This is a story my sister and I are writing. She's a big GW/SM fan and I decided that I would do this for her. If you've read my other stories, such as TIH, you may notice that I have a penchant for semi-teen drama such as suicide, cutting, heartbreak and learning where to fit in. Hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: I in no way own Sailor Moon or Gundam Wing. Or do I? No. I don't.

Chapter One:

New Kid in Town

Beep. Beep. Beeeeeeeeeeeeeep.

Relena Dorlian groaned loudly as the rather annoying sound of her alarm clock shook her from her well deserved slumber. Blue eyes were reaveled to the world. The girl stiffled a groan again and shifted her eyes to the culprit of her rude awakening.

"Meh, 5:00?" She asked aloud, scrunching up her nose in disgust. Of all the things seventeen year old Relena was-whether it be shy and a bit of a loner-she most defineitly was not a morning person. In fact, she despised early mornings. As for this one-well, she hated it more than any other.

"Lena, you're going to be late for school if you don't get up soon!" The sound of her mother calling from her room down the hall made Relena groan again. Late? It was five o clock in the freaking morning. The sun wasn't even up! Nothing could possibly be late at the time.

"Lena, did you hear me?" He mom asked, this time knocking lightly on the door. The pulled it open just a bit to see her daugher sitting up right in her bed, glaring menicingly at her mother.

"Oh no, sorry. What were you saying?" Relena asked sarcastically, raising her eyebrows. Her mother rolled her own hazel eyes and walked over to her daughter's bed. She motioned for her daughter to lean in, as though she were going to tell her a secret.

"Well…you see…the thing is…" Mrs. Dorlian started, whispering lightly, "WAKE UP!" The last comment, which had been screamed more than said sent Relena jumping into the air.

"Okay, okay, I'm awake. Jeeze, what kind of monster are you?" Relena asked, pulling herself onto the floor. She streached a bit and moaned, raising her hands into the air for a yawn.

"A horrible kind. The worst of them all. Now, get changed. I've got to get to work by six thirty. So you're going to be a bit early, if you don't mind." Her mother matched wittily, working on the buttons of her blue blazer. Relena than noticed her mother's attire and grinned.

"Don't you look smashing. Trying to make a good first impression on the job, or for the men?" She asked jokingly. Her mother picked up one of the wrinkled pillows off the bed and playfully smacked her daughter.

"I should be asking you that kind of stuff, young lady. What are you wearing to school today?" Relena's face fell and she stuck out her tounge at the older woman.

"Jeans and a t-shirt." She said, as though it were the most obvious thing in the world. Her mom's nose scrunched up and she hit her daughter's shoulder again.

"Wow, how original. Don't you…I don't know…want to look different for a change?" Her mom asked, rolling her eyes. Relena laughed and walked over to her walk-in-closet, picking out a pair of green thigh high jeans and a black t-shirt.

She waved the two articles of clothing in front of her mother.

"First you tell me I dress too different, now you're telling me the opposite." Relena said, heading to the shower. Her mom blocked her way and scrowled.

"I don't get you." She said, sighing exhausedly. Relena giggled.

"I should say the same. Now, go finish getting ready for work. You do want to look nice if your boss is good looking." And with that, she gently pushed her mother to one side and went into the shower linked to her room.

Relena peeled off her white camisole sleeping shirt and light blue pajama pants, throwing her new clothes on the counter, and pulling a towel from the stack that sat to one corner.

She turned the water on, waiting till it warmed up. They say a nice cold shower is perfect for early mornings, but the light brown haired girl was in no mood for cold anything.

After her shower, Relena pulled on her clean cloths, blow dried her hair and walked out the door, her pajama clothes in a dirty bundle in her hands. She tossed them carelessly into the hamper outside the door between her bedroom and bathroom. Walking over to her mirror, she stared at herself and rolled her eyes again.

"Don't you look like Ms. Popular!" She sneered at herself. Truth be told, despite how wealthy she really was, Relena had never been extreamelly popular. Not that she minded, though. From what she had seen, popularity was the root of all evil. It broke up a good friendship that had started in kindergarden when she was in middle school. Relena just supposed that after awhile, Kari and Adrienne found their new place to belong. From than on, Relena hadn't bother trying to be popular or making too many friends. Friends, lovers, wishes, they all leave you.

