Author's Notes: I went ahead and used my fic for an English assignment. I
liked the rewritten version a bit better than the original, so I decided to
repost it under a new title. It's basically the same for the first couple
of chapters, so bare with me while I get things up to speed. I should get a
new chapter up about every two weeks, but I'm not making any promises.
Enjoy and REVIEW, onegai!! Domo arigato gozaimasu!
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My parents call me Anne. I don't know why, for Megumi is my given name. Am I not a blessing, or did they merely intend to give my name a more royal connotation? Maybe they know something I do not... A distant memory is often stirred in my mind of a palace adorned with silver and emerald and a gleaming staff reflecting the constant glow of starlight. It doesn't seem real, but I can't help but wonder if maybe the notion isn't as far-fetched as I believe it to be....
Born of the Stars: Chapter 1
I walked purposefully through the mass of students gaping at the test scores. Why do they care so much? Something so inconsequential as grades shouldn't be regarded so highly. Sure, I studied a lot, but I didn't care much that I was ranked among the top ten. It's merely a label that most people show off, and I don't want to be like them. Nudging my backpack up on my shoulder, I trudged on to Biology.
I retrieved the handouts from the front of the room and took a sear fairly close to the front, tossing my backpack to the floor. My waist-length, light brown hair drifted across my face as I took out my spiral notebook and a pencil. Brushing the locks aside, I glanced around the lecture hall. A group of students were chattering about God only knows what. Will they ever shut up? I thought, massaging my head.
Ami Mizuno walked through the door, politely working her way through the crowd of gossipers. She tucked her short, blue hair behind her ear. I smiled at her and she returned the gesture and sat down in the chair next to me. Ami was quiet, focused, and intelligent; it's too bad there aren't more people like her. She took out her notes and began reviewing. I had studied my own notes to the point of exhaustion the night before, so I stared passively out the window and awaited the commencement of class.
A few minutes later, Professor Iwasaki shuffled in and stood momentarily at the front of the room. He smoothed down his thinning, white hair and slid on his silver spectacles. Immediately, the students rushed to their seats.
"Open your textbooks to Chapter 14," Professor Iwasaki said in his gravelly voice and began sketching a leaf on the board. "Because the flowers of many plants are too ambiguous to rely solely upon for identification, the leaves must also be considered," he began, finishing sketches of two more leaves. "These are some examples of leaf patterns. This particular one..." He motioned to the first leaf. "...Is indicative of a plant of the-Miss Tsukino, if you would kindly take your seat! This is unacceptable in my class!"
The odango-haired blonde had unsuccessfully attempted to sneak into Professor Iwasaki's class late, once again. She picked up a detention slip and slunk towards the back of the room. I stared unsympathetically after her. Honestly, how hard can it be to lose track of time when it seems as if there is a clock every 10 metres in the halls? I returned my attention to the lecture.
I looked down at my watch. Only five more minutes... My mind slipped away and I looked discreetly around the class. It was then that I noticed something about Usagi and Ami: they both had a glowing aura surrounding them. Usagi's was pure whites and Ami's light blue. It was even stranger because the image of myself on a throne and then in a sailor fuku flashed briefly before my eyes. Coincidence? Very possibly...
A few hours later, the bell rang, indicating the beginning of lunch hour. I walked out of my Modern Japanese class and met Yamako and Leiko in front of my locker. Leiko Narita was about average height with shoulder length, fiery red hair and light blue eyes that were slightly almond shaped, as were mine. However, mine were a darker shade of blue. Yamako Magami was tall and had highlighted, black hair that was held back in a braided bun. She had sparkling, hazel eyes. They had been my best friends ever since had been very young. In fact, the only reason our parents agreed to let us go to Tokyo for our schooling instead of staying in Osaka was because we would be together. We talked about everything and anything, trusting each other with our very lives.
We walked to our usual table in the cafeteria. Yamako and I sat down and Leiko slipped off for a few minutes. Yamako immediately broke out her laptop and began typing furiously.
"What are you rushing to complete this time?" I asked with suspicion, peering over her shoulder. Quickly, she snapped the lid shut and wheeled around.
"Oh! Um...nothing..." she stammered. I smirked slightly and shook my head. I really hoped she would pass her classes after rushing through so many assignments at the absolute *last* minute. Her parents had spent a lot of money to send her here. If I were to slack off as much as she did, I don't believe I would be able to show my face at home ever again. Or maybe that was her intention...
I got my chopsticks out of the case and began eating my sushi. Leiko slid into the chair next to me. "Another report?" she asked. Yamako just snorted and kept typing. "I guess so..."
"I don't think Professor Tabuchi will be very pleased with her work ethic," I whispered to Leiko. She nodded solemnly in response, then stared dreamy- eyed in another direction, completely captivated by something (or rather, someone). "Earth to Leiko! " I said, waving my hand in front of her face. I looked in the same direction she was, and then groaned softly. There were the Three Lights, the ever-popular teen idols. A huge crowd had gathered around them, but they didn't seem to enjoy the attention. I snickered indifferently at them.
