CR: I suddenly had an idea of a new story and I just had to write it down. This is the first time I wrote in a first person's POV, so please be kind! This is also the first time I am not writing yaoi. I just want to see how well I can write non-yaoi romance in a first person's POV. Do enjoy!
Hello, everyone. I know you do not know me. Well, let me introduce myself. My name is Rue Execratus. Yes, I know, weird name right? I am 12 this year, and I will be attending a school called Seishun Gakuen, Seigaku for short. I was an academic genius and musically inclined, and thus I was put in 3rd year. But I am not as perfect as you think I am. 12 years ago, while my father was out of town for work, his older brother, Jurou raped my mom. This resulted in the pregnancy and birth of me. They named me Rue, after the flower of regret, symbolizing the fact that the birth of me was the regret. My father died when I was 3, leaving my mother to care for me. Unfortunately, I was often abused by her since his death, but really, his death made no difference; I was still beaten by them even before my 3rd birthday. Today's my first day of school, and I am going to wear a gakuren, a boy's uniform in Japan schools, because I want to cover all the hideous whip marks and cuts I got from her. Well, my face is relatively unscathed, except for my forehead, which has marks as well. I grew my fringe long to cover those ugly scars. Aren't I lucky my face was spared? Well, let's get back to the story, I won't hold you back any longer.
"Wake up, Rue, you lazy bastard!" my mother screeches. "You're going to be late for school!"
"Yes, mum." I mumble. Today's breakfast is simple. Leftover bits of cereal with half a bowl of milk. I gulped down the milk and went to refresh myself. I change into the gakuren and grabbed my book bag. My mother throws my pocket money at me. "Here's your weekly allowance. Be sure not to spend it in one day!" she snarls. I counted the money she has given me. I only had 620 yen. Each train ticket already cost 62 yen, and I know I would have to starve. Nice going, mom. You have found a way to abuse me at school too, by not giving me food. Oh well, what can I do? I pocket my lunch money, open the door, and went out of my house. I take the train to school by reading the direction maps provided in the train. I walked to the school campus, where there are many students milling around and talking. I went in the office, where there are phones ringing and teachers talking to each other. I walked up to the nearest secretary. "Hello, how may I help you?" she said kindly.
"I'm Rue, the new student." I reply. The woman typed away at her computer, and smiled.
"Yes, you're the genius, I believe? You're in class 3-1." I give her my thanks and made my way there. I hesitated, before tentatively knocking on the door. A teacher opened the door. "Ah, you must be the new student!" I nodded. "Please wait out here until I announce you." I nod again and listened as she went back in the classroom.
"Class, we have a new student today. She is a 12 year old, but a genius. Please be kind to her. You may come in now," the sensei said, nodding towards me. I walked in with shaky steps, and turned to face the class. They all stared at me with eager eyes, and I heard some whispers, wondering what my eye color was because my eyes were covered by my hair.
"My name's Rue Execratus. I hope you can take care of me." I said softly, bowing my head down. I heard someone whisper the word 'shy'.
"Well, you can sit next to Tezuka-kun, right over there." She points at the seat somewhere in the middle. A boy with brown hair and glasses was sitting there, with a somewhat stern expression on his face. I cast a frightened look at my teacher. "Don't worry, he doesn't bite." The class laughed. I bow my head slightly, and shuffled to the assigned seat. As the talking and whispering died down, the teacher started the Chemistry lesson. I sigh silently and paid attention. The teacher states that whatever substances injected into our bodies must be around the same pH as our blood. She asks if anyone knows what would happen if the pH difference is big. Just then, the Tezuka boy tapped on my table. I turn to him. He pointed to the teacher, who says, "Execratus, do you know what would happen?" Oh. She was asking me. Well, let's take a guess.
"They die, I guess." I mutter.
"Correct! They die." says the teacher.
I spend the rest of the Science lesson just staring blankly at the teacher and at the screen, occasionally taking notes. Once Science is over, it's time for break. As if by instinct, I headed up to the rooftop. The breeze was nice and the sun beating down on my face was refreshing! I breathed in the cool, fresh air and I felt slightly better. Just then, the door opened, and my seatmate came in.
"Oh, you're my new seatmate."
"Yes. It's a surprise to meet you here."
"I usually come up here for lunch. What are you doing up here? Aren't you going to have lunch?"
I stop short. I can't tell this boy I don't have enough money for lunch, right? My secret will be blown and God knows what will happen to me. I vehemently shook my head, and said, "No, I'm not hungry, er….." Oh darn it! I forgot his name and it's only the first day.
"Tezuka. Tezuka Kunimitsu." says the boy, as if he knows what I forgot.
"Yes, as I was saying, Tezuka, I am not hungry."
"This is the only time you can eat, and if you don't eat now, you'll go hungry later." Tezuka states. If only he knew what I've been through. "Alright, sure, If you say so!" I say.
"Oh, yeah, and Execratus?"
"Yeah?"
"Your hair's too long, cut it." Ok. I've just heard the fact that I have to eat during lunch, and now I have to hear how long my hair was and how it will affect my appearance? No thank you! I snap at him, "I am not going to cut my hair! NO, spelled N-O! And I'll thank you not to meddle with my business!" With that, I turned on my heel, and left, leaving my seatmate blinking at me in slight confusion. I swear he's going to be the death of me one day.
CR: Wow, this is so lousy. Do review and tell me how to improve this story and tell me what you think of my story so far!
