Chapter 1
It was half past 12 when the moving trucks worn tires came in contact with the rock foundation that paved the newly made houses walkway. The men rushed about with tired sighs when bookcases and worn oak wood chairs begged to be carried inside. Bevinn watched with dull amusement from the corner of the house, where her friends who could just barely be seen, bathed in the suns contour.
"Vivi" a voice, loud and in need to be heard, called out before Bevinn's mother peaked around the house. Face just inches from Bevinn's the young women grinned at her surprised child who was now staring wide eyed, like a doe caught amiss a headlight and the forest that would be escape.
"Yes?." the girl questioned, a light cough escaping her mouth as she shifted away from the beating sun. It was after all a very humid day, even in the one corner of the house with shade. It was a wonder that the men could push on through this blazing heat when she was sweating bags of water that could very well fuel a pool. "Do you need me to put something away?" The child asked her mother, eyes scanning for either relief or fear, after all, Bevinn was never one for tucking things away 'lightly'.
"Actually, surprising as it is, I have a mission that only you can accomplish!" Her mother exclaimed, hands clasping together in a near excited expanse. "You see, your father and I are busy, very busy if the size of the truck behind us is not clue enough. So, I need you" At this she stops to point at the young girl, a fond smile climbing upon her face when the girl's brow rose in confusion, " To bring these forms to the school." At this a pile of forms neatly tucked in a blue folder was placed in the girls arms and her mother was rushing off. Leaving poor Bevinn in charge of duties she truly dreaded accomplishing.
"I don't like this new town," Bevinn grumbled in disdain, eyes glaring down at the heavy pack of forms hidden beneath the blue folder, in hopes that maybe if she glared hard enough they would disappear and never haunt her life ever again. It wasn't the school that troubled the girl for Bevinn was a relaxed child and was never bothered by the drama that was grades. What bothered her was, "I could get lost, and yet there's no map," her horrible sense of direction.
With a sigh the girl waved goodbye to her friends, eyes glaring past the men as they stared at the empty corner of the house in confusion. With sweaty hands connecting to sun burnt backs the men shrugged the incident off and continued with the work that seemed to grow when one slacked off. Of course, in Bevinn's opinion, they had the better hand, after all this was normal for them. Not anything like the horrifying adventure she was forced to head straight into.
It was an uneasy feeling that gurgled in her stomach when the realization hit her, the realization that each and every one of these houses she walked by looked just like the other. All closely composed and smirking down at her with chortled laughter. Even the small dog sleeping behind a worn gate let out a low growl towards her when she tried to lean over and pet it's small head. Everything was unwelcoming and truthfully killing the girls willpower. Thus, with a click of her tongue the girl picked up her pace and begin what she could only call, the worst adventure to quite possibly be created.
If Bevinn was positive the hour she'd just wasted wasn't all that bad. After all, she did come across what could only be the oddest park, only 15 minutes into her walk. She also may have stopped to take a break had the stressful weight of the papers in her hands not carried her onward. But did in fact keep a mental note of the crevassed shadows that the old oak trees seem create with their spread out hands.
The school ground wasn't something she was fond of, the building was large and spread far across the space the brick walls gave it, and Bevinn swore the untouched path towards the school was full of molten lava. For not even one of her nerves gave the thumbs up as she slowly treaded across the pathway, eyes glancing from side to side in anxiety. At this time class should still be rolling on in a heaving storm of droned voices and tired students waiting to leave, causing the halls that Bevinn stepped inside to be empty.
Empty and far too confusing, for instead of a friendly office with a grown woman or man to welcome her Bevinn found lockers. Small and excessively dull, they were meant for shoes, if the worn grounds and the small hint of leather from within the metal counter pieces was hint enough. When she journeyed even farther her confusion proved to grow even greater. Just where was the office?
It was like the whole school was a puzzle made to confuse children new to the article of land and it was not long before Bevinn was completely lost. Her feet were now just marching down aisles of full classrooms from what the child could see behind frightened blue eyes. Once or twice the girl was tempted, so tempted to just enter a class and ask for help, but that would mean bringing attention upon herself, a thing the child could never possibly do.
"You're not a student," A voice exclaimed from behind, the voice dour and guarded, much like a tigers low growl when another touches it's territory. With a twist of her neck the girl found a boy behind her with narrowed eyes and positioned with such belligerence that for a second she was frozen with abhor. Only to be brought into solace when she realized that though the boy was ambivalent he was also a student and perhaps could help her.
"I'm not a student," Bevinn acknowledged, nodding her head at the declaration. Her eyes unfeigned as she continued on with her quest for help "But, I will be in just a weeks worth of time." At these words the raven acceded his warlike position, though his glare stayed strong as he warily nodded for her to proceed on with her reasoning. "It's actually why i'm here, you see my mother requested that I turn these in," the girl continued, holding the blue folder up so that the boy could see. At the site of the drooping blue folder the boy let out a light 'hmm' before he rested his eyes back on her face, waiting for her to slip, to mess up.
Of course Bevinn never did, as she was as limpid as a book ones red more than once. Memorized to it's fullest and never to leap farther than expected, the girls emotions were already planned out, her lines had been printed in deep ink many months before the day they were to be spoken; or at least that's how the girl felt with everyone always reading her emotions with such ease.
Even this boy who'd she'd just met seemed to have already figured her out, for he deemed her of no threat and turned on his heel before motioning for her to follow. With a small grin the girl fell in step behind the boy, dismissing his lack of emotion and ominous way of reacting towards her to a calamity that comes with one touching anothers domain. Though, she did wonder why the boy wasn't in class, had it ended in the duration that she was roaming through the halls?
