Yeah. So. Um, here's chapter three? Yay!!
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"You should try out for soccer with a kick like that." Riku stated, wincing as he lifted his pant leg to examine his egg-like bruise.
"Soccer? No way, I'm not playing any sports again. Ever." Yumi said coldly, crossing her arms, boring holes right through the wall with her glare.
"Hey Yumi?" William asked, somewhat nervously as her icy glare turned on him, "Do you have the chemistry notes?"
"Are you dense?" Riku growled, "If you recall she wasn't exactly taking notes."
Yumi shot a; you-want-to-add-to-that-bruise glare at Riku.
"Of course I do." Yumi replied sweetly, "Let's go somewhere quieter though." She stood up and walked towards the cafeteria exit.
William shot Riku a she-is-so-mine smirk and followed Yumi out of the cafeteria.
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Odd crashed through the double doors at the end of the boy's dorm hall and flew down the stairs two at a time, only to trip on the last stair and land, face first, on the cold floor.
"ODD!" Ulrich yelled as he tried to stop, and ending up tripping over his foot and rolling down the last few stairs to land with a thud and an oomph on top of his purple clad friend.
Odd whimpered breathily, scrabbling at the floor as he tried to tug his slightly bruised body from beneath his angry friend.
"Oh no, you're not getting away now." Ulrich said, grinning maliciously so that it crept into his voice.
Strong and slender arms wrapped tightly around Odd's sore ribs.
"Hugging me Ulrich? I never thought you felt that way about me. I always thought you were really handsome but…" Odd said, smiling as he felt Ulrich's weight shift and his arms loosen. Taking his chance he wriggled from Ulrich's grasp and took off running out into the courtyard.
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"So, you wanted the notes?" Yumi asked, turning to face William sharply.
"Err, yea, I didn't get any." William stuttered.
Yumi stopped to stare at William, "Not one? Are you serious? Biochemistry was our topic for the past six weeks. What have you been doing this whole time during class?"
"Staring at you." William grinned, watching his favorite Japanese girl's face turn pink as she looked away.
"That's very nice of you… I think." She started messing with her hair as she passed him a couple papers, "Here; you can study and whatnot." She got back up, but William grabbed her ankle.
"You're not going to study with me?" He asked in the cutest voice he could muster, "Please help me. You've got to be the smartest girl in the school! Please!"
Yumi sighed, staring at where his hand gripped her ankle, "You sure I'm not just a distraction like in class?" She smirked.
"Of course not! No, never. Please?" William pleaded, his eyes big.
"Do I have anything better to do?" Yumi sighed, "Fine, I'll study with you."
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"He's such a little creep!" Ulrich growled, throwing his dorm door open. He plopped himself on his bed, causing a paper on his pillow to flutter its way towards him. Ulrich eyed the paper sideways through slitted eyes. Seeing that it had his name written on it in nice slanted handwriting he picked it up and opened it.
Dear Ulrich,
To be honest, I'm not really into sports. I hurt my ankle real bad playing soccer once and haven't been able to play since. I wish you the best of luck in your big game! My brother likes soccer- and likes to think he's good at it. Honestly? He's not!
Ulrich chuckled- Yeah… Soccer isn't as easy as it looks.
Anyway, my teacher saw me writing you a note, and tried to take it up; but luckily he didn't know French. That's the last I write letters in Chemistry Class! Hey, you know? You never told me anything about your parents… I mean, I know you live at a boarding school, but you have to have parents, right?
There was a reason why he never talked about his parents; but Ulrich didn't want to mix his anger toward Odd and his depression toward his parents together. For that would be a VERY bad side of him.
The door to his room lightly knocked, "Come on in." Ulrich answered, "The door's unlocked."
His petite pink-haired friend walked inside, "Hey Ulrich."
"Aelita? What are you doing down the boy's hallway?" He raised an eyebrow, "Or do I want to know?"
She chuckled, "Odd called me down and wanted to know if you're going to beat him up if he comes to sleep tonight."
He laughed.
"What's so funny?!"
"I-I'm sorry." Ulrich gasped for breath, "You're telling me that Odd called you for his protection?"
Aelita, not completely sure about Ulrich at the moment, locked her knees and put her hands on her hips, "Um, yeah. Why? He's afraid you're going to kill him!"
Theo, a fellow soccer student, brushed past Aelita, "Ulrich! Look at this!" He threw a picture in Ulrich's face.
It was when he was chasing Odd down the stairs; when he had fallen on top of him. Someone was there! And they took a picture!
Well, of course people were there. It was a corridor to the main hallway to get outside. But they seemed too busy in other stuff and their own personal crud to even care.
"Who gave this to you?!" Ulrich yelled, absolutely furious.
"Thomas, in the locker room. You were chasing Odd so fast; you didn't see him pass it to me." Theo answered, and then added, "So, uh, why were you chasing him all around campus today?"
"I'll tell you later." Ulrich got up, "So, Aelita, Theo? Would you two like to help me and find out who took this picture before people start thinking things?"
"Of course Ulrich." Aelita chirped.
Two pairs of eyes turned on Theo, chocolate brown and emerald green.
"Alright," He sighed, "You can count on me."
"Great." Ulrich grinned, "Let's get going."
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"You seem to know everything just fine." Yumi stated, "You don't need me here to study with you. Just copy my notes, okay? I think Mr. Shabiyama is picking up notes tomorrow, for a quiz grade."
William sighed, "Are you going to leave if I just write these?"
She nodded, "Um, yeah. There's really no reason for me to stay. I think Riku wants to hang out today, so yeah- I'm gonna go meet him some--"
She heard William growl, "Riku's a loser. He's ignorant and rude."
"He's my best friend. Stop talking about him like you know him, because you don't." Yumi was quick to protest against William. She was about to walk out of the room, when William- once again- made her stop.
"Alright. Let's not talk about him anymore. Let's talk about us." He answered with a small grin forming on his face, "And why we should try it again..."
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Dun dun dun… Sorry it's a tad short, we had some blah moments. Review please