"Shut up, Megumi! Quit acting so jealous!" Leiko hissed.
I gave her a strange look and commented, "Why would I be jealous of someone who is being stalked by every girl in this hemisphere?" That evoked a stifled laugh from Yamako, who promptly continued innocently writing her report when Leiko shot a dirty look in her direction. I smiled apologetically and gave the three a once-over.
Taiki was the tallest of them. His brown hair was neatly parted on the side and he had deep violet eyes. Seiya, a football player with stunning blue eyes and unkempt black hair, was standing next to him. The shortest of the three, Yaten, had silver hair and light green eyes. He had quite an attitude and was also a bit of a Narcissist. I'm not one to be concerned with boyfriends and such, but if I had to go out with someone, it would definitely be Kou Seiya. Dating is a last resort for me, mind you. *VERY* last...
"Is Seiya-kun still after that Tsukino girl?" asked, wondering why he smiled at her occasionally but hadn't done much more.
"The scuttlebutt is her boyfriend is back from America, last I heard. He seems to have backed off a bit," Yamako replied, glancing over her laptop screen.
"That's too bad. They would make a cute couple," I mumbled, sighing absently.
Leiko's mouth dropped on the floor. "What was that?! Did I just hear what I thought I did from the mouth of Megumi Takahashi?" I blushed a little involuntarily.
"Since when did you care about who went out with whom?" Yamako added, raising an eyebrow.
"I thought you had an essay to complete for next period," I said dryly.
"Ha! You couldn't come up with a good comeback for that one! THE SUPERIOR YAMAKO-SAMA TRIUMPHS AGAIN!!!" she yelled. Everyone looked at her and she quickly sat down, flushing bright red.
"Shut your trap already, will you? Is it a crime to express your opinions in this country or something?!" I growled through my teeth. Yamako and Leiko snickered, but I just rolled my eyes.
To be completely honest, I don't think very highly of Mamoru Chiba, Usagi's boyfriend. My cousin Suri date him a while back, and she said he was a dirty, conniving bastard. I have other sources that confirm it, as well. Though I don't usually offer sympathy, I do hope Usagi realizes that she's heading in the wrong direction with that damned college student.
************************************************************************ Whee!!! Did you like this one better that the original? I've decided to cut back on chapter size this time around. It'll guarantee that I get more chapters posted quicker. Please review and give helpful criticism!! You can also e-mail me at Queenofbrokenhearts89@ yahoo.com. I would prefer you not use my AOL addy... I never check it, so it'll just be undue suffering on your part as you wait for a reply.
@--^---- RoseCellist
My parents call me Anne. I don't know why, for Megumi is my given name. Am I not a blessing, or did they merely intend to give my name a more royal connotation? Maybe they know something I do not... A distant memory is often stirred in my mind of a palace adorned with silver and emerald and a gleaming staff reflecting the constant glow of starlight. It doesn't seem real, but I can't help but wonder if maybe the notion isn't as far-fetched as I believe it to be....
Born of the Stars: Chapter 1
I walked purposefully through the mass of students gaping at the test scores. Why do they care so much? Something so inconsequential as grades shouldn't be regarded so highly. Sure, I studied a lot, but I didn't care much that I was ranked among the top ten. It's merely a label that most people show off, and I don't want to be like them. Nudging my backpack up on my shoulder, I trudged on to Biology.
I retrieved the handouts from the front of the room and took a sear fairly close to the front, tossing my backpack to the floor. My waist-length, light brown hair drifted across my face as I took out my spiral notebook and a pencil. Brushing the locks aside, I glanced around the lecture hall. A group of students were chattering about God only knows what. Will they ever shut up? I thought, massaging my head.
Ami Mizuno walked through the door, politely working her way through the crowd of gossipers. She tucked her short, blue hair behind her ear. I smiled at her and she returned the gesture and sat down in the chair next to me. Ami was quiet, focused, and intelligent; it's too bad there aren't more people like her. She took out her notes and began reviewing. I had studied my own notes to the point of exhaustion the night before, so I stared passively out the window and awaited the commencement of class.
A few minutes later, Professor Iwasaki shuffled in and stood momentarily at the front of the room. He smoothed down his thinning, white hair and slid on his silver spectacles. Immediately, the students rushed to their seats.
"Open your textbooks to Chapter 14," Professor Iwasaki said in his gravelly voice and began sketching a leaf on the board. "Because the flowers of many plants are too ambiguous to rely solely upon for identification, the leaves must also be considered," he began, finishing sketches of two more leaves. "These are some examples of leaf patterns. This particular one..." He motioned to the first leaf. "...Is indicative of a plant of the-Miss Tsukino, if you would kindly take your seat! This is unacceptable in my class!"
