Hi! I'm back! Here's Chapter One of The New In Town. Once again, I do not own Gundam Wing, but I wish I did. Actually, I wish I could live there, but that's not the point. I'll go now and let you read my story.
Chapter One
Students
chattered away in Miss Kane's Homeroom at Pathway High, when the bell rang,
announcing the beginning of class. Stragglers ran in and took their place at
their desks. The noise began to settle down as Miss K., as everyone called her,
walked into the room. Unnoticed by anyone, a young teen stood in the back of
the room.
The
teacher walked up to the front. "Class, before we begin, I'd like to
introduce a new student," Miss K gestured to the student standing in the
back. "May I introduce Andrea Thomas?"
The
class turned around in their seats, finally taking notice of the 15-year-old
girl. Andrea was dressed in an ice blue t-shirt and pair of black jeans. Her
long, brown hair was pulled back into a braid, reaching her hips and her bangs
were cut just above her deep blue eyes. She blushed slightly, and nodded.
Slowly, her face returned to a calm expression and she stared at the teacher.
"Andrea,"
The teacher began again. "Why don't you take a seat in the back next
to…oh, I can't place your name." She said to a boy seated in the back.
"Maxwell,"
The boy in black answered.
"Yes
of course, I'm sorry." Miss K. walked over to the class television, turned
it on, and took a seat at her desk. As the News for Teens show came on, Andrea
took a seat next to the boy called Maxwell.
Her
expression remained calm during the whole broadcast; it was like she was almost
bored. A smirk crossed her face when a report on a local OZ mobile suit factory
came on. Pictures were shown of the factory that was attacked last Saturday.
Teens woke from their stupor as the news mentioned that it was from a new
gundam. She caught a glimpse of her surrounding classmates' reactions. The boy
next to her, Maxwell, seemed extremely shocked about the mention of the gundam.
The blonde hair boy in front of him was also shocked by the mention. The two
turned to each other and began talking so quietly that Andrea couldn't tell
what they were saying.
The
rest of the morning went without much excitement, a few kids spoke to her, but
nothing really great happened. She had her morning classes with either Maxwell
or his blonde friend, or both. The bell rang for lunch, and students rushed out
of their classrooms, heading for the lunchroom. Andrea adjusted her backpack on
her shoulder. She was about to start walking when someone called her name.
"Andrea!"
A boy called after her. She froze, trying to recognize the voice. She turned
sharply, making her braid whip a passing student in the arm. She took no notice
of the student's yelp, her attention totally on Maxwell. "Is there something
you want?" She asked him as he came up to her.
"I
was wondering if you were going to sit with anyone at lunch," He said.
"No,
I'll be sitting alone. Why?"
"Just
wondering."
"I
got to go." Andrea turned away, and headed to the cafeteria.
"Flirting
with the new girl Duo?" The blonde boy asked Maxwell when he caught up to
him.
"Maybe
Quatre," Duo answered, smiling. "I was just getting to know
her."
"You
could sit with her at lunch. I don't think she'd be sitting with anyone."
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Andrea
sat alone at a lunch table, working on an English paper while eating her lunch.
She stopped suddenly, as her concentration focused on the sound of footsteps
coming up behind her. She brushed it off as nothing and continued on her
homework. The footsteps stopped, and she stopped working again. She could sense
the person was just behind her. She picked her pencil back up.
"If
you're going to sit here, please do so," Andrea said without looking up.
"I really don't like people looking over my shoulder while I work. It
disturbs me."
"If
you insist," The boy said, taking a seat next to her. She put her pencil
down, immediately recognizing him as Maxwell. He took out his lunch.
She
turned to face him, her eyes widening as she saw his hair. It was a super-long
braid that would reach just below his butt if he were standing. He noticed her
stare and smiled. "I like it this way."
"It's
really, really long! I thought my hair was long," She said, taking
her eyes from the braid. "Sorry, I was starring."
"At
least you weren't making fun of it. Some people I know think I should cut it
off."
"I
don't, I think it looks good on you." Andrea stopped talking for a minute
and caught a glance of the blonde boy sitting among a group of four boys.
"Is that blonde kid your friend? Why don't you go sit with him?"
"Blonde?
Oh, you mean Quatre? Nah, he was the one who suggested I sit with you." He
paused. "You don't mind do you? I could go sit with my friends."
"Why
would I mind? I don't know anybody yet and I was getting lonely." She
answered, putting away her homework. She turned back to him; an almost empty
pop can in hand. "What's your first name? I don't think it is
Maxwell." She took a sip of her pop and placed it in her backpack.
"You're
right, it isn't. Maxwell's my last name. My name is Maxwell, Duo Maxwell."
"Well
Duo Maxwell, I have to go to the library before next period. I'll see you
around." Andrea said as she placed her lunch bag in her backpack and
picked up her bag. She stood up.
"I'll
join you," He said, standing up as well.
"I
don't think that's wise," She said looking over at his friends at another
table.
"Why?"
He asked.
"Because
the boy with the messy brown hair is glaring at you, like he is going to kill
you for talking to me."
"Oh,
don't mind him, he's always like that."
The
two left the cafeteria, with the boy still glaring at them from his seat.
That's it for now; I hope you've enjoyed my story so far. More is on the way. So, in the mean time, I'll let you review my story! Bye!