"Auntie, I'm going now!"
"Oh, but hon, let me drive you!"
"I told you I'd be fine! It's only a few blocks away! What am I, handicapped?"
"Oh, alright. But be careful!"
"Okay, bye!"
Stephanie stepped out the door of the large house, a light morning breeze ruffling her short, straw-blond ringlets. As fake as they looked, they were natural. She headed toward the direction of the new high school she would be attending, deciding to go through the park. It was early, nearly an hour before classes were supposed to start, but there were already a few people in the park, some out on a morning jog, others here to play with their dogs. Stephanie herself was an early riser, liking the feeling of being up before everyone else.
Like she had expected, it was a short walk to school. The gates were open, luckily, so Stephanie walked in, observing her surroundings. It was a small place, seeming to only have two or three stories, but everything was in place and the hallways were clean and empty.
"Excuse me, miss," said a voice behind her, and Stephanie turned to see a short, elderly lady smiling up at her.
"Would you happen to be the new student?" she continued, and Stephanie smiled back, bowing her head slightly.
"Yes, ma'am, I'm here early to enroll," Stephanie answered. Act mature, like you know what you're doing, and never let anyone know what you're thinking. My mother's voice resonated in my head, but I pushed it back.
"Well, then, please go over to see Nathaniel, the student body president, and he'll get you all signed up," the lady said, pleased with the greeting, "I'm the principal, by the way. Welcome to Sweet Amoris." The principal walked off, and Stephanie trailed down the hall, looking for the door marked the student council room.
She knocked lightly on the door when she found it, and heard a faint 'come in'. She obeyed, and was impressed by how neat and organized the room was. Papers were stacked neatly on the shelves and in the see-through cabinets, and everything was clean and pleasant to look at. The boy inside the room turned to look at her as she came in, and Stephanie smiled politely.
"Hello, I'm looking for the student council president, Nathaniel," she said, and the boy smiled.
"That would be me. I haven't seen you before: are you here to enroll?" Nathaniel asked, and Stephanie nodded in response. Nathaniel was a tall, lean boy with golden blond hair and matching eyes. His attire consisted of formal dress pants and a white dress shirt, and he even had a blue tie around his neck. He dug around in one of the drawers and pulled out a few sheets of paper, then handed them to Stephanie.
"Here, you have to fill these in. And... I didn't catch your name," Nathaniel mentioned.
"Stephanie Handler," she answered, "And, if you don't mind, can I fill out the forms here?"
"Of course. Just sit at the table, and go ahead," Nathaniel replied, and Stephanie got to work. In five minutes, she was done. Nathaniel looked at her suspiciously.
"Are you sure you read everything?"
"I'm a fast reader," Stephanie replied.
"Well, in the case, I'm quite impressed," Nathaniel praised, "Now, let's see, everything seems to be filled out... Oh, you're guardian needs to sign this," he paused, handing her the paper, "Also, I'm going to need a photo ID, and the entrance fee is $25..." Stephanie handed him the desired items. "That seems to be it, really..."
They stood awkwardly, and Stephanie noticed Nathaniel staring at her; he quickly averted his gaze when she noticed, looking embarrassed.
"Um, sorry... It's just your eyes, are they... natural?" he asked shyly. Stephanie got this question often: her eyes a were a deep purple, almost indigo.
"Are yours?" she asked as a reply, and Nathaniel blushed.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to be rude..." Stephanie smiled.
"I'm just kidding, and yes, this is my natural eye color," Stephanie explained, and Nathaniel nodded. There was another long silence, until Nathaniel cleared his throat.
"If you want, I could show you to your classes," he suggested. Stephanie didn't see the harm: she didn't care for getting lost, and she'd like to get familiar with at least one person.
"Sure," she answered, and Nathaniel seemed to brighten up ever so slightly. She followed him out the door, not really understanding the gesture of kindness, but accepting it anyways.
A/N: Um, hi... Well, this is my first My Candy Love fanfic, and I'm still not that far in the episodes, so go easy on me, please. :P I'll be featuring most of the characters, plus a few OCs here and there, but no Ken, because I don't think he'd really fit in with the plot of the story (sorry). Anyway, I hope you like it, and it will get much more interesting, I promise. Thanks for reading, and make sure to review! :)
-kaloobia