*~Angel~*
(Part 2)
Author's note: Ok. I wanted to write another chapter. Sorry for some of the oocness from Trowa before, I just wanted to make my point. Please read on! Oh, and PLEASE don't forget to review! I need feedback to write from!
Disclaimer: I don't own the gang. Wish I did. Angel's mine.
Summary: In the last chapter the gang went to a club
and picked up a girl (Angel) to go and live with them. P.S.- I've skipped ahead a week or two. And everyone except for Trowa has a
boyfriend/girlfriend (Cathy's will be introduced). They're the original pairings.
An enticing smell of bacon and eggs
awoke the gang and led them downstairs to the kitchen. In the kitchen was Angel, in a robe and
slippers, standing over the stove.
"Angel! What are you doing? I
told you I'd cook this morning," scolded Relena.
"I know, I know. It's just that I woke up around seven and
couldn't sleep. Plus, you need to
concentrate on world peace, not on bacon and eggs," said Angel as she continued
to cook.
"Fine, I won't be mad at you. Just let me cook tomorrow. Okay?" asked
Relena.
"Fine, I'll try to sleep in," said
Angel.
"Thank you. Now, when will breakfast be ready?" asked Relena.
"Aha! I knew you were hungry! It
should be ready momentarily. Why don't
you sit down and I'll bring it in," said Angel.
"Very well. And thanks again," said Relena as she walked out with the gang in
tow.
Moments later, as promised, Angel came
in carrying plates and plates of food. Most of which were heaped high with food.
"Come and get it!" Angel yelled
happily, "You're all on your own for drinks though. I ran out of hands."
"That's fine. Ooohhhh! This all looks so good!" yelled Hilde.
"*Giggle* I see you're picking up on
Duo's appetite," chided Sally.
"Well at least MY guy is a little open
minded!" countered Hilde.
"Now, now," interrupted Relena, "Can't
we eat in peace?"
For the next few minutes the gang ate
in silence. Minus the sounds of Duo
wolfing down his food of course. Then
Quatre piped up to address Angel,
"I hope you don't mind that I enrolled
you in school for you tomorrow Angel," Quatre said, "I thought you should do
something while we're all at work. And
unfortunately you have to wear a uniform. But it is co-ed at least."
"Oh! I don't mind at all! It'll be so
much fun to go to school!" squealed Angel. (A.N.- Angel's around 16 yrs. old,
still in school. She left her old one
'cause Quatre lived far away.)
"Good. I'm glad that you don't mind. The school's close enough for you to walk, so that shouldn't be a
problem. Now, what shall we do today?"
asked Quatre.
~I'm skipping
ahead to tomorrow~
"Come on Angel!" Trowa yelled up the stairs, "You're going to be late!"
"Coming!" Angel shouted back.
Angel flew down the stairs nearly
knocking down Trowa in her haste. She
grabbed a breakfast bar and ran out the door as fast as she could. Just before she left Trowa managed to get a
glimpse of her before she ran out. Her
hair was in pigtails with the customary wisps of hair hanging in front of her
face. The uniform consisted of a white
pleated skirt that stopped a couple inches above her knees, a white short
sleeved shirt, a gray vest, gray socks, and black loafers. Even her hair was tied with black and white
ribbon. Her bag was the standard black
school bag with one added feature, on every zipper hung some form of a key
chain.
'Have a good day at school Angel,'
Trowa said silently to himself.
~Later that
day~
Angel ran in the door and straight into Trowa. Trowa helped her up and realized her clothes were askew, her hair was a mess, she had several cuts, and she was crying.
"Angel! What happened?" demanded
Trowa.
"T-they attacked me," she stammered
between sobs.
*~Owari~*
I
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