I'm back with a new story for you all. Yeah I know people have done future stories about the gangs kids but I'm going to mix it up her. I'm going to intertwine the stories of each character and who they are. You'll figure out who the kids parents are pretty quickly if you pay some close attention to the story.

Here it is...

Chapter 1

??'s POV

She draws threes circles up on the board. She's telling us that we need to draw our future, our past, and what we look like right now in three different circles.

I draw the circles, but what am I suppose to put in them. I'm like the only emo type person in my school. That makes people afraid of me. In truth I'm not a dark person, it's just that I don't see the point in trying to be something that I'm not. I hate cheerleaders and their preppy ways. They think that I'm weird because I have no friends in this school.

It's not that I don't want friends. I just know Shadia. Shadia is unfortunately a lowly seventh grader and I am a sophomore. Shadia has her own group of friends in her grade. That's good for her.

Bing.

The bell finally rings. Now I can get out of this hell whole of a classroom and head to lunch. At this school all grade levels are connected. High school to elementary kids all eats lunch at the exact same time. Plus we get a whole hour for lunch.

I see Shadia walking past with her group of friends. She has golden hair half way down her back. In her group is a boy, his name is Zhino (at least that is what she told me his name was), the weird thing about him is that he looks like Yugi Mutou. Which is kind of funny considering the fact that no one knows if he ever had a kid or not. Yes I said "had," and that is because no one has seen the dueling legend in over seven years.

I turn my head to eat my lunch…

Shadia's POV

Man all morning I've been thinking about what Layla said.

"I'm going to play Duel Monsters professionally now, Sha." She told me this with determination in her voice.

"But why now?" I asked her even though I most likely knew the reason.

Layla replied, "I keep thinking that I can find my father though dueling many different opponents."

Layla's purple and blue eyes have never looked so determined. She has been wanting to meet her real father for a while now. Why? I don't really know.

Bing.

Lunch finally. I catch Zhino and Christan in the hallway before we get to the lunch line. Apparently, food is a major importance in our little group along with spending time together.

As we walk over to the tree where we eat lunch I see Layla. She is very unsocial in her grade. I guess it is because she is the only girl who doesn't have a father in her life.

Then again, neither does Zhino. His dad died a few years ago from some disease epidemic while he was digging in Egypt for artifacts. Zhino's dad was an Egyptoloist. If I recall correctly Zhino was only 5 or 6 years old when that happened. His little sister was only 2 years old at the time.

"Hey Shadia, you okay?" it's was Christan's hand waving in front of me. Man does he look so much like his father. Brown hair, blue eyes, the only difference in the two of them is the fact that Christan has a little bit darker skin color.

"Yeah I'm fine." I say to him.

"Okay good." Zhino was relieved.

I've never seen a picture of his dad. My dad always says that Zhino looks just like his father and Serena, Zhino's little sister, looks like her mother. I guess I trust what my dad says because Zhino's dad and my dad use to be best of friends.

"Hey C, do you understand what we have to do for this project in history class? I'm confused." I asked kindly. Although I always rely on Christan for knowing what is going on in school.

C looks at me as if I were crazy, "Yeah. We're studying ancient Egypt."

"Oh." Was all that I could say. I guess I dozed off in that class.

I noticed that Zhino had fallen silent when I heard Christan say this. I feel bad for Zhino. He is so touchy when it comes to the ancient Egypt fact or Egypt in general. It bothers him so much still that he asked the teacher if he could do his project on another subject instead of this one.

"Sha, I got a question for you?" I knew that the voice belonged to Christan. It was questioning and curious.

I answer him confidently, "Shot, C."

"Is it just me or does that sophomore named Layla over there look somewhat like Zhino or something?" he was defiantly curious.

I looked up and saw that Zhino had gone off to the bathroom then I said, "Yeah see kind of does. She's my neighbor and my friend. I never told her what you just told me though. She says that she's going to be a professional duelist."

"But why?" C is even more curious as to her reason why she is taking up dueling then I was.

"Layla thinks that she'll be able to meet her real father that way." I explain, "She's never met him. She doesn't even know what he looks like. Alls she knows is that he had blonde hair. If she didn't dye her hair black you would see brown hair with blonde streaks in it. That's what she told me anyways."

"That's crazy," was all the C could say. He was in total shock.

"What are you guys talking about?" the tri-colored hair boy asked us.

I smiled, "Nothing Zhinny."

"Is his nickname still the Japanese money?" the brunette sitting right next to me asked.

I laughed a little this time, "Yes, just like yours is still the letter C and my is still Sha."

I really think that Christan wants to meet the mysterious Layla. I'll talk to her later about it.

Next time: Layla and Shadia talk about things. You figure out more about each of the characters. And see some tempers flare possibly.

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