HIYA WASSUP. So here's my Tokyo Mew Mew story…. ENJOY…..TOKYO MEW MEW DOESN'T BELONG TO ME.
Chapter 1: Elite Rogue Prep
"This. Sucks. Ass." Emily Glacée grumbled under her breath. The young girl sat in her mother's mini-van and stared out of the window, watching the outside world quickly whizz by.
Her mother glanced her way quickly and gave a small smile before returning her gaze back to the road. "Em, I'm sure you'll be fine. You can make new friends! And I promise they won't pick you. I promise."
Since the rogue invasion of 2012, it was a law that in America, children from the ages of thirteen to eighteen would be sent to schools to help train to become mews in the rogue army. However, even if you were picked to go to these schools, only students who passed certain exams were forced to take part in the army. Emily, now thirteen, was transferred into the "Elite Rogue Prep" in her area. She planned on not getting picked by barely participating in Phys Ed. Emily knew they wouldn't want a lazy fighter like her. It seemed like she could turn this weakness into strength, and that made her feel quite clever.
She still didn't want to go to a school that was trying to turn her evil.
Emily glanced back to her mother and faked a smile in her direction. She knew she wouldn't be okay, but her mother didn't need to know that. Emily knew her mom did everything in her power to make sure her children had a good childhood. She was grateful.
The car slowed down to a stop in front of her new school. Emily played with her plaid skirt and white blouse, Unhappy with the uniform. She didn't have to wear a uniform at her old school. She picked up her bag and turned to her mother, kissing her cheek. "Alright, bye mom."
"Have a great first day Em! I love you sweetheart!" Emily closed the door and headed towards the school. "Emily!" the girl turned her head back to her mother's car. "Try to catch the bus next time!" her mom called out.
Emily smiled widely and scratched the back of her neck sheepishly. "Haha, alright, alright I'll try! Bye mom!" she waved and watched the mini-van drive off.
The girl turned on her heel and walked forward, not seeing where she was going. She banged into another person and fell on her butt.
"What the hell?" the other person yelled. "Sorry, man. Didn't see ya there" Emily got up and dust the dirt off of her knee socks. She got a couple of scrapes but she couldn't care less. Looking at the other person, she saw a handsome looking boy about her age, with raven colored hair and dark blue eyes. Well, he WOULD have looked handsome if he wasn't wearing such a stupid looking grin on his face. "You're the new kid, right?" he asked almost mockingly.
Emily was confused. "Wait, THE new kid? I can't possibly be the only person turning thirteen in this town!" she spoke very fast, almost tumbling over her own words. "You're right about that girly." the boy leaned in abruptly, making Emily jump. He started to whisper into her ear. "The government only chose you out of all the stupid little eighth graders in this entire town to attend "Elite Rogue Prep" chances are, you're definitely going into that army." the boy spoke quickly.
Emily stared into space in disbelief.
"I-I don't understand... Why me?" she stammered.
"I don't know girly, it's the talk of the town these days. I'm just surprised you didn't hear about It." he stepped back and watched her reaction. He sighed and rolled his eyes when he saw a tear slip down her cheek. "Uggh, stupid girl. Come on, I have to take you to the nurses office. You got scraped" She started crying harder. "GOD Dammnit SHUT UP!" the boy surveyed the area, watching people give him looks. Finally he took her hand and dragged her to the nurse's office. After the nurse patched her up, she left the two kids alone. "Why the hell are you crying?" he whispered loudly. Emily looked at him with shiny wet eyes. She looked down at the ground and wiped her eyes dry with her wrist. Emily looked back up, smiling at the boy bearing all her teeth. "You fell for it!" she stuck her tongue out as his face blushed. "Huh, what?"
"Mystery guy, I 'm not sure if you noticed this by now, but I'm a great actress. They don't want a 'crybaby', or a troublemaker like me. I just gotta cause some chaos here, and they won't hesitate to kick me out of this school. The stupid army will never have me. I'll make sure of that. "He kind of smirked at her mischievous plan. "Okay, maybe you're smarter than I thought girly." he chuckled and ruffled her hair. Emily growled and slapped his hand away from her head. She hated when people did that. "By the way, I'm Emily. Emily Glacée. "She held out her hand. He stopped smiling and turned around. "Luke." he started walking away. "Girly, you're gonna be late for class." He called out. "EMILY" she yelled back. "Whatever. Just follow me." she smiled and walked in his direction. Maybe making new friends isn't that hard.
I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT SO FAR. Yes, I made OCs and whatnot. THE ENTIRE STORY REVOLVES AROUN MEW OCS. In fact, I was planning to write in other people's OCs if I was given permission. So if u have your own, I'll gladly write him/her in. they'll just appear in it much, much, much, MUCH later. Please review and give me ideas. Hasta la Pasta!