Alone
Chapter 1
Lmncake
Disclaimer: Not mine. Obviously. Do we need to post this message each and every single time? God damn.
'Breathe. No, I'm drowning. Breathe. I can't. It's okay, take a deep breath. I can't! I'm drowning! I'm drowning. It's dark. I can't see. Everything is muffled. Help me. Please, help me!'
A sharp gasp rang throughout the room as wide eyes stared at the ceiling. An alarm is blaring next to the girl's ears, the incessant ringing annoying her. The girl made no move to try and stop, instead, she counted down how long it took for her butler to arrive. The door to her room burst open and there he stood in all his glory, Michael, her butler. "Took you long enough. You're late by half a minute."
"I apologize. I woke up late since -"
She held up her hand to stop him, not needing a full explanation. She looked up at him expectantly, eyeing the newspaper in his hand. He let out a small chuckle before handing it to her. She grabbed it quickly and skimmed through the columns.
"There isn't anything wrong with the world today."
"And is the unfortunate, milady?"
"Quite so. The world needs a little excitement now and then."
With that said, she stood up and made her way to her bathroom, closing the door with a click. As his mistress is getting herself ready, he folded her blankets, making sure to straighten out all the creases, after all, perfection is everything. He set off to the adjoining room, opening the door to be greeted with the sight of clothing hung and categorized by color, all of them perfectly ironed. He walked past the rows of clothing until he reached the item that he desired. With the yellow dress in his hand, he made his way to the middle of the room which held racks of a variety of shoes, picking a pair of brown heeled combat boots along with sensible white socks. He quickly exited the room, laying out the outfit on the bed and stood there, waiting for his master to come out like a faithful dog. She stepped out of the vast bathroom, signaling him to turn around so she can change. When she saw what was laying on the bed though, she let out a loud displeasing groan.
"Is anything wrong mistress?! Mistress?! Can I turn around?!"
"No. I just remembered that I need to go to the school today. Why must they have such a horrid color for this dress? The dress is already a nightmare itself."
"Milady, I don't mean to rush you, but do hurry up. We only have 15 minutes."
Her eyes grew wide at that and immediately put on the dress, only frowning every now and then. She made her way to the vanity table and sat down, rushing Michael to brush her hair and go already. On the ride to the school, she went over the documents that needed to be signed by today for her company. Yes, her company. Well, technically her parents, but who knows where they are. Time passed in a dull manner, the sound of pen scraping against paper was the only noise that filled up the car. Before she knew it, she arrived at the school. Stepping out of the vehicle, she was greeted with the sight of a pink building. She stared up at it blankly, before looking ahead at the mass of people that stood at the front gate of the school. In the center of them, was a group of boys that had, what was that? Sparkles? Yeah, sparkles surrounding them. She rolled her eyes and grabbed the book bag out of her butler's hands before walking ahead, giving him a formal goodbye before continuing her way.
"Goodbye milady! Remember to make friends and smile! Smile!"
She turned around and gave him a hard glare before making her way through the crowd quickly, ignoring the sudden quiet murmurs that surrounded her. Cheeks burning red with embarrassment, she found her classroom and stood in the corner of her classroom, not knowing where to sit. The bell rang and students piled in the classroom, some joking around, some quickly taking their seat. The teacher made his way to the front of the classroom before beckoning her over. He cleared his throat loudly, catching the attention of everyone in the classroom.
"Class, we have a new student in our class. Please, introduce yourself."
She walked toward the front of the class, head held high as she walked as regally as she could. She faced them, letting her face fall into it's neutral expression.
"Hello. My name is Angel Suzukimi. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."
With that said quite monotonous, she looked at the teacher as if to ask him, 'Where am I going to sit?' He stared at her for a bit before realizing that there wasn't any seats left in the classroom.
"Oh! I'm so sorry. Here, you can share a desk with Fujioka-kun. Please raise your hand Fujioka-kun."
Haruhi looked up from her notebook and raised her hand, not sure what was really going on.
"Ah, there he is. Fujioka-kun, please move to the side a bit so we can squeeze in a chair. It'll only be for today, so please don't worry."
"...Okay."
Haruhi quickly moved her stuff over, and made room for the new transfer student. When the girl reached, she smiled brightly at her and said,"Hello! My name is Fujioka Haruhi." The girl stared at her for a long time, making her uncomfortable before stopping and promptly sitting down. Shrugging the girl's behaviour of, Haruhi resumed back to studying and ignoring the twins that were constantly hanging off her. Speaking of the twins, they were currently poking at the new girl, babbling idiotic stuff as if they were purposely trying to irk the new girl off. Right when Haruhi was about to tell them to stop, Hikaru took it too far and touched the girl's eyepatch.
A slap resounded throughout the room, making silence fill up the room as all eyes laid upon the girl. Short pants escaped from her, head lowered as her frame shook from anger and humiliation. They should know not to touch. What are they, children? Imbeciles. All of them. Fucking idiotic rich kids that are too fucking pathetic to understand the concept of keeping their hands to themselves. Knowing that nothing will be resolved if she even tried to yell at them, she muttered out a bitter apology before sitting down, head held low throughout the entire class period.
So, what do you guys think of the "new and improved" version? Haha. Comment, favorite, do whatever. I don't want to be those pushy people. Well, I hope you enjoyed my story at least. Look forward to more updates. I should be able to get through editing this story quickly since I have a hella lot of time this summer. (If you are a fan of my other stories, please be patient. I will try my best to get to them so I can present a MUCH better version of the original. Since we all know that the original sucks crap. A hell lot of crap.)