A/n: Whoo! Chapter one! Oh, and I forgot to mention this is AU fic where Yugi and co. fall up conveniently placed plot-holes. Well, most of them anyway.
Disclaimer- I don't own anything except my OCs.
Chapter One- That Monday Morning Feeling
Good morning Birmingham. The time is 7.15am and you're listening to Matt Newmen with Early In The Morning Radio- the only radio programme that jump starts your day. In the studio today ...
Izzy groaned as she reached over and whacked her alarm radio. It was Monday and she hated it.
She threw her quilt cover off. One of the worst thing she could do in the cold autumn months, but Izzy didn't hesitate. She knew that if she didn't, she would just nod back off to sleep and head to dreamland again.
Izzy was a normal kid; your average teenage girl. She had soft blue eyes and dark-brown hair, which was usually tied back to keep it out of her face. Izzy was a slim girl and was just over the average height.
Generally, Izzy had a pleasant demeanour, but she when she got angry... Well... the best thing to do was run. It wasn't often that she did, though.
Strictly speaking, her name was Isabella. Isabella Corbey, but everyone called her Izzy...Everyone except one... Her best friend- Alyssa simply called her Izz.
It had been her mother's idea. She was a university lecturer and just before Izzy had been born, her mother had been giving a lecture on Isabella of Castille- the famous Spanish Queen, and well the rest is history.
Izzy clambered out of bed and stretched. Another day. A new day, she sighed as she reached over and clasped a dainty object from her on her table.
Running a finger over the thin chain in her hand, Izzy watched the orbs glisten in the sunlight that was now creeping through her bedroom blinds. She grinned as she fastened the necklace around her neck.
She pulled out her school blazer from the crumpled heap of clothes on the floor and commenced the daily task of getting ready for school.
Twenty minutes later, Izzy sat down in front of the telly. Her bag was lying at her feet- zipped up and ready for the day ahead. As she flipped through the channels, Izzy heard the faint sound of her mother yelling at her brother to hurry up.
Her brother was two years younger than she was. At twelve years of age, he could be described as a mini-genius.
In a contrast to Izzy's brown hair and blue eyes, Mike had blonde hair and brown eyes. He was a great gamer and he'd always flatten her at any game that they played.
The game at the moment was Duel Monster. It was a game of Magic and Monsters and was currently being played by a large majority across the world. It had only been released for a few years, but it was already one of the most popular card games in the world.
One of the reasons that Izzy had lost so much was that her deck needed extreme modification, but she hadn't had the chance to do it yet. It was one of those things that didn't seem important. After all, it was only a game.
Eventually, Izzy's mother stuck her head around the door,
"Izzy... Can you feed Cocoa for me. It looks like your brother isn't going to have time to do it now," her mother sighed before she turned her head towards the stairs and yelled, "MIKE... If you don't get down here soon, you gonna be late."
There was a tumble of noise as Mike made his descent down the stairs, still hastily trying to do up his school tie. He shot his mum and older sister an innocent grin, before he dived into the kitchen.
His mum shook her head,
"Brothers," she chuckled, "They can be a pain the neck most of the time but..."
"I wouldn't change him for the world." Izzy giggled as movement from upstairs began to descend to the hallway. Curiously, she looked at her mother, "Mum, why is Dad still here? Shouldn't he be going to work?"
Izzy's father worked with the police and had done so for many years. He was a detective inspector for the Birmingham Police, proving his willingness and determination time and again. A personality trait he passed on to his daughter
"Oh, your father's got a meeting later. He doesn't have to go in till this afternoon. Can you go and feed Cocoa," Her mother said gesturing at the kitchen. "It'll only take a few moments, then I can drop you two at school. Mike should be ready by then... I hope."
"I will," Mike chipped from somewhere inside the kitchen.
"You," Izzy said teasingly, happy with her mother's explaination about her dad, watching her brother attempt to spread margarine on his toast before she made her way to the garage door, "Are such an idiot, aren't you?"
"Hey!" He protested, " Am not!"
"That's enough you two," their mother interrupted suddenly from the lounge.
"Yes Mum," Izzy and Mike chorused, both returning to their respective tasks. Mike to finish his breakfast and Izzy to feed Cocoa.
Cocoa was their guinea pig and been theirs for little over a year. He was a cute little thing with brown and black fur with white splodges down his back and he absolutely adored food, particularly carrots.
This morning, Izzy opened the cage door to find Cocoa sitting by his food bowl, squeaking impatiently for her. He wanted his breakfast and Izzy was only too happy to oblige.
She gave him a little stroke down his back and smiled as Cocoa began nibbling her fingers affectionately. He loved the attention he received.
"There you go," Izzy said softly to Cocoa. "I've got to go now,"
She closed the cage and entered the kitchen to wash her hands.
As she did so, Izzy heard her brother and her mother fetching their respective coats.
Actually, it sounded like Mum was getting the coats as the recognisable tone of crunching toast could be heard from the hallway.
Izzy sighed as she turned off the tap and grabbed her bag and coat from the cloakroom before she followed her mother and brother out the door.
Their mum drove them to school everyday, just because it was on the way to the University of Birmingham. It was routine, something that had never changed since their first day of school.
It was raining again much like it did any other day in October. Izzy shivered and clambered into the car as Mike followed her- still munching his breakfast- and climbed into the back-seat beside her.
"So Izzy, you ready for today," Mike grinned as he reached for his seat belt, "I know how you simply adore Mondays and that French Exam you've got today!"
"Shut up," she yelled, annoyed at being reminded at the looming test before her and reached over to punch her brother.
She would have done so with ease, if it hadn't been for her seat belt restraining her. " You little..."
By this point, Mum had entered the car.
"Izzy, stop trying to kill your brother."
Izzy burst into immediate protest at that. Mike just grinned.
"And Mike," Mum continued as she fitted her seat belt, "Stop winding your sister up." Mike's face fell as Izzy stuck her tongue at him. "I saw that!" Mum added.
Oh... and remember you two I've got to go back to work tonight for a lecture at 5 o'clock. I'll leave tea in the oven for you."
The kids nodded and fell into silence for the rest of the five minute journey.
Once at school, Mike jumped out to meet his friends before Izzy had even grabbed her bag.
"Have a great day honey." Her mum smiled as Izzy opened her door and stepped into the rain. "Good luck on that test."
"Don't worry, I will!" Izzy said reassuringly as she shut the door and watched the silver car slide from the car park before she to began to make her way through the green school gates to find her own friends.
A/N: I know, I know. First, I scrubbed the main characters, and then Igo and change the setting, . Oh and by the way, the thing with Isabella of Castille- she was a famous Spanish Queen around the 14th century and along with her husband- Ferdinand II of Aragon united all of Spain..
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