Okay, here we are, Chapter Two. Sorry for the lack of updates. I've been working on three stories, and I just made up a new one (CCS/Shaman King Crossover) so I've been busy. Hope you like this one.
Chapter Two
Alecia flopped herself on her bed when she got home, tossing her backpack to the side. She groaned. Tenth-grade-is-so-UNFAIR! She had been paired up with the other kid that had the limo for a project and she didn't look forward to the next day when they'd be starting it. He had a glare that could freeze Tahiti, for goodness' sake. There was a message on the answering machine. " Alecia, I'm in a meeting, so I'll be late coming home. Go out and get something to eat, ok? See you." The machine beeped. Alecia glanced at the clock. 4:30. Might as well take a tour, she thought broodingly, as she grabbed her wallet and changed out of her outfit. The door was left swinging in her wake.
The girl walked through downtown Domino City, glancing at the shops on the sidewalk. She wondered into a park, where people were playing sports and little kids were giggling and running from behind trees. As she gazed absentmindedly at the scenery, she didn't realize it when a boy bumped right into her. " Hey, watch it-" The kid dragged her behind a cherry tree, as a cluster of older kids, all heavily-built, marched past them, eyes scanning the park. At that point, Alecia had gained control and pulled the boy into the cafe in the middle of the park. " What was that for?" she hissed, not exactly in a good mood. " They...were...after...me..." the kid panted. Her eyebrows furrowed, but her tone softened. " Who?" She studied him closer. He had untidy jet-black hair, eyes the color of granite, and a short figure. " Those bullies." He jerked his thumb out toward the park. She bent down. " What's your name?" " Mokuba." Alecia blinked. " Why were they chasing you?" Mokuba shrugged. " I beat them at this arcade game." " That's IT?" Mokuba nodded. " Jerks," Alecia mumbled. " You beat them at a game?" Mokuba nodded again. " Which?" " Fireball Island." The older girl's eyes widened, and glinted cheerfully. " I rule at the game..."
" I got you now! There! Marsian Fireball!" Alecia had never dreamed she would have this much fun with another person. She had played against the simulators, but it was WAY more exciting against this little kid, because he was good at it. Really good. After Mokuba had won (for the fifth time), Alecia glanced down at her watch. 6:00. " Do you want to go catch something to eat?" she asked awkwardly, " It's time for dinner, you know." " Sure. Where you want to go?" Mokuba said, eyes bright. Alecia gazed at the shops that crowded the sidewalk. " How about...Burger Paluza?" The boy's eyes widened. " Really?" She gave a short laugh. " You act like me, kid. Last time I went to have a burger, I was eight. Health food stinks."
" Your BROTHER doesn't let you eat burgers?" Mokuba shook his head no.
" Wow. I didn't know siblings could act like that. My adoptive mother won't let me because of the-er, relatives," she finished lamely, not wanting to let Mokuba know Kestrel and her were there because she was the United States Ambassador. Mozart's Adagio tune started to play, and Alecia dug out her cell phone while taking a bite of baked potato. " Hello?" " Liccy?" Kestrel's voice was there, " What're you doing?" " Eating," she answered. " What?" " Burger. And a baked potato." " ALEcia..." The girl rolled her eyes. " Don't worry, Kestrel, I won't get fat or anything. It's just one." Kestrel sighed. " You better not. 'Cause if we show up to that party next Friday with a waist one inch bigger than it was last time, the press is gonna have a field day." Alecia couldn't suppress a giggle. " What are you eating?" " Aloe vera." " Ah. Save some for me," said Alecia. " Pig." Her mother hung up.
" Hey, Mokuba!" Alecia and Mokuba looked up from chatting. The girl furrowed an eyebrow at who it was. Some kids in her class...the one with weird tri-colored hair, the one who had a tangle of blonde hair, a guy with his hair spiked into a brown point, and the girl who sat in front of her. Tea Gardner, or something. " Hi Yugi!" Mokuba piped up. " Hey! Ain't dat de new girl in our class?" Alecia blushed red (yet again). The kid with the tri-colored hair-Yugi?-smiled. " Hi. I'm Yugi Muto, this is Joey, Tristan, and Tea." He pointed to his friends. They grinned back. Alecia held out a hand. " Nice to meet you." Yugi and the rest of his friends sat down at the table where they were at, Mokuba and Joey going on about some new video game he had acquired. In the end, Alecia had gained four new friends.
