OK first up I am REALLY confused with the age of the lyoko warriors. Here's what I have.
William - 15 (Tenth Grade)
Yumi - 15 (Tenth Grade)
Jeremy - 14 (Ninth grade)
Aelita - 14 (Ninth Grade)
Odd - 14 (Ninth Grade)
Ulrich - 14 (Ninth Grade)
Rebecca - 14 (Ninth Grade)
This takes place after Episode 94 Fight to the Finish, except the programme failed William is still under X.A.N.A's control (They still have the polymorphic spectre) they haven't lost the Skid and Franz Hopper isn't dead.
I run swiftly across Kadic's courtyard as the gentle trickle of rain turns to a dangerous mix of heavy sleet and hail. At the moment? Most people would be thinking something along the lines of... Oh No I'm late!, My hair's going to get wet!, but no. All I'm thinking about right now is my art supplies in my side bag. I run into the front office and quickly shut the door behind me. "Miss. Seals?" I smile and drag my two suitcases to the front desk. "Yes, I'm sorry I'm late ma'am, my bus ran late and then it started raining!" I speak in a noticable british accent, I half smile and she ducks behind the desk, "Here's your schedule, a map and your room number 25". I look at my schedule and slip it into my backpack before grabbing my bags and heading down the corridor.
Ok, it's 9:45, I'm an hour late so second lesson just started if this is like my last school.. After a VERY long time I find my dorm; in my defence the map was half rubbed out. With my room the first thing I notice is ...dusty... I dump my bags on the bed and pull out my art supplies, placing them neatly on the desk. I place the suitcase (with my clothes) at the end of the bed and I grab my empty fabric shoulderbag from my suitcase. I carefully place my class book's, my pencils and stationery, my phone, wallet and two of my sketchbooks; both of which were blank and head for class.
Well it turns out it took me half an hour to find my dorm so now it's 10:25 including the time it took me to get ready. Sooo... now it is third lesson. By the time I reach the bottom of the stairs there are students EVERYWHERE. I pull out my map and timetable, but the map was terrible so I soon tap someone on the shoulder. She was tall, was wearing black jeans and had straight black hair that stopped at her shoulders. "Could you please show me room R109?" She cocks an eyebrow and smiles, "Sure, I'm Yumi, I'm assuming you're new then?" She gestures for me to follow her and I follow her through the crowd, "Yeah, I'm Rebecca..".
We soon arrive at R109 and during that time I got along pretty well with her. She's Japanese, has a younger brother named Hiroki, and is 15. "See you later Yumi!" I wave and walk into the class; the teacher wasn't here yet and everyone was just chatting; I soon spot an empty desk and I glide silently across the room.
I sit down and quickly pull out my notebooks, I grab a pencil and my sketchbook and begin to scribble. I was well aware of the twenty three sets of eyes on me but I brush it off. I begin to sketch a picture of one of the streets I'd seen this morning. That was my style of art, I drew VERY detailed drawings of anything I've ever seen. It gave me a surprisingly good memory. I was soon interuppterupted; "Have I met you before?" I look up to see a good looking boy staring at me from the desk in front of me. "No..." The first thing I notice is his hair, it was brushed and geled to a point with a streak of purple. Second; all his clothes are very purple, Third...was he flirting with me? "Don't think so..." I continue drawing, "Are you sure?~" Yep he was flirting, "Dude I REALLY don't hink I could forget hair that..." I look at him and tap the pencil on my chin for a second. "Pointy.." The boy next to him starts laughing, he had brown hair and a camo jacket over a brown shirt.
"Odd, I don't think I've seen you turned down that hard before" The boy, Odd sits back in his chair and crosses his arms, "Shut up Ulrich". The teacher walks in and I sit cross-legged on my chair, "Good Morning class, oh?" His eye's land on me; "It appears we have a new student. "I'll let her introduce herself" I put my notebook down, "My name is Rebecca Seals" The teacher sits down and he gestures for me to keep going, "Tell us something interesting about yourself". I think for a second, "I love art and am have transferred to 5 different schools in the past 4 years". I smile and the teacher pulls out a piece of chalk, "Thank you, now to start off with english we are going to look at...".