Now in a state of quandary, the girl hadn't noticed when the boy had swiftly stopped, and just barely missed ramming into his back. Her stature shrunk in size when the boy turned back with a glare, one no longer filled with hate, but annoyance. Then, in a stately form the boy turned and made his way back towards the halls, making no hint that he would look back, so she instead turned to where he'd led her.
It was a small room, almost unnoticed with it's odd planning, as it was placed in the corner of a hall that looked to be barely ever walked through. A tiny sign placed up high over the door rested with the words "Counselor" en-scripted on it with worn weaves of blue pen. Before making any move to enter the girl turned towards the empty halls and whispered a thank you, and with a childlike form she puffed up her chest and heaved the door open.
The lady at the office was kind, she lifted the folders from Bevinns hands with such grace that for a second the girl forgot that it was in fact an older lady with rimmed glasses so decrepit she wondered if the lady had worn them when she was twenty as well.
Minutes after taking the folder the women was calling a random student down and requesting him to lead Bevinn around, she made no hint that the girl could just leave. Thus, was the awkward moment when the girl was led across the halls just moments ago she was lost in, the man leading her was ardent in his way of speaking. He changed the chore given by those with power into a fun game with the new girl.
He said his name was Yamamoto Takeshi, and if Bevinn was truthful, he was a very likeable man. He was slow in pace, making sure to explain every little thing in some of the strangest ways, like how the disciplinary room was a crossed arms in the form of an x and the loud 'bzzz' that came out rather childlike and may have wrought a giggle from the girl lips.
On their walk he told her of his friends and how great the students around them were, "you chose a great school to admit into", he'd remarked at the entrance of the nurses room, eyes crinkled in what could only be a truly bright smile. Bevinn nodded lightly at this before entering the room in excitement, not from the stolen energy from the boy but the true exhilaration for what would be her learning grounds.
Bevinn, you see, was a altruistic kind of gal who quite enjoyed working in the medical area, her interest was always spotted along the tending lines. It may of been this reasoning that brought her into a grimace when she caught sight of the battle inside the room.
"I don't tend males." A older man in a white coat curtly replied to a small, petite boy who was just barely holding up his friend, who of which was a pale as the paper Bevinn would draw with when in a bored state of mind. His eyes were wide, doe like, and in true panic as the man turned him down. He was just about to beg the man in the white coat for help when Yamamoto interrupted him.
"Yo Tsuna" Yamamoto cheerfully greeted, seemingly blind to the petite mans difficulty as he pelted him with hard slaps on the back. "Gokudera faint again?" He asked this with an ease that worried the girl, for she slowly started to realize her new acquaintance may be a slight bit dull. Could it be that boy wasn't sharpened to the point like most children and had already ran the point of his pen to a dull nub?
It was obvious that they needed help, so Bevinn let out one big breath before taking control. "Yamamoto could you help him carry that boy?" Bevinn questioned as she pointed towards the boy before nodding her head towards the filed beds neatly placed by the walls. The cheerful boy seemed to understand this much and guided the pale boy towards the bed, easing Tsuna's stress when the boys weight was lifted from his body.
Eyes straight on who she could only guess was the doctor Bevinn interrogated the man. "Why weren't you helping him?" She asked with a dark frown before turning her back on the man and scrounging through the mans desk.
"Young lady, as i'd said just moments ago, I only tend females." The doctor exclaimed shrugging lightly before slipping on a sly smirk. "I can tend you if you'd like," he murmured in a sing song way before swaying closer to Bevinn, hands out with the only thought to reach the one female of the room.
"That's derogative!" Bevinn interrupted him by turning around with a small scalpel pointed in his direction, "as a doctor should you not tend all that are sick?" She questioned before swiftly moving around the man and reaching into a cabinet, the scalpel now long forgotten on the desk.
The man shrouded in white cotton was quiet for a few moments before he shrugged yet again, "They aren't of my interest" he purred, "i'll only see to lovely ladies." He said this with a gleam within his eyes as they traveled across the girls body. Not leaving even once, when she moved towards the man slumped in bed, with a white bottle full of plastic-like pills.
"Then make them of your interest" She grumbled though her eyes were no longer on the man as she handed two pills to Yamamoto and instructed him to give it to the man when he awoke. When her eyes did meet the man in white she quickly spoke again as she caught him ready to argue, "Listen, we can argue about this some other time, it's time for me to return home." With these final words Bevinn waved goodbye to Yamamoto and made a hasty escape, feet quick in need to leave the filled room.
Behind dark curtains Bevinn spoke softly to her friends whom questioned her the way they always did. Their voices whispers blowing through the wind and traveling through her ears in a receptive way. Each word was one she knew by heart, as the shadows were full of worry.
'Did you talk to anyone?' 'Have you grown close?' 'You don't have any other friends right?', 'You don't plan to leave us do you?'
As they questioned her they moved about, inspecting her body for wounds that she may try to hide. Some searched her eyes for what may be the flash of regret when she sought to speak a lie, none was found as the girl forged on reminding them that there was nothing to worry of. "Of course I don't have any new friends" She'd say when they let out loud disagreements.
Soon the shadows grew quiet as the girl let out her last promise, the one that always left her slightly empty inside, but she'd never back out of it. It was the one promise that had given her these wondrous, if not sometimes rude friends.
"You're the only friends I need."