I crumpled yet another idea throwing it at the recycling bin by the door, as it went in a spiky haired man entered.
"Hey," he said.
"Hey," I muttered distractedly. Trying to think of an idea I only had three days left to write a minimum of four seasons! Not asking much though it would have helped if Miss had told me about it before the holiday like she was supposed to! Yeah because you had so much free time, I thought to myself.
"How's it going?" he asked enfolding me in his arms, kissing my neck.
"Not now, I need to concentrate," I said trying to pull away.
"That well huh?" he said amused, not letting me go.
"Argh I can't think," I whined, throwing the pen onto the desk. The worst part was I had a horrible feeling in my mind. Everyone knows which one I mean. The one when something is on the tip of your tongue yet you can't say it!
His tanned hand moved the pen of the paper.
"It isn't the pens fault, Mana," he said amused.
"Shut it, Atem," I growled, he chuckled at me.
"It's times like this I miss being able to hid in the puzzle," he said noticing my glare. That's it!
"Out!" I demanded standing up and pushing him from the room.
"Mana – "
"You heard me out, I don't care if you were the Pharaoh. Out!" I said sternly, pushing him from the door and shutting it firmly. Man I wish I had a lock, or better yet my own room. Oh well. I grabbed my pen and scribbled away…
"You ready," Mr Bradley said, I smiled at him and nodded. He gestured for me to follow Miss Richardson.
"OK Mana, stand at the front, the judges are there," Miss Richardson said; I stood up my entry in my hands.
"Ok this is our schools entry," she said to the judges I froze when I saw Pegasus; he smiled at me holding his glass up. "Miss Mana Muto we meet again."
That'll be why he didn't reply to me email, and his expression told me he knew what I was thinking.
The school roared in applause making me blush. I tried to flatten my hair a little. I was wearing my favourite clothes knowing wanting to make a good impression the so it could be a TV programme. On the bright side I already knew one of the judges well and he was in the story.
"What is your story about?" Pegasus asked.
"You'll see, I put people I know as characters, I put a spin on what the world knows." I said, he raised an eyebrow curiously but didn't continue. I took a deep breath, searching for my friends. Luckily they were right in front, guests of honour nearly everyone I wanted to invite I looked along the row.
Atem, Yugi, Téa, Tristan, Joey, Mai, Serenity, Seto, Mokuba, Bakura, Duke, Rebecca, Professor Hawkins, Grandpa, Ishizu, Marik, Odeon even Rafael, Alister and Valon made it! They all smiled encouragingly. I wonder how they would feel in about a minute.
"Long ago." I said, trying to keep my voice strong. "When the pyramids were still young." I saw everyone realise what I was about to do, Atem, Téa and Yugi were trying hard not to laugh. Tristan and Joey were looking at me in shock. Kaiba looked amused but angry knowing it wasn't going to portray him well, not at first at least. Bakura flushed but looked interested he had no memory of any of this. I could see Pegasus trying not to look to amused. "Egyptian kings played a game of great and terrible power. But these shadow games erupted into a war that threatened to destroy the entire world. Until a brave and powerful Pharaoh locked the magic away." I said I sent a quick wink in Atem's direction. "Imprisoning it within the mystical Millennium items. Now five thousand years later. A boy names Yugi unlocks the secrets of the millennium puzzle. He is infused with ancient magical energies. For destiny has chosen him to defend the world from the return of the Shadow Games. Just as the brave Pharaoh did. Five thousand years ago."
Everyone cheered loudly my friends louder than the rest and the telling of our story began...
