Foreign Amour
A/N: Well this is pretty much my first yuri I've publish on this website so I'm a little nervous about the reaction I'll receive on the story. Any request and suggestions are welcomed. Enjoy~!
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I walked down the hall as slow as possible to avoiding tripping and my head down to avoid eye contact with any student and teachers down the hall. I really hate interacting with other people...I'm nice(I think) just a really shy person. And also, people tend to stare at me either because of my so called "beauty" or just for the loose clothing I wear which is saggy pants, saggy shirts and anything of that nature. Where ever I go, my attire has to be comfortable to wear or I won't go anywhere at all. I know, I know. It seems strange having a 5 foot 7 creature walking around in clothes 2 sizes too large but hey, a girl needs to be comfortable (screw beauty). I don't believe in beauty or even have seen true beauty before. Back home in Italy, it was all about beauty and surprisingly, I never had liked it even when people complimented on my curves and pink flowing hair. Maybe it'll change here in America in my new school but I truly doubt it.
I continued walking down the hall until I reached my destination. 'Classroom D-2' it read on the classroom door. Not knowing what will lie beyond that door, I picked up my sagging pants and took a deep breath as I turned the door knob and went in. 'Here I go…'
Before me was class of students, chattering loudly until little by little, each of them noticed me. All were staring at me, well except for that teal head girl in the corner desk at the end. She just kept her head down and continued her studies. As for everyone else well, they just found an excuse to stop the 'work' they were doing.
"Can I see your schedule um…?" I turned to see that the teacher was signaling to pass her a paper she didn't have.
"It's Luka. Luka Megurine and I don't have a ske-skeduele?" I replied with my usual Italian accent. Did I mention I suck at English? And telling by the teachers face palm, I was gonna' be a piece of work for her.
"Okay Miss. Megurine, just sit right over there." She pointed to the only empty seat, the seat next to the tealette that paid no attention for my long-term visit. With everyone looking at me, I nervously walked down the row with the same manner I did when I walked down the hall. When I sat down in my new seat, I turned to say hello to my new neighbor but telling by the way she turn her head the opposite direction, she won't be fond of me but I'll try to be friendly.
With a smile plastered on my face, I introduced myself. "Hello, I'm Megurine Luka.."
She snapped her head towards me,, having her teal pig-tails swish to the side, with an annoyed look on her face. "I didn't ask for your name, nor do I want to know what it is. Now leave me be." And she coldly turned her head back. First 5 minutes of school and I already made an enemy. Great.
A/N: Short chapter but next one will be way longer if people like this story. Thanks for reading