She put her sandals on at the front door before spinning around to face Portia, her floral patterned skirt swishing along with her. Juliet adjusted her backpack straps before turning and giving a warm smile to her new guardian. "Well, today's my first day."
Portia held Juliet's hands into her thin warm ones. "I wish you all of the luck in the world, sweetie." She returned the smile. "I bet you'll make tons of friends."
"I think you mean acquaintances... But, I do hope to make true friends." She looked down at her feet. Very nervous and worried whether she'll be accepted into any crowd there. Her last experience at her old high school was very... Unpleasant. Because she was rich, nobody liked her or got close to her so they could swindle things from her.
Portia tipped Juliet's chin to meet her blue eyes. "If anyone gives you trouble, you can always tell me about it."
A loud honk greeted them outside of the mansion. Juliet laughed sarcastically. "Or I can just let Tybalt take care of them."
"Well... Have a good day." Portia parted there hands, even though she wished to hold them forever. She really hoped Juliet would see her as her second mother one day. She may not be as tough or... Belligerent as Tybalt, but it comforted Portia to know she could at least be there for Juliet in a comforting way. That being said, she should probably do small things for her-
The horn honked again. Only this time longer than the first. Juliet rolled her eyes. "He's so impatient..!" She swung the door open slightly. "See you later, Portia!" Juliet walked along to Tybalt's Van. When she hopped in shotgun, she was greeted with the same emotionless scowl as usual.
"Took you long enough." He stated as he put his keys in ignition, the car starting up.
"Goodmorning to you too." Juliet strapped herself in. Adjusting her red denim jacket in the process. She set her backpack on the floor next to her seat. "I can't you were honking so early in the morning. I was in the middle of a good dream, too."
He turned his neck as he pulled out of their driveway with one arm. "You kept me waiting. You expected me to be gentlemanly about it?" He joked.
"No but thanks to you I have a headache now. Haven't you ever heard of a 'Public Disturbance'?" She joked along with him.
"Well I've slept in the same room as you a few times."
She tilted her head to the window and sighed. "Never give me a break do you?" She stared off into the distance. Trying not to break into a cold sweat from her weariness. She was terrified of going to a new public school. She's heard stories about how vicious they were and according to her friends, the movies were pretty spot on. She had only ever been to private schools, which weren't any better, but she knew how to handle herself there. Here, she didn't. It was completely foreign to her. She looked back down at what she was wearing. A peach floral patterned skirts with a sleeveless peach vest tucked in, a thin brown belt around it. She had red short denim jacket with long sleeves, brown sandals, and a brown bead necklace. She pretty much screamed summer fashion, and she always had the best clothes. But maybe the kids at school thought she dressed... Well, out of place.
She pushed her red hair behind her ear, staring at herself in the rearview mirror. Tybalt instantly noticed her insecurity and pulled to a stop when the red light flared. He hated that light. "You nervous about today?"
"Yeah I... Guess you would have noticed that..." She played with her hair.
"Well you shouldn't be. If anybody does anything to you, I'll kill them." He honestly just wanted to tell her that she was beautiful and charming, and that it was impossible for her to make enemies. But it would be a lie, because the kids at his school were very rejecting of people who they felt were a 'threat' to their popularity.
"You're so violent... I can take care of myself. I took gymnastics and martial arts for several years, you know that." She smiled and fiddled with her fingers a little. "But thank you. You always protecting me, it really means a lot."
Tybalt held back the small blush that wanted to surface and sped as soon as the light turn green. "Yeah." He sighed slightly. Always holding in his emotions wasn't healthy for him. It was probably part of the reason why he was so bitter and cold-hearted.
"You're wearing it.."
The voice of his crush broke him out of his train of deep and dark thought. "Wearing what?" He could guess what she meant, but he wasn't going too. He wanted to hear her talk more. It pushed back the depressing and angry emotions for the time being. Like his own personal comforter. Even if she didn't know it.