The lesson goes by really quickly and before I know it; it's recess. I grabbed the books for my next two lessons so I wouldn't have to worry; I manage to find the cafeteria and just like in class I got ALOT of stares. Whilst most kids we're wearing jeans and shirts, I was wearing a white knit beret and scarf. A loose green, long sleeved cardigan over a black top, skinny jeans and ballet slippers.
I grab my recess; salad and an orange juice before finding an empty table and taking a seat. I put my bag on the table and kick my legs up; I grab my sketch book and juice and I soon finish my first drawing, and move onto another.
My sketchbooks hold my memories; I draw what I see and what I feel. I end up drawing Yumi in the crowd and Odd and Ulrich at their desk talking to me. I'm halfway through my salad and I had finished Yumi, now doing Odd's hair, when I realize that someone is standing in front of me. "Yes?" It was a boy, he was definately older then me, he was wearing a jacket, jeans and had unaturally deep blue hair. "Can I sit here?" I smile and nod, he sits down and stares at his food.
He Just stares.
"Umm...What are you doing?"
He looks up and stares at me blankly, "Looking at my food" I chuckle at his weirdness and he looks at me confused. "What are you laughing about?" I rub my hand which was cramping up and shrug. "Nothing, I'm Rebecca" I hold out my hand and he gently shakes it, "Nice to meet you Rebecca, I am William"
"No William! Fight it! Your a Lyoko Warrior you swore to i- "
I pull my hand back gently and smile, What was that? That voice sounded so..familiar
I go back to drawing and I soon finish the drawing. "Hey Beck" I look up and smile, "Hey Yumi, Hey Odd, Hey Ulrich", I smile as they all sit down next to me and I quickly pull my feet off the table, "What are you drawing?" Before I can stop him Odd yanks my notebook out of my hands and flips it open. "Whoa..." I blush and try to grab it. "Please don't look at it!" I whine and he moves it out of my grip; "You're really good Beck!" He passes it to Ulrich and I slump into my chair. "Thanks" I mumble and soon realize there are two people standing at the end of the table. "Hey guys! Rebecca this is Jeremy Belpois and Aelita Stones" The first thing I noticed about Aelita was her hair, it was bright pink but it suited her, so I wasn't complaining. Second,she oddly enough reminded me of my younger sister, Bonnie; I couldn't explain it she just...did. Jeremy was your classical, nerd with glasses, but like Aelita; his clothes and glasses suited him.
Fourth and Fifth lessons we're both PE, I was and wasn't looking forward to this. From the age of 5 my dad had committed his every waking moment to signing me up for sport, entering me in competitions, training me, all that; he'd always wanted son and when mom left he sort of lost hope for it. So he just turned to me. At my last school he had me doing track, cross country, field, and most sports including basketball, tennis, soccer, netball and dodgeball if you can count that as a sport. But the one thing I couldn't stand was swimming. He understood that at least. The reason I wasn't looking forward to it was I HATE SPORT. As you might've already guessed; I'm an artist not an athlete; but I just don't want to let dad down.
I run to my room and quickly pull on a pair of black shorts, and a grey singlet. I pull on my trainers and pull my hair into a high ponytail, before I sprint out the door towards the track, Yumi had been kind enough to give me directions. I run down the stairs and stop dead, a tiny dog was sitting at the foot of the stairs. "Hey there..." I walk to the bottom of the stairs and drop to my knees, "Here boy.." The dog cautiously walks forward and I smile, it comes forward and I scratch him gently beind the ear. I soon realise he had a pair of socks in his mouth, he also had a collar. He curls up on my legs and I quickly flip his collar over. "Why am I not surprised.." I chuckle, Odd Della Robbia, Kiwi. "So Kiwi, wanna go find Odd?" He perks up and hops up, I get up and we walk down the stairs.
We walk to the track together and I soon find the boy's change room. I knock on the door and Ulrich opens the door; "Uh..Hi Beck, the girls change room is down the hall" I gesture to my feet and he looks at Kiwi. "Oh... Odd!" he opens the door wider and Odd appears in the doorway, "Oh hey Rebecca! Couldn't resist me anymore?" I cock and eyebrow and gesture to my feet, "KIWI! My little diggity dog!". Kiwi jumps onto Odd and drops the socks onto his lap before starting to lick his face, "See you during class!". I jog down the hall and soon find the track which was already covered in students.
