anyway, I didn't have an umbrella or a jacket. Needless to say, I was pissed.
A car drove up then, and when the window rolled down, I saw that it was Heero Yuy. Great, I thought, this won't go well. "You look like you could use a ride," he said.
Ohhhh no, I'm not falling for that one again. Someone offers me a ride, and as I'm about to get in they slam the door in my face and ride off laughing. So, I kept on walking. "Come on. I don't bite," he said.
"That's not what I'm worried about," I said.
"Then what is it?" he asked.
"I'm about to get in and you slam the door on my face," I answered. "I've fallen for that one before."
Heero started laughing. "That's what you're worried about?" he asked. "I don't do that kind of stuff. If I wanted to embarrass you I'd grab you from behind and stuff a pie or something down your pants. But I won't, so don't worry."
I thought for a moment. Maybe he wouldn't do it. It was worth a shot. Hopefully he wouldn't put a pie down my pants. So I walked over. I hesitated as I was about to climb in. When he didn't shut it I climbed in. Evanescence was playing on the CD player. "You like them?" I asked.
"Yep," he answered.
"So do I." And we drove off toward the school.
I don't think I've mentioned yet how much I hate teachers. Especially Zechs Marquise. Almost all the teachers in the school like it when they are corrected, if they are actually wrong. But nooo, not Mr. Marquise, our History teacher. He's always right, even if he's wrong. For example, today he said the War of 1812 got its name because it ended in 1812. WRONG! It didn't end in 1812. Therefore, he was wrong.
We got in an argument about it that ended with a sigh from me, because he asked me if a detention would change my mind. Idiot.
The next period was lunch, my favorite period. But the hamburgers sucked that day, and there was nothing else I liked. It got better fast, though.
A couple guys walked by me and sneered, "Fag." The accusations didn't bother me as much anymore, since I now know it's true, but I still hate the word.
Heero walked over and asked if he could sit down with me, which really surprised me. After he promised a prank wasn't going to be pulled I said, "Sure."
We sat in silence for a while, just eating our food. Then Heero blurted out, "So you, uh, like Evanescence?"
"Yes," I replied.
"Did you know they're having a concert in town soon?'
"Yes."
He hesitated for a while, then he said, "I'm going there."
"So," I said.
"I have and extra ticket, would you, uh, like to go?" he asked, and I could tell he was really nervous.
I raised an eyebrow, because I didn't want to go there waiting for him to come with the tickets, and the he doesn't show up. He sighed, reached into his pocket, and pulled out the ticket. "Here," he said. "You're really paranoid. Do you know that?"
I took the ticket from him and said, "Yes."
"Since you just took the ticket, I take it you agree."
"Okay."
From there on it's just a normal boring school day. So then at dinner I had to tell my mother about Heero and his offer, which I had already accepted.
"Dinner's ready, Duo," my mother said, cutting into my thoughts about Heero. You know, those thoughts you get when you fall in love, but you don't know if the other person feels the same way.
"Alright," I said. "I'm coming."
When I got downstairs, my parents were already sitting at the table. I didn't say I had a stepfather because I hate him, and I don't care about what he decides.
Spaghetti Pie was the dinner of the day, and I was happy. We al ate in silence for a while, and then my mother asked, "So, Duo, how was school?"
Time to ask. "It was fine," I replied. "Hey, Mom. There's an Evanescence concert on Friday."
"No, I'm not buying you tickets," my mother interrupted.
"That wasn't the question," I said. "The question is, if I already have a ticket, can I go?"
"How did you get a ticket?" my stepfather asked.
"A friend gave me an extra he had," I replied.
"A friend?" my mother said, obviously surprised.
"Yes, a friend."
"Who?"
"His name is Heero Yuy," I replied, getting tired of Twenty Questions.
"Well I guess you can if you already have the ticket," my mother said.
"Wait a minute," said my stepfather. "Don't I get a say in this."
"What do you think," my mother sighed.
"No, he shouldn't go," he said.
"Well, unless you want a face full of bitch, I think you should change your mind."
My stepfather looked shocked for the rest of dinner.
After that, I did the dishes, and here I am. Ahhh, I feel so relieved. Day done. Don't worry though. There'll more stress tomorrow.
Well that was it. How did you like it? Review. If you didn't like it, don't read more than this chapter, it's that easy. EVANESCENCE ROCKS!!!