But today she would be starting her jounior year at a new school. There was an unsettling feeling in her stomach that she itched to go away. Being a new kid-something she had never been through before, was said to be horrible. The only reason she actually bared to go to school was because an old friend of her's went there.

"At least I can see Rei again." She muttered, thinking of the girl who had moved five years ago. Hopefully, time hadn't taken it's toll on the raven haired girl of whom she used to be practically joined at the hip with. Rei was the only member of their old group that Relena could even hope was barable. Kari and Adrienne were a different story.

After brushing her hair and teeth, Relena pulled on some socks and her white tennis shoes. With one quick look in the mirror she sighed invoulinarilly.

"Relena, come on! There's muffins in the kitchen, but we've got to go!" Her mother cried from downstairs. Relena's eye twitched. She looked back in the mirror. Her long hair, which was such a light brown it seemed more blonde, was pulled into a long braid, and she wore no make up. She wasn't really a make up kind of person.

"Well, here we go." She muttered, pulling her messanger type-book bag from the end of her bed. She turned around, flew down the stairs and grabbed a muffin and water bottle just as her mother was shoving her out the door.

They walked out to her mother's Jaguar and Relena pulled into shot gun. As they rolled away, her mother noticed the nervous look on her daughter's face.

"Hey, relax, Lena. I'm sure everything is going to be fine. Watch it, today you'll come home and you'll be the most popular girl at school. All the girls will want to be you, all the guys will want to be with you, and I'll finally have to give you the four one one on dating and premarital sex." Her mother said, keeping her eyes on the road. Relena groaned and smirked at her mom.

"Oops." She said. Her mother's eyes darted to her and Relena was thrown into a fit of giggles.

"Yeah, that'll be the day. You know I'm just itching for you to screw up one of these days." Her mother said as the car pulled into the front of the high school. Relena smiled sweetly to her mother and pulled open the door.

"I know. You're such a great mother." She jumped out of the car, and smiled back at her mother, her hand on the door, waiting to close it. Mrs. Dorlian leaned over the passanger seat to give her daughter a discovering look.

"God, I know, right?" Relena laughed and closed the door.

"Goodbye, mom." She said with a slight wave of her fingers. Her mom smirked.

"Goodbye, Relena." And than she drove off. With a laugh Relena turned to look at the school. It was rather large and already kids swarmed the campus. There was a large building that Relena believed was the administer's office, which she headed to.

When opening the heavy glass door, Relena was hit by the cold air conditioner. There was a large desk and three women sat behind it, going through paper work. Relena stepped up to it and waited until a woman with curly red hair looked up.

"Oh, I'm sorry, miss." The woman said, jumping to her feet.

"It's alright."

"How can I help you?"

"Oh, I'm a new student. My mom already enrolled me."

"Of course. Relena Dorlian, is it?" The red haired girl asked. Relena nodded as the woman turned to a filing cabinet and pulled out a manila envalope. She pulled out a package of papers and handed it to the younger girl.

"Here is your schedule, locker number and combination, and other necissary forms we need your mother or father, or legal gardian to sign."

Relena felt her stomach clench. Just hearing about he father sent restless feelings through her. Mr. Dorlian had died awhile ago in a plane crash. Though it had been several years, Relena couldn't help but still feel the pain. Her dad was an amazing man, wonderful, handsome, smart and kind. His employees loved him, and they all grieved the day he died.

"Thank you." Relena said softly, trying to regain her regular posture and brush away sad memories of her late father. No good getting all glum about that on your first day of school. Just try and have a good day while you can. Relena scrowled at her own thoughts.

"Your welcome. I hope you enjoy Langston High." Relena nodded appreciatively at the woman at the desk and headed out the door. She looked around and it seemed as though the crowed had doubled. Relena sighed.

