Note: This is my first fic written by myself so please review.
It was really quiet. What'd I expect it to resemble? That of the night club I went to? No, I suppose not. It had been quite a long while since I had been in some kind of schooling. I remember it to be boring and overall, the crudest experience in my whole fourteen years of living. I was always very gifted when it came to school though. Come to think of it, I had always been very gifted at anything I did, which was bizarre. I was perfect at jobs and tasks I had never even heard of before.
My name is Kat, from the original name Katarina. Strange, yes I know. Then again, I'm not exactly normal in any way, shape or form. My life sounds like something out of a fantasy, a book that never ended. Truth be told, I am a demon. Yes, a demon. And unless I stand corrected, a very powerful one as well. No one ever knew except me. Yet here I was, re- entering school for the simple reason for that I felt like I had to.
I then realized why everything was so quiet. People were staring at me. I wondered why that was. I wasn't late, I was wearing the ridiculous school uniform (granted I did make some alterations), and it's not like I was acting anything else but normal. Suddenly, as if that scene was by my imagination, everyone started talking again. But a group in particular caught my eye. They appeared to be playing duel monsters. One of them was incredibly short with blond and yellow hair. He had a strange yet familiar necklace on. I suppose you couldn't call it a necklace because it was really more of a chain with some sort of puzzle attached. He seemed to be talking merrily with his friend who was much taller with all blond hair. There were two others there, a girl with dull brown hair and a guy with the same.
I noticed myself to be staring. Quickly, I pulled away into the book I had brought to keep me company. Ah yes, my old friend, Macbeth. I hadn't been reading for five minutes before I hear someone say something to me.
"Hi. I'm Yugi. What's your name?" I put down the book to notice that it was the short boy from before. He had brought his friends with him. "Kat. Nice to meet you." I feigned a smile, as I usually did when I first met people. I had never been good with being honestly positive. To me it seemed like lying to yourself rather than others. But Yugi did seem nice, with his friends.
Yugi then smiled back. It was a genuine one, I could tell. It was bright and welcoming, as well as cute coming from one who looked no older than ten. He then inquired, "That's a nice name. Are you new here?" I stated, "Yes, I am. This is a nice school. Uniformity aside that is." My cynicism always did tend to show through anything I did. Suddenly, his blond friend said, "You did some nice work on your uniform! By the way, I'm Joey, that's Anzu, and there's Tristen," he said pointing to himself, the girl, and the other boy.
Not sure of what to say, since that was either an insult, an invitation or a real compliment, I simply said, "Thanks for noticing. Your uniforms here were kind of boring so I wanted to spice it up a bit." Then Anzu opened her mouth, almost cutting me off, to say, "I don't think you're supposed to cut the skirt in half, have jacket open, and have your shirt half way unbuttoned." She was obviously exaggerating in a jealous rage of hers. I only altered my skirt a quarter way and the same applied to my shirt. Now I know why people were looking at me so focused. I was a bit too sexual for their liking.
The three boys all looked at Anzu for a second but then I replied, "Well, when you grow up some day maybe you'll feel different about this choice in clothes. I happen to like it." Shocked, the boys whipped around to look at me quickly, then back to her, then back to me, then back to her. She was turning a bright red in the face. Whether it was from anger, frustration, or humiliation, I couldn't tell. Anzu stomped off angrily. Tristen turned to me and said with his utter amazement of me seeping from his words, "Wow. I can't believe you just stood up to Anzu like that. We usually just tell her to shut up when she's like that but you really told her off. You should hang out with us every day!"
Yugi smiled again and said, "I think she should." He turned to me, "You seem like a really nice person to hang out with. Want to sit with us at lunch?" I nodded my head, just as the teacher walked in to say, "Get to your seats. Class is now in session."
Note: Switching now to Yugi's point of view.
It was a nice normal day like any other. Joey, Tristen, Anzu and I had just gotten back from Pegasus's twisted tournament. I had finally won my grandfather back. It was nice to be home and back in school, playing duel monsters like it should be played. No consequences, no soul stealing, just plain and simple, like I was taught. But then the room went dead around me. I looked up from my cards to notice that Joey, who had been previously very interested in our game, had lost all perspective except for what he was staring at right then. I turned around.
A girl had just walked into the room. She was only a bit taller than me, about five feet. Her long black hair was tied in a ponytail but still reached all the way to the middle of her back. But what intrigued me most, besides the fact that she was violating the dress code, were her big green eyes. They were familiar in a way. Kind yet had a sense of hurt to them. She was overall the most beautiful girl I had ever seen in my entire life.
Right then, everyone went back to what they were doing and she sat down. I turned to Joey, then to Tristen. They were struck by her beauty as much as I was. Joey realized he was staring at her and snapped around back to our card game. But he couldn't help himself from saying, "Man! That girl is hot!" Tristen felt obliged to add on, "She sure is. But look. She looks lonely all by herself. We should go welcome her to Domino High."
"That's not a bad idea, Tristen. After all, I'm sure that having everybody stare at you isn't a exactly a warm welcome." We walked over and our conversation with the beauty began.
Author's note: Please review and let me know what you think! Remember, constructive criticism is welcomed as much as praise. I enjoy both. Thanks for reading!