I spot Aelita in the large group of students and quickly jog up next to her. "Hey, Aelita!" She turns to me and smiles,
"Hey Rebecca! I didn't realise we were in the same cla-"
"Hey! It's time for class! Now..Roll call!" A big man walks towards the group and I instinctively hide myself behind Aelita. He had a mop of brown hair, a red sweater on and he was wearing a pair of black sweatpants; completed with a pair of sneakers. "To all new students, please come and line up next to me, just so you know. I am Jim Morales, your PE and gym teacher" I sigh and slouch forward with the other victims and try and hide my face just to be on the safe side. "Okay, names?"
"Oliver Milware"
"Theodore Porimere"
"Jessica Tristiby"
"Rebecca Seals..."
"What?" Damn. "Rebecca Seals" Jim walks up to me and squats to my level; "No way! You're not THE Rebecca Seals; daughter of Gregory Seals?!" I instinctively take a step back and he grabs my hand with both of his and starts shaking it in an annoying way. "Wow! It truly is a pleasure! I think you're a real inspiration to children everywhere an-"
"Can we please get on with the lesson?" I sigh and slip my hand free.
People are staring.
Of course people are staring
Remember when I said my dad entered me in sports competions? We'll I've been on a couple of sports magazines as well. "Ok then, Seals, Dunbar, Stern and Della Robbia, line up for track! Time to see a pro run!" He elbows me and I do one of those chibi depression expressions (THAT RHYMED! OoO).
I walk towards the track and Ulrich and Odd begin dropping questions. "So what was all that about?" I sigh and sweatdrop, "Don't ask..please don't ask" I walk next to William and quickly stretch before I bend down preparing to run. "And..bang!" We all start off at a jog before picking up speed; but I easily overtake them.
I finish about 4 seconds ahead of them. "Whoa!" I slow down once I pass the finish line and I wipe the sweat from my forehead. "You guys are good!" Dunbar walks up behind them and I playfully smack him on the back; it's what I did with my friends at my last school, "C'mon dude! You're ment to run, not walk!"
'No William! Fight it! You're a Lyoko warrior you swore to it!
I make out to blurry figures and I quickly pull my hand back. "Excellent job !" I half smile and stretch, "Ok now, Sissi, Mathias..." The rest of the day goes by surprisingly quickly; I steered clear of William and by the end of the day I was sore as hell. Jim had made me do shotput, 800m, javelin and a gazillion other events as well; I was so tired I'd just missed dinner completely.
I flop out on my bed and sigh; I quickly strip off my clothes and slip into my pjs, a pale red singlet with black cotton pants. SOME good news that came today, I'd finished all my homework during class, I'd avoided any questions about PE and I just finished unpacking. I switch on my lamp and pull out my sketch book and pencils; by 8:30 I'd drawn the track, Odd and Kiwi, Jeremy and Aelita at the table and William poking his food. I was still interested by what'd happened though when I'd touched William. What is Lyoko? And WHY did that voice sound so familiar? I shake my head and pull out my spare notebook, writting Lyoko carefully on the front page. I jump when I hear a knock at the door and I shove both my notebooks into the sidetable drawer, "Yes?" I open the door and to my great surprise, Odd and Aelita were standing at the door. "Uhh...hi" I open the door wider and they walk in, "So what's up?" Aelita sits next to me on my bed and smiles. "We were just worried about you, you seemed a bit shaken up after PE" I smile, "Thanks, I'm fine". Odd seemed to be inspecting my art supplies and he quickly turns to me, "Also what was the deal with Jim in PE?" I sigh and look at him; "I prefer not to talk about it" Odd pouts and I yawn, "We'll come on Odd it's almost curfew, plus I think Rebecca could use some sleep" We say our farewells and I retire for the night as soon as they leave. I snuggle into my blankets and smile, today hadn't been EXCELLENT but it hadn't been terrible.
I fell asleep thinking about Lyoko, I'd never heard of it before. It wasn't until 4am did I realise whos voice it was.
The voice belonged to Yumi.
