DISCLAIMER: i DO NOT own anything except for the plot!
this is an old story and i never got very far with it.
if you want to take this for a spin please contact me.
this has not been beta'ed so give me a break.
~story start~
"Mamorie-chan, just let me go! We both know that I didn't pass!" I cried, trying to get away from Mamorie's grip on my shoulders as she dragged me towards the acceptance list.
"Your number is 021, right?" Mamorie asked me.
"Y-yes." I murmured.
"021...021...! AHA! Found it!" She shouted.
"Eh?! W-where?" I gasped.
"There! See, Adrian-kohai, I told you you'd make it!" Mamorie said and slapped my shoulder in congratulations.
"Y-yeah, I guess you did." I murmured.
"Wait here while I get you your student guide, okay?" Mamorie called, running off.
"A-ah! O-okay!" I called after her. "Damn Mamorie, leaving me all alone..."
"Eh... oh, you're that boy from middle school, Adrian Kano, right?" Someone behind me asked.
"Y-yeah, w-who...?" I asked while turning around. When I saw who it was I let my sentence trail off. "Hi-Hiruma-san?!"
"Hiruma! Stay away from him!" Mamorie yelled.
"Tch... and why should i do that?" Hiruma asked. "After all, He is the football teams new manager."
"What!? Since when?!" Mamorie asked/screamed.
"U-um... well... I asked Hiruma-san last year if I could...-" I tried to explain.
"NO! Adrian-kohai, I thought I told you about HIM!" Mamorie yelled.
"Echem... I don't think that He's listening." Hiruma stated, pointing at the D.S. that had (somehow) appeared in my hands.
"ERGH! I thought that your parents took that away!" Mamorie shouted.
"They did." I told her.
"Then how?" Mamorie asked/wailed.
"I do have more then one, you know." I informed her.
"Urgh... i give up! How many of those do you have, anyways?" Mamorie whined.
"Five.: I said.
"Why do you have so many?" Hiruma asked.
"E-eh... be-because Mamorie-chan's always taking them, Hiruma-san." I stuttered.
and that's where i left off.