The odango-haired blonde had unsuccessfully attempted to sneak into Professor Iwasaki's class late, once again. She picked up a detention slip and slunk towards the back of the room. I stared unsympathetically after her. Honestly, how hard can it be to lose track of time when it seems as if there is a clock every 10 metres in the halls? I returned my attention to the lecture.
I looked down at my watch. Only five more minutes... My mind slipped away and I looked discreetly around the class. It was then that I noticed something about Usagi and Ami: they both had a glowing aura surrounding them. Usagi's was pure whites and Ami's light blue. It was even stranger because the image of myself on a throne and then in a sailor fuku flashed briefly before my eyes. Coincidence? Very possibly...
A few hours later, the bell rang, indicating the beginning of lunch hour. I walked out of my Modern Japanese class and met Yamako and Leiko in front of my locker. Leiko Narita was about average height with shoulder length, fiery red hair and light blue eyes that were slightly almond shaped, as were mine. However, mine were a darker shade of blue. Yamako Magami was tall and had highlighted, black hair that was held back in a braided bun. She had sparkling, hazel eyes. They had been my best friends ever since had been very young. In fact, the only reason our parents agreed to let us go to Tokyo for our schooling instead of staying in Osaka was because we would be together. We talked about everything and anything, trusting each other with our very lives.
We walked to our usual table in the cafeteria. Yamako and I sat down and Leiko slipped off for a few minutes. Yamako immediately broke out her laptop and began typing furiously.
"What are you rushing to complete this time?" I asked with suspicion, peering over her shoulder. Quickly, she snapped the lid shut and wheeled around.
"Oh! Um...nothing..." she stammered. I smirked slightly and shook my head. I really hoped she would pass her classes after rushing through so many assignments at the absolute *last* minute. Her parents had spent a lot of money to send her here. If I were to slack off as much as she did, I don't believe I would be able to show my face at home ever again. Or maybe that was her intention...
I got my chopsticks out of the case and began eating my sushi. Leiko slid into the chair next to me. "Another report?" she asked. Yamako just snorted and kept typing. "I guess so..."
"I don't think Professor Tabuchi will be very pleased with her work ethic," I whispered to Leiko. She nodded solemnly in response, then stared dreamy- eyed in another direction, completely captivated by something (or rather, someone). "Earth to Leiko! " I said, waving my hand in front of her face. I looked in the same direction she was, and then groaned softly. There were the Three Lights, the ever-popular teen idols. A huge crowd had gathered around them, but they didn't seem to enjoy the attention. I snickered indifferently at them.
"Shut up, Megumi! Quit acting so jealous!" Leiko hissed.
I gave her a strange look and commented, "Why would I be jealous of someone who is being stalked by every girl in this hemisphere?" That evoked a stifled laugh from Yamako, who promptly continued innocently writing her report when Leiko shot a dirty look in her direction. I smiled apologetically and gave the three a once-over.
Taiki was the tallest of them. His brown hair was neatly parted on the side and he had deep violet eyes. Seiya, a football player with stunning blue eyes and unkempt black hair, was standing next to him. The shortest of the three, Yaten, had silver hair and light green eyes. He had quite an attitude and was also a bit of a Narcissist. I'm not one to be concerned with boyfriends and such, but if I had to go out with someone, it would definitely be Kou Seiya. Dating is a last resort for me, mind you. *VERY* last...
"Is Seiya-kun still after that Tsukino girl?" asked, wondering why he smiled at her occasionally but hadn't done much more.
"The scuttlebutt is her boyfriend is back from America, last I heard. He seems to have backed off a bit," Yamako replied, glancing over her laptop screen.
"That's too bad. They would make a cute couple," I mumbled, sighing absently.
Leiko's mouth dropped on the floor. "What was that?! Did I just hear what I thought I did from the mouth of Megumi Takahashi?" I blushed a little involuntarily.
"Since when did you care about who went out with whom?" Yamako added, raising an eyebrow.
"I thought you had an essay to complete for next period," I said dryly.
"Ha! You couldn't come up with a good comeback for that one! THE SUPERIOR YAMAKO-SAMA TRIUMPHS AGAIN!!!" she yelled. Everyone looked at her and she quickly sat down, flushing bright red.
"Shut your trap already, will you? Is it a crime to express your opinions in this country or something?!" I growled through my teeth. Yamako and Leiko snickered, but I just rolled my eyes.
To be completely honest, I don't think very highly of Mamoru Chiba, Usagi's boyfriend. My cousin Suri date him a while back, and she said he was a dirty, conniving bastard. I have other sources that confirm it, as well. Though I don't usually offer sympathy, I do hope Usagi realizes that she's heading in the wrong direction with that damned college student.
************************************************************************ Whee!!! Did you like this one better that the original? I've decided to cut back on chapter size this time around. It'll guarantee that I get more chapters posted quicker. Please review and give helpful criticism!! You can also e-mail me at Queenofbrokenhearts89@ yahoo.com. I would prefer you not use my AOL addy... I never check it, so it'll just be undue suffering on your part as you wait for a reply.
@--^---- RoseCellist