"Great. Here goes nothing…" She walked into the swarm of people, glancing at her schedule. She decided the best way to stay hidden from all these people were to find her classes. Her first class was Trigonomety Honors, second was Chemestry, third was U.S. History Honors, than Speech.

Great. She thought sourly. My elective is the last class. But things weren't so bad, she decided. At least they gave her advanced classes. Relena didn't want to come off concieted, but she was intellegent. Hey, it's not like you can come off concieted to yourself when fianally admitting the truth to yourself, right?

She had been so busy looking at her schedule that she didn't even notice the person infront of her, until she bumped into them. Looking up, rather startled, she saw three guys infront of her, the one in the middle she had ran into.

He didn't say anything, only brushing past her. The boy had short brown hair, Prussian blue eyes and a chissled chin. There was no denying it. The boy was a looker.

"Damn, people need to watch where they're going." That's when Relena snapped to. The boy was already walking away, and he muttered this bellow his breath, coldly, although Relena could easily hear him. One of the boys that were walking with him placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Nice, Heero. You've got a way with the ladies." He grinned at Relena and pattered her shoulder again.

"My name is Duo Maxwell. I haven't seen you here before." The boy said. Relena smiled shyly. For some reason, she had no problem talking to adults, but when it came to people her own age, she got all nervous. Maybe her mother was right when she called Relena "the oldest seventeen year old in history."

"Er, hi. I'm Relena. Relena Dorlian. I'm new here." She said nervously. The boy, whom she noticed had his long brown hair tied into a braid, similar to her's, nodded.

"Cool."

"Duo, Heero left you." The next boy said, walking slowly behind the guy Relena had bumped into, who was slowly walking away. Duo jumped and turned to his other friend.

"Thanks a lot, Heero." Just as he turned to leave he smiled at Relena. "Nice to see you, little lady. See you around campus." With a wink, he trailed after his friends. Relena groaned and leaned against the lockers behind her.

"Great. Perfect. Just what I needed." She muttered beneath her breath.

"Yeah, it's your first day and you've not only bumped into the most popular guy in school, but you're leaning against somebody elses locker. And that somebody is me." Relena's head shot up and she saw a girl with short blue hair grinning at her. Blushing, Relena jumped from the girl's locker.

"Oh my God. I'm sorry. I wasn't paying attention." She stuttered. The girl laughed and shook her head.

"Don't worry about it. I'd be just as annoyed if it had been me." The girl stopped and streched out her hand for Relena to shake. "I'm Hilde Schbeiker." Relena shook the girl's hand while taking in her attire. The girl wore a pair of baggy black jeans and a white and black shirt with lace that looked like it had a corset attached to it. It was really pretty and Hilde looked good in it.

Hilde's arms were emursed in black jelly braclettes, black arms warmers with snarky comments sewed onto them, and a clunky watch with a pirate skull adorning it.

"Relena Dorlian." Relena felt slightly out of place with this girl. Though Relena had dropped the silky summer skirts and plush sweaters ages ago, Hilde's retro chiqe outfit made the brunette feel all prudish again.

"Alright. Say, what grade are you in, Relena?" Hilde asked, eyeing the paper's clenched in Relena's hands. Relena looked down at them and blinked.

"Oh, I'm a jounior." The smile on Hilde's face increased.

"Awesome. So am I. Let's just hope we have classes together. Ooh, and lunch too. Wait-damnit, there I go again-assuming people want to hang out with me. I'm sorry." The girl said, a bit of a blush forming on her face. Relena shook her head, startled.

"Oh, no, it's quite alright! I too hope we have lunch and classes together. It's nice to have a friend on the first day of school." Relena admitted, giving Hilde a reassuring grin. Hilde laughed and nodded.

"Sorry. It's just…my friends tell me I have an issue in trying to make everyone I meet my friend. Now I see they're right." She muttered, wrinkling her nose. Relena laughed.

"Hey, that's not a bad thing." Relena said. Hilde scoffed and ran her hand out, as if showing Relena the school.

