A/N: all right, this is not fanfiction per se, but it is set in the StEx universe, and it will continue and end with the character we all know and love
this is the story of an RP character of mine, written becouse I figured I didn't really know all that much about her, so I sat down and asked some questions, and this is the result.
Chapter 1
They stare.
Blue eyes, dark eyes, light eyes...why do they stare?
She stood in front of them feeling like a freak in a circus, the teacher was saying something, she can't remember what he was saying, something about her,
"Starting a new school is always hard" Oma had told her, no idea how right she was.
The teacher told her to sit down, pointing at the vacant seat beside a pale blue coach, quietly she rolled over and sat down, keeping her eyes down, avoiding any eye contact
"What kind are you?" the coach asked her, she looks up, she's a diner, she could tell
"Passenger" she said simply, she could just see the smirk forming behind the diner's eyes, every time…
"What's your name?" oh would the questions never stop…
"Harley"
"Oh, that's a rather…Unique name" yeah, another word for stupid
"I'm Tatiana"
"Pleasure"
Nothing more was said after that, not that she would have liked it to…Tatiana didn't seem too eager to socialize with her anyway
Story of her life…
As the bell rung for recess she couldn't help but feel relieved, a moment there longer and the quick glances and sneaky giggles would have driven her crazy.
The school yard looked all right.
A large pawed area with some grassy spots and a few trees, most of who where occupied by students eating lunch or chatting, even some couples.
She dared to go and find a tree for herself.
Rolling through the yard she looked around, groups of people everywhere;
There were the Coaches; even they were divided into groups:
There were the first class, and then the ones trying to be first class but not quite cutting it.
She made a mental note of avoiding them at all costs.
Then there were the Engines, standing around looking tough…she'd bet her lunch money on that most of them were acting.
Then lastly there were the Freight, what could be said about the freight?
Made fun of by Coaches, looked down on by Engines, often not the brightest of the bunch…
Finally, after much searching she found a spot not too far away from the school, but still far enough that no one was there before her and she had her privacy.
Just the way she liked it.
She reached down into her bag, pulling out an old looking book and flipping it open on a marked place.
"Hey! You're new here, aren't you?"
Her eyes snapped upwards, meeting a pair of dark brown ones, almost black.
It was a caboose of a dark red color, almost violet, dark wavy hair topped with a brown cap.
"Gee, one could think I was carrying a sign"
He let out a soft chuckle
"According to the way they talk about you, one could say you were"
She turned back to her book. "That's nice"
Maybe she wasn't being as nice and friendly as she should be, surely this was no way to make friends…but after sitting beside a preppy coach all day, having to endure the whisperings, she couldn't help it.
Fortunately, he didn't give up that easily.
"Well, may I know your name?"
"Harley…and yes, usually that is a boy's name"
"I wasn't gonna ask"
"Right"
"really!...I'm JD, the resident 'Boose" the slight pride at that statement was obvious, and now as she thought about it…she didn't remember seeing any other Caboose there…strange.
"So…may I sit down?"
She cocked an eyebrow at him, a slight smile now crossing her features
"No! I absolutely forbid you to sit near MY tree" she told him in mock arrogance, then sent him a wink.
He just laughed and sat down.
They say time passes when you're having fun, and right they are! Before she knew it, the bell tolled end of recess
"Oh man, guess I gotta go back in there, huh?" she groaned, the thought of being stuck with them coaches was unthinkable
"Yep, guess so"
"Well, wish me luck" standing up she showed her book back into her bag
"Good luck…I'll seeya around?"
"Yeah, seeya around"
Then she entered the dreaded building again…
After this, things started looking up, even though it kept going downhill when it came to the coaches and engines, at least she had some friends now, namely the freight and another low class coach called Kathy.
And so the weeks passed without anything interesting happening, though soon the inevitable thing happened…
She was late! Again! Fuck it!
Skating through the hall as fast as her wheels could carry her, she wasn't exactly looking around where she was going…and before she knew what happened, she was experiencing the hardness of the floor…with her butt.
"oh, excuse me" a soft voice spoke to her, and the next thing she saw was a leather clad hand extending to help her up, hesitantly she took it
"It was my fault" she told him "I wasn't looking…"
She looked up to see his face
"…where I was…going" he was like an angel, mentally she took back all the things she had said about the engines…she was speechless, silently taking in his neatly cropped black hair, long straight nose and full mouth…he was perfect
"Eh…are you all right? You look a little flustered?"
With a slight shock she noted the fact that her face felt hot, damn her tendency to blush easily
"Erm…yes, I'm fine" she told him hurriedly "I have to go now" and without another word she fled, brushed past him, face burning.
"Who is he?"
Harleen and JD were sitting under their tree during recess; the very tree they had met under, it had become a kind of their spot since then.
"Who?" JD looked up from the essay he was rushing to finish before next period, when it was due…just like him to be right on the last minute with doing things
"He" she gestured to the group of engines nearby "the one with the black hair, the diesel"
"Oh, that's Max" he looked uninterested to say the least
"Hmm…Max…that short for anything?" she asked, not tearing her eyes from her object of desire
"Erm…yes, Maximilian" he looked up at her, his eyes narrowing slightly when he noticed that dreamy, love struck expression
"I wouldn't bother if I were you"
"What do you mean?" she turned on him sharply, eyes narrowed
"he's one of these guys who only go for high class coaches, besides, I hear Lena's got her eye set on him…" he trailed off, but she knew what he meant, she also knew it was true, but at the moment her head denied it
"So you're saying I'm not good enough for him?" her voice was low and dangerous
"No Harley…" she cut him off
"Well, let me tell you something, I don't care what you think, I'm just as good as her, even if I'm not shiny or first class"
"I know…but…"
"Shut it!" she hissed, standing up, looking down at him, her eyes steely grey and hard "she's nothing but a blond airhead bimbo!"
He rose to his feet too, his hands gripping her arms, his dark eyes staring into hers
"But she's a pretty airhead bimbo…" and that's all that matter to guys like Max' he was going to say, but before he could finish the sentence, a sharp pain across his cheek cut him off.
She slapped him…hard
He looked up at her
She looked flustered and from what he could tell, her eyes were swimming with unshed tears
"Don't you ever…" her voice quivered and broke, then she turned and skated away as fast as he wheels could take her, away from the school, away from the coaches…but most of all…away from JD.
The slam of the door roused Oma as she had been dozing on the sofa, but Harley didn't stop, moving at full speed to her room and slammed the door shut after her, throwing herself onto her bed she did something she hadn't done in quite a while…
She cried...
A/N: well, I don't know how good this is, since I'm not much of a writer...so, some feedback would be much appreaciated
and please don't flame with poinless statemennt, if you're gonna tell me it's bad...please, at least give me a reason for the badness