" Hey, who's bringing you home?" Alecia asked Mokuba, as they watched Yugi and his little 'gang' walk away. " I could call the chauffeur..." he mumbled. " Why don't you go home with me?" she said cheerfully. Mokuba's face brightened. " Sure." Alecia flipped open her cell phone, and dialed a number. " Yeah...83rd...we'll be waiting for you." It was soon when the gleaming ebony limo drove up to the doorway of Burger Paluza. She glanced at Mokuba. He seemed right at home, as he plopped down on the leather seats. Grinning wirily, she joined him. " So...where do you live?" " Umm..." He stopped when another limo slowly whispered by. " Hey! That's my brother's!" He immediately leaped out of the limo, followed closely by Alecia. The door of the other limo opened slowly, elegantly... Then- " Big brother!" Mokuba chirped. Alecia looked into the deep blue eyes that could freeze Tahiti. At the moment, they were swarming with relief and rage. " Mokuba! Where were you? I nearly sent the whole Japanese Police Force to-!" he broke off, as he pulled Mokuba into a tight embrace. Alecia stood awkwardly in the background, blushing red. The older boy looked familiar...very familiar...she just didn't know from where.
" You'll be compensated." It was the most confusing thing she had ever heard of in her life. ' You'll be compensated'? A thank you is enough for me, thought Alecia, as she watched the other limo drive down the lane. She sat back in the leather seat as the limo drove to their apartment. Alecia kicked off her shoes, and went into the living room, where Kestrel was playing the melody of Canon in D Major, Pachelbel on the piano. Her adoptive mother turned. " You should start practicing...the party's a week away. Your 'The Heart asks Pleasure First' is a bit scratchy." Alecia scowled. " Remind me why we're playing this stuff in the first place?" Kestrel shrugged. " Appearance thing. Anyway, get your flute out and practice...Heart asks Pleasure First is completely solo between us two, but Canon's with another cello and violin." Alecia's head snapped up. " Huh?" " The cello is that guy from South America's kid...yeah, Mr. Ranieri or something. And the violin is this twelve-year old from Canada named...I don't know, I think it was Jen." " Bleh." Alecia pulled out the shiny silver-colored flute, and started to blow the harmony of 'The Heart asks Pleasure First', flickering her fingers over the instrument. It was a contented Alecia that went to sleep that night.
Ay! My endings STINK. Thanks to all who reviewed, anyways.
Chapter Two
Alecia flopped herself on her bed when she got home, tossing her backpack to the side. She groaned. Tenth-grade-is-so-UNFAIR! She had been paired up with the other kid that had the limo for a project and she didn't look forward to the next day when they'd be starting it. He had a glare that could freeze Tahiti, for goodness' sake. There was a message on the answering machine. " Alecia, I'm in a meeting, so I'll be late coming home. Go out and get something to eat, ok? See you." The machine beeped. Alecia glanced at the clock. 4:30. Might as well take a tour, she thought broodingly, as she grabbed her wallet and changed out of her outfit. The door was left swinging in her wake.
The girl walked through downtown Domino City, glancing at the shops on the sidewalk. She wondered into a park, where people were playing sports and little kids were giggling and running from behind trees. As she gazed absentmindedly at the scenery, she didn't realize it when a boy bumped right into her. " Hey, watch it-" The kid dragged her behind a cherry tree, as a cluster of older kids, all heavily-built, marched past them, eyes scanning the park. At that point, Alecia had gained control and pulled the boy into the cafe in the middle of the park. " What was that for?" she hissed, not exactly in a good mood. " They...were...after...me..." the kid panted. Her eyebrows furrowed, but her tone softened. " Who?" She studied him closer. He had untidy jet-black hair, eyes the color of granite, and a short figure. " Those bullies." He jerked his thumb out toward the park. She bent down. " What's your name?" " Mokuba." Alecia blinked. " Why were they chasing you?" Mokuba shrugged. " I beat them at this arcade game." " That's IT?" Mokuba nodded. " Jerks," Alecia mumbled. " You beat them at a game?" Mokuba nodded again. " Which?" " Fireball Island." The older girl's eyes widened, and glinted cheerfully. " I rule at the game..."
" I got you now! There! Marsian Fireball!" Alecia had never dreamed she would have this much fun with another person. She had played against the simulators, but it was WAY more exciting against this little kid, because he was good at it. Really good. After Mokuba had won (for the fifth time), Alecia glanced down at her watch. 6:00. " Do you want to go catch something to eat?" she asked awkwardly, " It's time for dinner, you know." " Sure. Where you want to go?" Mokuba said, eyes bright. Alecia gazed at the shops that crowded the sidewalk. " How about...Burger Paluza?" The boy's eyes widened. " Really?" She gave a short laugh. " You act like me, kid. Last time I went to have a burger, I was eight. Health food stinks."