"Here, darling, it is. I remember when I first met Dianna Palmer. I accidentilly bumped into her at lunch one day. I just went on and on about how much I liked her outfit and didn't even notice the menicing glare she was giving me. I shut up when she shriecked, "I can't believe you're talking to me, freak!" She's a bitch." Hilde said, changing her voice when she mocked the other girl's words. Relena grinned, wondering at the possibility that that could be exactly how Dianna Palmer really sounded.

"Wow. Embarassing moment?" Relena asked, giving her new found friend a look of pitty. Hilde laughed, surprising her.

"For a second it was. I don't get so embarassed anymore. You'll see. Dianna and her little possey try and act all mighty and powerful, but they can't get to everyone. I guess that's my friend's department. We're proof that God hates Dianna." This made Relena laugh again. Hilde was funny and down to earth. The idea that high school wasn't going to be so bad began to form in her mind.

"Hey, when's your lunch, anyways?" Relena looked down at her schedule.

"It says I have B lunch." Hilde cheered.

"Awesomeness. You're going to sit with me and the guys. You just have to." Relena laughed. She had seen people who shared Hilde's style-they were always labled things such as the goths and emos and freaks (though Relena had a heavy distaste for labeling)-but she had never met someone so perky who dressed that way. That made Relena like her even more. She liked it when people broke the stereotype. After all, so did she.

"So, I suppose those guys were at the top of the social hiarchy too?" Relena asked as Hilde offered to show her around after pulling some books out of her locker.

Hilde nodded.

"Heero's group is the male version of Dianna's. Actually, they're all one group in a way. They're just your stereotypical popular kids. Heero, Duo, and Trowa are all on the baseball team. Dianna and all of her little friends are Langstonettes-er, they're our dancers." Hilde said, noting Relena's confused expression.

"They're rich and good looking. They drive cars that are more expensive than a majority of our teachers, which really pisses the teachers off. But don't worry about that little incident. As long as Bitchzilla-I mean, Dianna, isn't there to whitness it, they'll never mention it again."

"Ahh," Relena said, tightening her grip on her sling back. "So, Heero and his friends are the timid sort of jocks?"

"Er, I suppose you can call them that. Heero isn't really that quiet. He's just a stuck up asshole who doesn't talk to anyone but his friends, really. Trowa, the guy with the really strange bangs, is more the quiet type. He's a bit of a womanizer, but he's really quiet. Duo, on the other hand…" Hilde trailed off, looking around nervously. Relena laughed.

"Yeah, he's the stereotype in the group, right?" Hilde shrugged.

"Nah, he's just…he has a big mouth. He won't go making fun of you now…well, he might, but his teasing won't be nearly as horrible and decietful as Dianna's."

Relena sighed in relief.

"Well, if they don't talk to anyone outside of their circle, I guess I'm safe. I have no intrest in talking to them either." Hilde laughed.

"That's the spirit. Now, if you want to meet the greatest people in the school, than you came to the right woman. My friends and I are-well, not popular, rich, snobby and don't sleep around. No wait…Ronnie sleeps around but…that's a different story."

"Ronnie?" Relena asked.

"Ronnie Covak. Oh, okay…there's about five of us, including you-who are the girls of the group. Than we have the guys, Ronnie, Kyle and Quatre. Quatre is a bit of an outcast against us, but he's a great guy. Not to mention he's really cute."

Relena laughed.

"Oi, Hilde!" The two girls spun around to see three guys walking towards them. One of them was bald, he had a diamond stud earing in one ear and wore a pair of black jeans and a white wife beater.

"Oi yourself, Ronnie." Hilde said. 'Ronnie' eyed Relena curiously, as did his friends.

"Oh, Ronnie, this here is Relena Dorlian-the new additon to our little group. Relena, that's Ronnie-the one I told you who sleeps around-"

"Hey, I don't sleep around!" Relena laughed as Ronnie shot a mock hurt expression at Hilde. She, too, laughed and rolled her eyes.

"Sure, why not. Any ways, as I was saying-Relena, that's Ronnie, the dude with the black hair is Kyle and this cutie here is Quatre." Hilde said, elbowing a blonde in the stomach.

