Author's notes:
Chapter 2 of Crackers! Yipee! I'm a fast updater aren't I? I didn't even wait for reviews to come! Expect sudden updates and whatnots because I've written 20 pages of this thing and when Gundam 00 was finally added to the categories, I decided to go ahead and upload it. LOL.
I should actually be doing homework, dwtl stuff and the tasks that the officers gave me but...I'm too lazy to do that.
FUTURE DAZERS! GOOD LUCK IN DAYS! You're up next b110!
do not mind the author, she is high on apples and from her own dwtl experience
Disclaimer:
I do not own Gundam 00 in any way, form or shape. I only have the DVDs that I bought without my mother's knowledge, with my hard earned money by breaking my back carrying books in my summer job and through all that checking of Kumon papers that little kids just doodle the numbers on.
Characters Involved:
Graham Aker, Hailey Beckett (OC) and mentions of Hailey's dad who is still currently unnamed.
Story #2: (Also Untitled)
"Daddy, would you die in combat?"
"No sweetie, I won't. I'll return to you and to mommy after each mission."
"Promise?"
"I promise."
Hailey scoffed at her own memory. She pushed blonde strands of hair off her face and tapped her pencil on the desk. It was her senior year and that memory had been from at least 5 years ago.
Her father, as she remembered him, had always spoiled her and her mother would only do the same. As a child, she grew up to be the happiest little princess in the world. Of course, that life ended 5 years ago as well, when her father was killed in action in a war against the A.E.U.
"Ms. Beckett, what were the bordering seas of Ancient Greece?" her teacher's voice cut. She was always given questions like these whenever she spaced out.
"I'm sorry Mrs. Flannery but I'm pretty sure that we were studying English, not Geography or History." She replied. She hated it when her teachers thought she had spaced out again, she didn't, she listened to their lessons…how else did they think that she got all A's in her report card?
A note fell onto her lap a few minutes later.
Lunch at the grounds? → Graham
Hailey sighed and turned her head to see Graham concentrating on the lesson at hand. She hurriedly scribbled a note back and excused herself to throw a piece of paper, all the while dropping the note on Graham's desk.
Yes…and quit it with the notes! → Hailey
"Alright, class dismissed."
Hailey shoved her things into her book bag before Graham could yank her out of the room in a rush again. It always happened and this time, she swore, she would be prepared for it.
"Hailey! Come on! Let's go before we run out of tables in the grounds!" he called out excitedly.
"Alright, alright…don't rush…AHH!"
The moment she stood up, Graham grabbed hold of her wrist and began sprinting towards the grounds. How he did it in his pressed pants was the thing that puzzled Hailey even until now. If he only realized that she can't run very well while wearing her black leather shoes.
It stayed that way until her last week at school. It was also at her last week of school that she realized, she would never see Graham that often ever again. In fact, she might not even get to see him anymore.
"I've got something to tell you, Hailey."
"What is it?"
"I…I enlisted in the military."
The papers that she held in her hands fell onto the classroom floor. No one except for the both of them was in the classroom; Graham had arranged it that way. Hailey could feel her chest tighten. Her back was facing Graham and when she turned around to face him, she gave him a smile instead of the reprimanding words she wanted to scream at him.
"That's good for you, you're going to serve the UNION then…when do you…start?"
"Right after graduation."
"Will you be coming back?" she asked, despite knowing the answer to her question.
"I don't know about that…but dad's pretty proud and mom's worrying about that."
Hailey's chest tightened even more. She knew why his mother would worry. Her mother had worried over her father whenever he didn't come back immediately.
Graham was either oblivious to her feelings about the matter or he was just too excited about joining the military that he had completely disregarded that the papers were all scattered on the dirty floor. Hailey bent down to pick them up and Graham did the same and helped her gather up her papers. They were approved applications to universities specializing in medicine.
"So you're going to be a doctor?"
"Yeah, in 5 years at the least."
"Maybe we'll meet again, when I come to visit you in your work office."
"Maybe…who knows, right?"
"Right."
Still strange...yup, yup it is. If you're wondering why it's also untitled...I'm simply not good with titles, no nope, I swear. If you've seen the titles of my documents in this computer...whoooshee.
For example:
One document in my list is a chemistry paper and it's entitled, CHMPPR.docx
I mean...honestly. c-h-m-p-p-r?
Anyway...review, review...or you can choose to be silent readers and not review. That's fine with me too.