It was really quiet. What'd I expect it to resemble? That of the night club I went to? No, I suppose not. It had been quite a long while since I had been in some kind of schooling. I remember it to be boring and overall, the crudest experience in my whole fourteen years of living. I was always very gifted when it came to school though. Come to think of it, I had always been very gifted at anything I did, which was bizarre. I was perfect at jobs and tasks I had never even heard of before.
My name is Kat, from the original name Katarina. Strange, yes I know. Then again, I'm not exactly normal in any way, shape or form. My life sounds like something out of a fantasy, a book that never ended. Truth be told, I am a demon. Yes, a demon. And unless I stand corrected, a very powerful one as well. No one ever knew except me. Yet here I was, re- entering school for the simple reason for that I felt like I had to.
I then realized why everything was so quiet. People were staring at me. I wondered why that was. I wasn't late, I was wearing the ridiculous school uniform (granted I did make some alterations), and it's not like I was acting anything else but normal. Suddenly, as if that scene was by my imagination, everyone started talking again. But a group in particular caught my eye. They appeared to be playing duel monsters. One of them was incredibly short with blond and yellow hair. He had a strange yet familiar necklace on. I suppose you couldn't call it a necklace because it was really more of a chain with some sort of puzzle attached. He seemed to be talking merrily with his friend who was much taller with all blond hair. There were two others there, a girl with dull brown hair and a guy with the same.
I noticed myself to be staring. Quickly, I pulled away into the book I had brought to keep me company. Ah yes, my old friend, Macbeth. I hadn't been reading for five minutes before I hear someone say something to me.
"Hi. I'm Yugi. What's your name?" I put down the book to notice that it was the short boy from before. He had brought his friends with him. "Kat. Nice to meet you." I feigned a smile, as I usually did when I first met people. I had never been good with being honestly positive. To me it seemed like lying to yourself rather than others. But Yugi did seem nice, with his friends.
Yugi then smiled back. It was a genuine one, I could tell. It was bright and welcoming, as well as cute coming from one who looked no older than ten. He then inquired, "That's a nice name. Are you new here?" I stated, "Yes, I am. This is a nice school. Uniformity aside that is." My cynicism always did tend to show through anything I did. Suddenly, his blond friend said, "You did some nice work on your uniform! By the way, I'm Joey, that's Anzu, and there's Tristen," he said pointing to himself, the girl, and the other boy.
Not sure of what to say, since that was either an insult, an invitation or a real compliment, I simply said, "Thanks for noticing. Your uniforms here were kind of boring so I wanted to spice it up a bit." Then Anzu opened her mouth, almost cutting me off, to say, "I don't think you're supposed to cut the skirt in half, have jacket open, and have your shirt half way unbuttoned." She was obviously exaggerating in a jealous rage of hers. I only altered my skirt a quarter way and the same applied to my shirt. Now I know why people were looking at me so focused. I was a bit too sexual for their liking.
The three boys all looked at Anzu for a second but then I replied, "Well, when you grow up some day maybe you'll feel different about this choice in clothes. I happen to like it." Shocked, the boys whipped around to look at me quickly, then back to her, then back to me, then back to her. She was turning a bright red in the face. Whether it was from anger, frustration, or humiliation, I couldn't tell. Anzu stomped off angrily. Tristen turned to me and said with his utter amazement of me seeping from his words, "Wow. I can't believe you just stood up to Anzu like that. We usually just tell her to shut up when she's like that but you really told her off. You should hang out with us every day!"
Yugi smiled again and said, "I think she should." He turned to me, "You seem like a really nice person to hang out with. Want to sit with us at lunch?" I nodded my head, just as the teacher walked in to say, "Get to your seats. Class is now in session."
Note: Switching now to Yugi's point of view.
It was a nice normal day like any other. Joey, Tristen, Anzu and I had just gotten back from Pegasus's twisted tournament. I had finally won my grandfather back. It was nice to be home and back in school, playing duel monsters like it should be played. No consequences, no soul stealing, just plain and simple, like I was taught. But then the room went dead around me. I looked up from my cards to notice that Joey, who had been previously very interested in our game, had lost all perspective except for what he was staring at right then. I turned around.
A girl had just walked into the room. She was only a bit taller than me, about five feet. Her long black hair was tied in a ponytail but still reached all the way to the middle of her back. But what intrigued me most, besides the fact that she was violating the dress code, were her big green eyes. They were familiar in a way. Kind yet had a sense of hurt to them. She was overall the most beautiful girl I had ever seen in my entire life.
Right then, everyone went back to what they were doing and she sat down. I turned to Joey, then to Tristen. They were struck by her beauty as much as I was. Joey realized he was staring at her and snapped around back to our card game. But he couldn't help himself from saying, "Man! That girl is hot!" Tristen felt obliged to add on, "She sure is. But look. She looks lonely all by herself. We should go welcome her to Domino High."
"That's not a bad idea, Tristen. After all, I'm sure that having everybody stare at you isn't a exactly a warm welcome." We walked over and our conversation with the beauty began.
Author's note: Please review and let me know what you think! Remember, constructive criticism is welcomed as much as praise. I enjoy both. Thanks for reading!