Perfection

Disclaimer: I wish I did own Gundam wing so I could
make the character do anything (*evil
smiles*). The bad thing is that I don't own
Gundam Wing. But the good thing is that I do
own Faith (my character).

The clock struck 12'o clock downstairs as Faith stepped away from the computer.
"Damn! Spent 2 hours typing up my history paper on the Confederation, while all my friends were having fun on a Saturday" Faith sighed heavily and went downstairs for a cup of water. This wasn't her idea of fun. She could have had a party since her parents were away for the weekend, but noooo, she had to do a dumb history paper. If she had to learn about politics and history then she could have learned about Gundam Wing. Gundam Wing was the only thing that made politics/history look good. On the way downstairs she had almost tripped over her Play Station2.
Thank Goodness her parents were filthy rich (that is why she had received a Ferrari for her birthday and an imported racing motor cycle for Christmas). Life would be so boring if she wasn't.
"I better get back to my paper and finish it so I wouldn't have to do it tomorrow." Faith got back onto the internet to look for info.
"Hey what is this? It said something about OZ and Gundam! Oh my gosh! What's happening!" a portal had just opened in the computer. It sucked her into a dark portal.
There was silence.....................