"The leather jacket I got you for your 13th birthday." She stared at it, slightly baffled that he even still had it. It looked new, like he had been taking good care of it. "You used to wear it everyday. But it doesn't look a day worn out..."
"I really like this jacket." Was his excuse. He did like the jacket, but that fact that it was from her was more important, really.
Juliet rubbed her fingertips lightly on the his arm to feel the leather. She smiled to herself, having memories of when they were younger. "It's so nostalgic..." Of course the memories she had with Tybalt led to the memories of her parents and family before they died. She lowered her head and gripped his jacket sleeve more, trying not to cry. She was about to go through another break down, when a strong hand wrapped around hers. She looked up at Tybalt's mature blue eyes. He looked back at her, not saying a word. But she knew what he meant. He was comforting her. She held his hand back as she sat up and dabbed her eyes from the tears that did escape.
The rest of the ride was silent until they pulled into the high school parking lot. Tybalt let go of Juliet's hand as he turned off ignition and put the car in park. "We're here. I'll take you to the principals office and they should help direct you to your class."
Juliet put her backpack on and hopped out of the car, closing the door. As soon as she approached Tybalt, she could feel the staring begin. She just got there literally a nano-second ago. But she decided not to show she was uncomfortable and looked directly at Tybalt. "Can't you take me? What if the teachers don't like me..."
"The teacher's are nice for the most part. But, there is one you should avoid. He teaches your grade."
'Your grade'. He was only a grade higher than she was, and he was treating her like a child still. "And that teacher would be...?"
"Mr. Marchege. No description needed. You'll know it's him as soon as you see his dirty smug grin."
"D-Dirty?"
"Just stay away from him." As they walked to the front door of the school, both gender were staring at Juliet. Both seemed as if they were in disbelief, surprised, and jealous. This is what she was scared would happen. And then she noticed for the first time, she was standing about two inches away from Tybalt as she walked with him. She never thought about it before because they always walked liked this, side by side. Was it because of him she was getting stared at? Well she never thought about it before, but he was kind of good looking. He's also tall, mysterious. Everything a girl loves.
Oh boy.
"I forgot to ask you."
"Y-yeah?" She looked up at him. He was striding quickly to the door. Maybe he didn't like the atmosphere as well.
"Your wrist and your shoulder. How do they feel today?"
Juliet gripped the white bandage around her wrist, The other wrapping hidden by her denim jacket. "They feel fine. Why do you ask?"
"Why shouldn't I?" He opened the door for her. She thanked him and went to step inside. Thinking about how much worse and how much more crowded she was going to be. The space was tighter, and she was more vulnerable to negative staring. But just before she put her foot down, a tall teenage boy bumped into her and she almost fell over. As the boy ran, he apologized and continued on his way.
Tybalt caught her in his arms and help her back to her feet. "You okay?"
Juliet stared at the figure that bumped into her as she held her shoulder in pain slightly. She only got a small glimpse of him, but his hair was reflecting a darkish blue, and his skin was light. He was sort of muscular, but not as muscular as tybalt.
"-Juliet!"
"Yes!?" She responded with a jump. Looking up at Tybalt. He let her go, giving her a concerned expression.
"Did the jerk hurt you?"
"Oh uh- only a little bit. It was an accident." She tried to smile it off.
"Yeah well he shouldn't have been running anyway." He put a hand on her back and opened the door for her, again. They both entered, and Juliet wanted to groan when she was greeted by even more tension inside than out. Just was she expected to happen.
The loud conversations quieted down to whispers and gossiping. She hid in her shoulders and looked up at Tybalt. He didn't seem to be phased by this at all. She noticed when he rarely looked in someone's direction, the people in that area would get a startled or scared expression on their faces. Along with some fangirls sighing in the crowd. But there were surprisingly only a handful of fangirls. Maybe everyone had the wrong idea about Tybalt. Sure, he had a mean exterior, but he was really kind hearted and caring on the inside. She wished they could see it as clearly as herself.