" Your BROTHER doesn't let you eat burgers?" Mokuba shook his head no.
" Wow. I didn't know siblings could act like that. My adoptive mother won't let me because of the-er, relatives," she finished lamely, not wanting to let Mokuba know Kestrel and her were there because she was the United States Ambassador. Mozart's Adagio tune started to play, and Alecia dug out her cell phone while taking a bite of baked potato. " Hello?" " Liccy?" Kestrel's voice was there, " What're you doing?" " Eating," she answered. " What?" " Burger. And a baked potato." " ALEcia..." The girl rolled her eyes. " Don't worry, Kestrel, I won't get fat or anything. It's just one." Kestrel sighed. " You better not. 'Cause if we show up to that party next Friday with a waist one inch bigger than it was last time, the press is gonna have a field day." Alecia couldn't suppress a giggle. " What are you eating?" " Aloe vera." " Ah. Save some for me," said Alecia. " Pig." Her mother hung up.
" Hey, Mokuba!" Alecia and Mokuba looked up from chatting. The girl furrowed an eyebrow at who it was. Some kids in her class...the one with weird tri-colored hair, the one who had a tangle of blonde hair, a guy with his hair spiked into a brown point, and the girl who sat in front of her. Tea Gardner, or something. " Hi Yugi!" Mokuba piped up. " Hey! Ain't dat de new girl in our class?" Alecia blushed red (yet again). The kid with the tri-colored hair-Yugi?-smiled. " Hi. I'm Yugi Muto, this is Joey, Tristan, and Tea." He pointed to his friends. They grinned back. Alecia held out a hand. " Nice to meet you." Yugi and the rest of his friends sat down at the table where they were at, Mokuba and Joey going on about some new video game he had acquired. In the end, Alecia had gained four new friends.
" Hey, who's bringing you home?" Alecia asked Mokuba, as they watched Yugi and his little 'gang' walk away. " I could call the chauffeur..." he mumbled. " Why don't you go home with me?" she said cheerfully. Mokuba's face brightened. " Sure." Alecia flipped open her cell phone, and dialed a number. " Yeah...83rd...we'll be waiting for you." It was soon when the gleaming ebony limo drove up to the doorway of Burger Paluza. She glanced at Mokuba. He seemed right at home, as he plopped down on the leather seats. Grinning wirily, she joined him. " So...where do you live?" " Umm..." He stopped when another limo slowly whispered by. " Hey! That's my brother's!" He immediately leaped out of the limo, followed closely by Alecia. The door of the other limo opened slowly, elegantly... Then- " Big brother!" Mokuba chirped. Alecia looked into the deep blue eyes that could freeze Tahiti. At the moment, they were swarming with relief and rage. " Mokuba! Where were you? I nearly sent the whole Japanese Police Force to-!" he broke off, as he pulled Mokuba into a tight embrace. Alecia stood awkwardly in the background, blushing red. The older boy looked familiar...very familiar...she just didn't know from where.
" You'll be compensated." It was the most confusing thing she had ever heard of in her life. ' You'll be compensated'? A thank you is enough for me, thought Alecia, as she watched the other limo drive down the lane. She sat back in the leather seat as the limo drove to their apartment. Alecia kicked off her shoes, and went into the living room, where Kestrel was playing the melody of Canon in D Major, Pachelbel on the piano. Her adoptive mother turned. " You should start practicing...the party's a week away. Your 'The Heart asks Pleasure First' is a bit scratchy." Alecia scowled. " Remind me why we're playing this stuff in the first place?" Kestrel shrugged. " Appearance thing. Anyway, get your flute out and practice...Heart asks Pleasure First is completely solo between us two, but Canon's with another cello and violin." Alecia's head snapped up. " Huh?" " The cello is that guy from South America's kid...yeah, Mr. Ranieri or something. And the violin is this twelve-year old from Canada named...I don't know, I think it was Jen." " Bleh." Alecia pulled out the shiny silver-colored flute, and started to blow the harmony of 'The Heart asks Pleasure First', flickering her fingers over the instrument. It was a contented Alecia that went to sleep that night.
Ay! My endings STINK. Thanks to all who reviewed, anyways.