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Chapter oneeee
'Maybe it won't be so bad?' a young girl reassured herself as she stepped out of the beaten up, black car. An old man handed her a black umbrella, she held it casually and took a piece of her blonde with under layer brown hair and tuck it behind her ear. Her hazel eyes were fixed on the huge orphanage she was about to be a part of.
"So this is the famous Wammy's House, eh?" She said aloud
"Ah, yes Charlee, welcome." The old man that handed her the umbrella stated, "I'm Roger, I'm what you call the principle."
She looked up at him, 'Must be in his forties maybe.' He had frown lines, like the typical old person does. His hair was balding except for in a few spots. She forced a pleased smile and nodded as another man handed Charlee her bag, waved farewell, then drove off. 'Yeah, enjoy your drugs.' She thought to herself as she walked with Roger inside.
Roger led Charlee to his office. The room was massive with book shelves that lead to the ceiling with windows between them. The sound of the rain made a soothing thimp, thimp, thimp sound against the window pane.
"Please, sit down." He said pointing to a chair as he sat down at his desk. He opened a cabinet in his desk and pulled out a manila folder and signed a piece of paper. A happy expression grew on his face as he pulled out another piece of paper and handed it to Charlee.
"Here's your schedule, we're happy to have you here." He shook her hand and spoke again, "Oh yes, Near, Would you please give Charlee a tour?"
"Yes." Said a voice from the floor where a pale boy with white hair was playing with a puzzle. Charlee looked at him with a confused look as he stood.
'When did this kid get here?' She thought to herself as he stood up.
"My name is Near. Let's get going." He brushed at his baggy white shirt and headed towards the door with Charlee not so far behind.
Near showed Charlee the classes on her schedule not taking much excitement from it. "After you're done with your unpacking, please attend your classes immediately."
"Uh, I don't mean to sound rude or anything, but why aren't you in class?" She asked him as he started to show her the library.
"Easy. The classes, they're too easy for me, so I just don't attend." He shrugged
"Wow, you can do that?!" She stated surprised a little
Near just quietly smiled at her little outburst, "It's nothing really."
Without another word Near continued to show her around. It wasn't until he showed Charlee her room that the tour stopped. Charlee walked inside and threw her suitcase on the bed and laughed to herself as it squeaked. She turned to say thanks to her tour guide but he was no longer standing in the doorway.
After she was tired of unpacking she headed towards her class, 'Now, which way was it?' She looked at the empty hallway and took off in a random direction hoping it was right, 'Well, at least I have an excuse.'
Several minutes had past and Charlee still was lost. She stood outside of the library thinking back to the tour and where she went from there.
"Shouldn't you be in class?" Called a slouched over raven haired male.
"I was just heading that way, but I'm a little lost." She said with an awkward smile.
"Ah, you must be the new one I heard so much about. I'm L." The raven haired boy said, "Follow me." With that the two of them walked together to class.
When she walked into the classroom, the teacher stopped what she was doing immediately. She had a snooty look as she looked at her then at the clock.
"Glad you could join us." She said quietly then she turned to the half paying attention students, "Class, this is Charlee Ferrow. Charlee, this is the class."
The class mumbled out a greeting as the teacher took out her seating chart. "Let's see, we'll just sit you in that chair next of Matt." She said pointing over to an empty chair next to a really dark red haired kid that obviously wasn't paying attention.
As the teacher continued to rant about some subject, Charlee grew bored and decided to talk to the Matt kid.
She noticed he was playing one of those up to date gameboys, 'Hey, that's a DS." She stated to herself in her head. She tilted herself closer to him and asked quietly, "Hey, what're you playing?"
He didn't look up at her when he spoke, "Pokemon, Pearl version of course."
She smiled when he mentioned the game Pokemon, as she was a fan too, "I have Diamond version, and we should battle against each other sometime."
Matt laughed at her statement, "Little girl, you have no idea who you're going against. I'll tear you apart."
Charlee grinned, "We'll see about that."