They pulled up to the principal's office and knocked. A wise and womanly voice from the other side of the door told them to enter and they did so. Juliet looked up to see a beautiful woman with long, wavy silver hair. Her eyes were a light greenish blue and her skin was pale like a dolls. She was all around unique and angelic looking. She wore a white suit with a light green dress shirt underneath and a necklace with an oval shaped pendant the color of lavenders. Juliet looked down at her feet so she would stop aweing at her beauty.
"Ms. O, this is my cousin, Juliet Capulet. You requested I bring her here."
The woman stood to her feet. "Pleasure to make your acquaintance." She held her hand out from across her desk. Juliet caught herself staring again and pranced up to the woman, placing her hand in hers. The woman took Juliet's other hand into her own elegant long fingers and held them nicely. "I hope you can enjoy your stay here."
"T-thank you." Juliet blushed and smiled.
Tybalt lifted his head when the bell ringed loudly through the halls. He sighed. "Well I gotta head to class. I'll see you at lunch." He went to exit the room.
"Mr. Montague. Please try to refrain from getting detention today." Ms. O said in her authority-like tone.
"Whatever." He continued and closed the door, walking along with the crowd passing by the doors.
Juliet stared towards the door in worry for her cousin. What did she mean 'try not to get detention today'? Does he get detention often? Juliet also wondered why she just called him... Montague. She knew he had two last names, maybe that was his father's. The one he hated. He always told him to refer to him as Tybalt Capulet. I guess it's different for him at school.
"Please, have a seat while I call in your teacher." She released Juliet's hands and sat down in her office chair, pressing the intercom button. As she spoke into it, her words echoed throughout the school loudly. Juliet wasn't paying attention to the name Ms. O. was repeating. She was more interested in what 'O' stood for. A nameplate was on her desk, but it only said 'Ophelia'. No last name. Juliet wondered why, when a door clicked open behind her seat.
"Good Morning, Ophelia." The voice said as he closed the door and walked up next to Juliet.
"Good Morning, Mercutio. This is your new transfer student. The one I told you about. Juliet Capulet, meet Mr. Mercutio Marchege, your homeroom biology teacher."
Juliet stood up to shake his hand, but froze for a split second. "M-Marchege..?"
Mercutio smiled in a kind of creepy way that said 'I look nice but I'm actually a sadist stalker underneath'. "What's the problem? Have we met somewhere before, possibly?"
"O-Oh no, I was just thinking how unique your last name is." She reluctantly put her hand in his and shook it. His squeeze sending chills down her spine. She had a bad feeling about this guy. It reminded her of the word dirty which Tybalt used to describe this guy. And Tybalt was right, his smug grin scared her. And he just happened to be her homeroom teacher...
… But maybe he wasn't all bad. She would try her best to get along with him and try not to make her first day, well, suck. Maybe he just seemed awkward with his body language. He seemed like a pretty nice gentleman after all.
"Now that you two are acquainted; Mercutio, take her to class please. Your students are probably wondering where you are, or partying." Ms. Ophelia sat back down in her seat, pulling out a pen and filling out some paperwork on her desk.
"The second one is probably most accurate." He winked and put a creepy hand on Juliet's back, escorting her out of the office. "Let's head that way now. Have a nice day Ms. Ophelia."
She was too self absorbed in her work to respond. With a click of the door, they walked down the suddenly spacious hallway to Juliet's new future. Hopefully, this wouldn't be a nightmare.
- But for now, Ciao babes~! ;D
WOAH I'VE BEEN GONE For MONTHS! Well, here's your update. I'm working on my other two stories you guys are so desperately asking me to update x'D... I'm just in a huge slump and can't think, but I'm working it out. I've also been working on a visual novel, but I promise I'll be free more once I finish school.
