Sukariko: I don't own ANYTHING in this story.

Lawyer: I see he's been saying these on his own free will for quite a while now.

Sukariko: What the. I thought I ditched you when I stopped updating the body swapping files!

Lawyer: Oh. Yeah. That was like.deadzone in there. You never updated.

Sukariko: Umm, I think they want the chapter now.

Lawyer: Righto! I'm off to save the planet!!

Sukariko: yeah. *sweatdrops* and to the viewers, this is gonna be another one of those odd chappies like the first one (which really didn't have much to do with the story)

Memory Bank: Past Memories - Solemn

I was reading "How to Kill a Space Pirate" in class. The teacher was starring at me, but I didn't care. I got good grades to start with. I didn't see the point in listening to this man if I already knew the material front and back.

"Do you have a problem lady?" Said Mr. Adam Walker. He was the new teacher at the bounty hunter collage. So he had to get used to being messed with by the class. And besides that, he was the same age or younger than most of the students.

I rolled my eyes and closed my book, annoyed. "No SIR," I said, straitening up in my chair. The man had taken me in since my mom and dad were killed, but I really didn't care. When I was younger, I asked him questions all the time about the space program. This was basically the same, just in written form. You're probably wondering how me being in collage, and him being younger than a lot of the students would fit? I am only sixteen, and he is twenty.

When the class was over, I slowly walked out of the room. There had been one girl who was constantly following me, trying to be my friend. I had tried to blend, but unfortunately, I was the only blonde in the class.

"HIIIIII SAMUS!!!" she bellowed. She felt like we had a bond, since she was also the only other sixteen year old in the collage. (*AN: Doesn't she sound like Kirby? *hint hint*) Just before she reached me, a foot came out and tripped her. I took my chance and ran, glancing one just to see who did it. Oddly enough, it was Adam, with a truly sorry face on.

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I dashed around the corner, only to knock into the only guy I wouldn't mess with. He was burly, with a head of wild dirty blonde hair. He had already gone on three expert bounty hunter missions. He was envied, but also feared greatly. He wore a helmet most of the time though; he was the only student allowed to get away with that.

"Hey shrimpy, watch where yer goin'! Or maybe you don't know who I am! I'm C-"

"I know who you are, baka (*AN: sorry, Japanese reference see bottom), just let me go by!" I pushed by him, only to be held back with one of his thick arms. "Let go you freak!" I snatched my arm out of his grasp, but he blocked me again.

"Don't talk to me like that. That is, if you want to keep all your teeth." He shoved me toward the wall. Oh, if you know me, you know I was ticked. I had him in a headlock, took his helmet off, and was beating his face in, then finally, a professor came out of the class he was teaching because of constant yelps coming from outside his door. When he saw what was happening, he yelled:

"Go get'm Samus!" and then he closed the door and continued with his lesson.

By now, the boy was on his knees sobbing, and had several marks on his face. "Now at least you have a reason to wear that helmet. Unless you want to explain how you got beat up by a girl not even your age. Punk" I gave him one last kick in the groin, and went on my way, feeling awfully relived.

Yeah, short and seemingly pointless chapter, right? But it has a point! MWUUUHAHAHA! I'll give a cookie if you guess who the boy was. Oh, and also if you can tell who Adam is. Before I forget, baka means idiot in Japanese. Boku wa atama ga ii desu nee. (I'm smart) Ja Ne!!