Disclaimer: No, no, me no own Grand Chaseā¦
Chapter 1: My Horrible Day Begins
As I walked out of the door of my house, I saw someone wearing a black sweater with a hood standing across the street facing my direction. I thought nothing of it because since they had a hood that covered their face, it was hard to tell whether he was really looking at me or not so I just kept walking.
After about 10 minutes of walking, I began to feel as if I was being watched. I looked left, right, forward, and back, but no one was around. I decided to leave it alone and continue walking to the bus.
Before I got to the bus stop, I noticed I was being followed. I thought it could have been the same person that was at my house, but this person had a completely different wardrobe, instead of a black sweater, they had long black pants, a black t-shirt, and to complete it, a black hat that was covering their face.
As I got to the bus stop, the mysterious figure had stopped and went into a store nearby. Thinking the person decided to stop stalking me, I calmed a little. I walked into the bus, paid my fare, and took the only unoccupied seat towards the back, next to a person in a long black coat with a hood that covered their face.
About 30 minutes into the trip, I looked over, to find the stranger had fallen asleep. At that same second she placed her head on my shoulder and grabbed my hand.
Apparently the bus hit a bump and she'd woken up. At that point she looked up at me and I saw her beautiful face, and long red hair. I noticed the light blush on her face, and apparently, she noticed mine, and she became furious for no reason and punched me in the face.
I clutched my face and yelled, "Damn it, what the hell was that for!" and she responded with, "because I didn't like the way you looked at me!" She turned her face and crossed her arms across her chest.
People had begun to stare at me and I said angrily, "What are you all looking at?" and at that point, everyone looked away and my life continued.
After about 20 minutes, I reached my stop, and got off, but the girl who just socked me in front of about 30 to 40 people began to follow me out.
I was a block away from my destination, the high school of computers and technology, the most expensive, and modern school in the city.
At the front door of the building, I looked back to notice the girl was still following me. "What the hell do you want!" I yelled at her, and she became furious and stepped right up in my face and nearly punched me again if I had not blocked her attack with my forearm. "Well, just so you know, I'm a new student at this school!"
