Hey everyone, just trying to update! ^^
Sorry I was away for so long, but I had a good time, and I hope you summer vacation's have been just as good as mine.
See previous chapters for disclaimers.
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Chapter 8 - Meeting New, And Old
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Through all his classes that day, he was very nervous. Ryou kept looking up at the clock, then outside the classroom door, then at his bag. Clock, door, bag. Clock, door, bag. Clock, door bag. He hated being so nervous. As the last bell rang, he and Tristan departed from the classroom together, talking about the project his teacher had just assigned.
"I mean, can you believe it?!" Tristan complained, "600 word essay on the earth, what it's made of and our own theory of how it was formed!!"
"It's made of cell's, and I believe in the Big Bang, where's the 600 words in that?" Ryou asked thoughtfully. Tristan laughed, and Ryou joined in, but both laughs stopped when a strange, navy blue-haired girl race passed them, not stopping to look back, but to glance behind her, then running even faster. T-Bone ran passed them as well, yelling and wanting to catch up with the blue haired girl, whose hair looked strangely parted in different ways. "Was that the-"
"Yes, yes, that's her," Ryou said, interrupting Tristan's question.
"You think we should help her?" Tristan asked once again. Both Ryou and himself looked down the hall, the blue-haired girl, and T-Bone, were both gone.
~*~Walking Home~*~
His ripped bag was still on his shoulder, and had obviously not been replaced. Walking past the same alley, he thought he saw the blue haired girl turning to the left.
"Hey, excuse-me?" he yelled after the girl. Knowing whose turf, and who he'd have to be dealing with, he ran after her, and took the same turn as she did. She was gone, until she dropped from the roof above him. She slapped a hand over his mouth to keep him from screaming. When he had gotten over the shock, she took hold of his arm and dragged him out of the alley. "You shouldn't be here!" she said, Ryou recognizing the dark, female voice he had heard before.
"I wanted to thank you for helping me last time," he said.
"You're welcome," she said, as she noticed Ryou's bag. She pulled it off him, and unzipped it.
"Hey!!" he yelled, his brain finally taking in the information in front of him.
She rummaged around carefully and pulled out his sketch pad. Flipping through the pages, and Ryou wondering what she was doing, she stopped at a crumpled piece of paper that was once off the binding. On the piece of paper, was the young girl Ryou had drawn and coloured. The strange haired girl turned it around to show Ryou, "Where did you get this?" she asked suddenly.
"I, I drew it...." Ryou told her, just then, the young women pulled out a golden hand mirror, the Millenium Symbol imprinted on its back and handle. A flash of light blinded Ryou for only a few moments, but when he looked again, the mirror and sketch pad was on the ground, a young, brunette haired girl in its wake. Ryou picked up the sketch pad, and examined them. The looked too much alike to be true, though Ryou knew that his eyes weren't deceiving him.
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Damn writers block....
Oh! Heh, Heh, Heh... um... sorry about the short chapter everyone! ^^U I'll try and make the next one more longer though....
Chow
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Sorry I was away for so long, but I had a good time, and I hope you summer vacation's have been just as good as mine.
See previous chapters for disclaimers.
~*~*~*~
Chapter 8 - Meeting New, And Old
~*~*~*~
Through all his classes that day, he was very nervous. Ryou kept looking up at the clock, then outside the classroom door, then at his bag. Clock, door, bag. Clock, door, bag. Clock, door bag. He hated being so nervous. As the last bell rang, he and Tristan departed from the classroom together, talking about the project his teacher had just assigned.
"I mean, can you believe it?!" Tristan complained, "600 word essay on the earth, what it's made of and our own theory of how it was formed!!"
"It's made of cell's, and I believe in the Big Bang, where's the 600 words in that?" Ryou asked thoughtfully. Tristan laughed, and Ryou joined in, but both laughs stopped when a strange, navy blue-haired girl race passed them, not stopping to look back, but to glance behind her, then running even faster. T-Bone ran passed them as well, yelling and wanting to catch up with the blue haired girl, whose hair looked strangely parted in different ways. "Was that the-"
"Yes, yes, that's her," Ryou said, interrupting Tristan's question.
"You think we should help her?" Tristan asked once again. Both Ryou and himself looked down the hall, the blue-haired girl, and T-Bone, were both gone.
~*~Walking Home~*~
His ripped bag was still on his shoulder, and had obviously not been replaced. Walking past the same alley, he thought he saw the blue haired girl turning to the left.
"Hey, excuse-me?" he yelled after the girl. Knowing whose turf, and who he'd have to be dealing with, he ran after her, and took the same turn as she did. She was gone, until she dropped from the roof above him. She slapped a hand over his mouth to keep him from screaming. When he had gotten over the shock, she took hold of his arm and dragged him out of the alley. "You shouldn't be here!" she said, Ryou recognizing the dark, female voice he had heard before.
"I wanted to thank you for helping me last time," he said.
"You're welcome," she said, as she noticed Ryou's bag. She pulled it off him, and unzipped it.
"Hey!!" he yelled, his brain finally taking in the information in front of him.
She rummaged around carefully and pulled out his sketch pad. Flipping through the pages, and Ryou wondering what she was doing, she stopped at a crumpled piece of paper that was once off the binding. On the piece of paper, was the young girl Ryou had drawn and coloured. The strange haired girl turned it around to show Ryou, "Where did you get this?" she asked suddenly.
"I, I drew it...." Ryou told her, just then, the young women pulled out a golden hand mirror, the Millenium Symbol imprinted on its back and handle. A flash of light blinded Ryou for only a few moments, but when he looked again, the mirror and sketch pad was on the ground, a young, brunette haired girl in its wake. Ryou picked up the sketch pad, and examined them. The looked too much alike to be true, though Ryou knew that his eyes weren't deceiving him.
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Damn writers block....
Oh! Heh, Heh, Heh... um... sorry about the short chapter everyone! ^^U I'll try and make the next one more longer though....
Chow
=(-^_^-)=