I'm deeply sorry for not updating! The WiFi became a prick! Also, I only now noticed that I've forgotten about the disclaimer!
Well, let's reply to our reviews, shall we? (Which is only one. *Cries*)
Haruka Ritsu: Yup! Your answer is correct 90%, so you're getting mentioned! Congrats! But, I don't really know much about your personality, so I'm sorry if it displeases you.
A whole bucket of thank you's to those that added the story to their favorites or followed the story:
AtemxYamiNeko, Barbara Jean4541, Haruka Ritsu, SoulNinjas, shinoyukine27, weird and proud about it, Daken's sister, darkcrystalrose13579, lady necromancer, whitlaw 123.
I would also like to thank all of you silent readers out there. Don't be shy, and review! You guys can even make guesses, give me ideas, etc..
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Gi Oh!, the characters or anything! If I did own Yu Gi Oh!, IAtem and Yami would have been 2 different people, and Yugi will be hinted as Yami's Queen in the past! Atem wouldn't even enter the Afterlife! Heba will also be added!
CHP 3: More New Girls ?
It had been a few weeks after the 'volleyball incident', Heba's popularity rose higher, and she was invited to join the gang, which she happily accepted.
The gang, now including Heba, was walking down the corridor to their classroom, when their path was blocked by none other than Tracy. Anger was clearly visible on her face.
Heba narrowed her eyes at the girl, and asked, "What do you want? Bitch." (A/N: Whoo~! You go Heba!)
This made the anger in Tracy burn even brighter. She shouted at the tri-color haired girl, "You humiliated me! Who do you think you are?! To do that to me! I'm the most beautiful girl in this school!(A/N: *gags* As if!) You know that?!"
Heba was unfazed by the girl's outburst. She looked at the girl with a blank expression, as she answered in a calm tone, "Who do I think I am? I'm Heba Utsukushi. You're the most beautiful girl? Please, a blind can even tell you're ugly." (A/N: Mitsu and Rui: Booyah!)
Tracy's face was now beet red from embarrassment. She turned her head, seeing students gasp, murmur and whisper among themselves. She knew they were talking about how Heba humiliated her and how Heba hit her face with the ball. She stormed off embarrassed, as Heba smirked.
After the girl was out of sight, Joey had Heba gasping for air as she hugged the girl.
"J-Joey, a-air." Heba managed to gasp out. Joey quickly let go as she apologized.
The gang continued on their way to class, resuming their chatting which was interrupted by Tracy.
On their way, they heard the gossip of two girls.
"Hey, have you heard?" girl 1 said.
"What?" girl 2 asked, her eyebrows raising curiously.
"There are three new girls, the boys say that their cute."
Rui, Rei, Mitsu and Heba looked at each other. This made Yami suspicious, he watched the girls, as he listened to their conversation attentively.
Mitsu walked over to the two girls, and politely asked them for the information. "Hi. I'm Hayashi Mitsuru Kotto. Who are you? I accidently overheard your conversation, and I'm curious as to how you got the information."
Girl 1, replied as she shook Mitsu's offered hand, "Hello. I'm Haruka Ritsu. Well, one of my friends told us her boyfriend and his gang 'unintentionally' heard the headmaster and a teacher's conversation. They were going through a few files of three new students."
Rui then came over, asking, "Umm, do you know their names?"
Haruka looked at the girl. She nodded as she smiled warmly. She answered while smiling, "Yes, I kind of do. If the boys heard correct, their names were: Ryou Bakura, Malik Ishtar and, what was it? Ah! Fukuseishi Ei. (A/N: Yes! I'm adding myself! I wanna accompany my friends! PS: The OCs are actually my friends, but not their real names!)
The two girls thanked Haruka, as they walked back to their gang.
"So, was it 'them'?"Heba asked the two that had just returned.
Mitsu nodded her head as a silent 'yes'
"I can't wait to meet them again! It's been so long!" Rui stated her mind, her face beamed with joy.
The others looked at the 3 girls; this wasn't the girls usual behavior when a new student came!
Flashback
"Hey! Have you heard?" Joey asked in obvious excitement, as the gang walked to their class.
"Heard what, Joey?" Tea asked, as she turned to the excited blonde.
"There are gonna be new students!" Joey answered, her excitement now ten folds greater.
3 grumbles were heard in the group as the others turned to the source of the sound. It was by Rui, Mitsu and Rei. They raised their brow at the 3 girls with annoyed faces.
"Great. Just what we needed. More fake friends, and people using us. I'm so delighted." Mitsu said with annoyance and sarcasm in her voice. Rui looked annoyed, and Rei let out a sigh.
'Fake friends.' the gang thought in their minds. The verb and their elementary school memories were a touchy subject for the 3 girls. It was as if the verb and the memories held a dagger, waiting to pounce on the girls and stab them.
The three girls hated how new students would try to be their friends, and how they only used them to gain fame.
They also hated how people wouldn't be themselves, just solemnly because being afraid of others giving them weird glances. This annoyed them. The kind ones always get bullied, while the cruel ones reach the top with violence.
"Well, let's just hope that they're like her." Rei stated. Her eyes held sadness in them as she finished the sentence. She sighed.
The other two, Rui and Mitsu, gave her a look of pity, sorrow, and longing.
The others wanted to ask who they were talking about, but one look from their leader, the thought vanished, leaving no trace.
They knew the girls would tell them when they were ready, so they didn't rush things. Everything has their own time, they understood.
End Flashback
I'm sorry if you weren't mentioned! I typed this sometime ago, and I don't really want to edit the author's note. cause I was really busy when I typed this. I had a graduation trip to pack for. So if you did add the story to your follows or favorites, your names will be mentioned in the next chapter, which i hope will be coming out soon.