"Oh, are you saying he's the only cute one?" Ronnie asked, leering at Hilde. The girl laughed as Relena watched them banter on.

"No, Kyle's cute too."

"And I'm…?"

"Ugly?"

"Smart ass."

"It's better than being ugly."

"Who said you were good looking?"

"I do recall a fine day at the park when you told me to get over Tony-said I was too pretty for him anyways."

"I was being a friend, Hild. Besides, I didn't want to get you any more pissed. You could already kick my ass in the mood you were in."

"I can kick your ass in any mood I'm in."

"Exactly."

Relena turned when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She saw the boy named Quatre smiling at her.

"Don't worry about them. They do this all the time."

"Are they…interested in each other?" Relena asked. Quatre laughed and she even noticed a slight grin appear on Kyle's face.

"Oh God, no. They're cousins."

"Oh…" That was all Relena could say.

"You know what, Covak, I'm telling your mom." Hilde sneered, pointing at the boy. Relena laughed. That was a pretty infantile threat. They were high schoolers, for Pete's sake.

But Ronnie began to pale.

"No…please, don't do that." He stuttered. This made Relena laugh. Hilde shot her nose up in the air.

"I suppose. Now, why don't you boys scurry along? I've got to show Relena around some more." She said coolly. The boys nodded.

"Nice to meet you, Relena." Quatre said, smiling gently. Relena couldn't help but smile back.

"Yeah, see you at lunch, Dorlian." Ronnie said with a grin. The Kyle boy nodded in agreement and soon the two boys were walking away from them.

"'I'll tell your mom?'"? Relena looked at Hilde questioningly. Hilde shrugged.

"His mom is this neo-Nazi. She doesn't hit him or anything, but she get's all angry and stuff." Hilde said nonchalantly.

"I see. Hmm…is Kyle always that quiet?" Relena asked. Hilde laughed.

"Yeah. He's the silent boy. Don't expect him to talk much."

"Alright. Wow, you were right, Quatre is cute." Relena said with a grin. Hilde laughed and nodded.

"The poor guy. He's so shy and chivilous, he doesn't even want to notice all the girls that want him. The funny thing is, he's a lot richer than Dianna is, but he refuses to be part of their…how do I put this…'Circle of Platenum and Gold'. He doesn't like them anymore than I do." Relena laughed.

Twenty minutes had passed since Relena had met the boys of Hilde's little circle. The blue haired girl, clad head to toe in black had showed her all her classrooms and even her locker.

The bell rang, interrupting the two girls' conversation on what Relena's last school had been like. Hilde seemed surprised to know that Relena's last school had been a private elementery school that went all the way up to jounior high.

"Why did you come to a public high school than?" Hilde asked as the loud bonging of the bell and the sounds of students heading to classes and talking increased infuriatingly.

"Well, I didn't want to spend too much of my dad's money." Relena said slowly. Hilde frowned.

"What do you mean?"

"My dad died two years ago. I just thought it might be nice to save that money up to go to a good college. Plus, my mom has been working extra hard just to keep everything balanced in the house. She's much more practical about these things. Besides, she doesn't want me to get spoiled." Relena said, laughing.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Relena shook her head.

"It's alright. We should head to class." Hilde nodded and the two girls said their goodbyes and split up to endure first period horrors.

Relena had once read a story where a wealthy girl whose parents had both been killed in a car crash was sent to a school much like this one. She had known nothing but life of being wealthy and taken care off and she struggled through high school like a dying goat. There was a line though, that always stuck in Relena's head.

"First period was always the worst."

Shrugging, Relena pushed open the door to her first period class and looked around. She bit her lip. Things at this school seemed to work around stereotypes. There wasn't one mixed group of people. Everyone who was talking with someone was talking with the someone who resembled them in some way.

She found a seat in the back of the classroom, off in one corner. She decided that, instead of punctruing this school's little schedule, she would let anyone who felt like it sit beside her,rather than embarrass herself by sitting with the wrong people.

Pulling out a notebook, Relena began to prepare for class, something that had been drilled into her since she started school.

"Relena Dorlian?"

The brunette looked up and saw very familiar violet eyes.

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