The Crush
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. I think Mr. Earl has made a surprise appearance. I don't own him, either.
Kat: This is the first of the twelve fics for you. They are all dedicated to you, since you are making me write them.
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There she is. First row, second chair from the left. Seated in-between her best friend, a short
girl with dark brown hair, and a tall, Chinese boy. Directly behind her is another boy, with
long brown hair and a crush on the girl in the front right.
How I wish I had his spot.
As the English teacher explains something about Greek mythology, she pulls out a light
blue mechanical pencil and proceeds to write it down.
I was doing well in school last year, however, that was before seventh grade, a new school,
and most importantly, new classmates.
The teacher is writing something on the board. I should copy it down, shouldn't I? But then I
would have to look away from the back of her beautiful blonde head.
"Beautiful blonde head?" The boy sitting next to me, my only real friend in this school looks
at me.
"Thanks, Trowa, never knew you felt that way about me." He grins. I groan out loud, putting
my head in my hands.
"Quatre..."
He laughs at me. "Come on, tell me who you were talking about!"
I glance up at the teacher, who is apparently too absorbed in his discussion to notice us.
"Please, Trowa?"
I attempt to ignore him, not an easy thing to do.
He looks around the class. "Zechs? He's blonde. Was it Zechs?"
The girl on his left turns to look at him.
"Was what Zechs?" She cocks her head to one side, short black hair falling in her eyes.
"Trowa likes him." Quatre announces proudly to his captive audience of one.
"Wha-I do not!" I cross my arms, self indignation spreading through my veins.
"You like Zechs?" The girl asks, looking confused.
"No I don't!"
"He likes a blonde, though." Quatre said, deciding to inform this strange girl. "He said so."
I glare at him.
While it isn't true that I said that, I will agree with what he says about the blonde.
"A blonde..." The girl thinks about it for a second.
"Is it a girl?"
As I open my mouth to reply, Quatre cuts me off. "I guess so, Noin. Because the only
blonde guys are me and Zechs."
"Oh." There is a pause, then Noin asks, "Do you like him?" she points at Quatre.
"NO. I already said that." I glare at Quatre.
"Thanks for telling her that I like someone, Quat."
He looks at me, innocence radiating off him. "Me? I believe it was you who spoke aloud."
I groan, again, as I let my head hit the desk. The sound alerts the boy slouched in the row
behind me, as I raise my head, I hear Noin informing him of what's going on.
"Hey." There's a jab in my leg. "What's happening back there?" I look up to see the boy
with the prized seat looking at me curiously.
"What're you doing?" He turns around in his seat to sit backwards.
I am surprised the teacher hasn't noticed yet.
"So? What are you talking about?" He shakes a crink out of his neck, sending his braid
flying.
I open my mouth to tell him to go away, when Quatre sees him.
"Duo! Trowa has a crush on someone!"
"Really?" Duo raises an eyebrow. "Who?"
"That's what we are trying to find out."
The boy behind me adds in, "Noin says it's a girl and a blonde."
"A girl and blonde, huh?" Duo scans the room. "Relena?"
The boy behind me pokes me in the back. I turn around and he whispers,
"She's a stalker."
Trying not to look at him like he is some sort of freak, I nod slowly and look confusedly at
Quatre.
"Relena's had a crush on him since second grade." Quatre shrugs. "Every Valentines day,
she gives him hell."
Noin nods vigorously, so I know it must be true. I feel bad for this guy behind me for a
second, before Duo asks, "Do you like her?"
"What?" I start.
"Who?"
"Relena, of course!" Duo looks at me.
Is it natural for someone to have purple eyes?
Just about to ask this, Noin interrupts.
"If you do like Relena, Heero will be glad to hear it."
Since the boy behind me is looking very anxious to know whether I do like her or not, I
assume that is Heero.
"Do you?" He asks, seemingly pleading for me to say yes.
"Sorry, but...um...no."
Heero swears, and this attracts the attention of two other students. They both turn around in
their seats, staring at us.
Duo grins. "Hilde, can you help? The new guy's got a crush on someone!"
Hilde looks at me, I look at the teacher, wondering what kind of guy can go this long without
noticing that half his class wasn't paying attention.
"What does she look like?" That question snaps me back to earth.
As I silently beg Quatre to remain silent, he speaks, "Blonde. That's all we know."
The girl behind Hilde turns around, giving up on paying attention since the other girl was
leaning over her desk.
"A blonde?" She asks, looking curiously around the room.
She taps her pencil on the desk. "Blonde...Is it Zechs?"
"No!" I say, annoyed. "It is _not_ Zechs."
"What's wrong with Zechs?" Noin asks, looking rather put out.
"Yeah. What's wrong with me?" A tall boy, one I hadn't noticed before, with blonde hair
turns around in his seat on the other side of Duo.
Growling under my breath, I let Quatre explain the situation to yet another person, as Duo
laughs annoyingly in the background.
The Chinese boy, one of the two people who turned around when Heero swore, rolls his
eyes and asks why I won't just tell them already.
I glare at him, and am about to ask why everyone is so damn interested, when Heero again
speaks.
"Is it Sally?"
I blink. Who in the world is Sally?
Noin sighs at my obvious confusion and taps the girl directly behind her and next to Heero
on the shoulder.
A taller girl looks up. Her hair is hanging down in two dirty blonde braids, and she is filling out
her plain white blouse quite nicely.
"Hello. Who are you?" She asks, quickly glancing down at her notes to finish a line.
"Er..." I'm cut off by Duo.
"This is Trowa and he has a crush on you!" He exclaims gleefully.
I send him a withering look. "I don't. I don't even know who she is."
Sally looks around confused. "What's going on?"
The Chinese kid rolls his eyes again.
"Dumb girl."
The four girls glare at him, and Noin let's out an exasperated sigh of "Wufei..."
I'm starting to feel the same way about this whole thing. About to tell everyone to mind their
own business, Quatre suddenly punches the air.
"I've got it! There's only one more blonde in this class!"
Oh great. The moment of truth. I bury my head in my arms and prepare myself for the
worst.
Maybe the teacher will finally see us....
"Dorothy!"
...What?
I look up. "Dorothy? Isn't she that creepy girl with the eyebrows?"
As soon as the words leave my mouth, I'm regretting them.
Dorothy turns and faces me from her spot on Heero's right.
"What was that about my eyebrows?" She grins like a mad cat.
The whole group is silent, a shudder going down our backs. Man, is she creepy.
Just when I think that maybe they will drop the issue, another head pops up, looking at us
curiously.
"What did I miss?" The only other person in the class, it must be Relena. She is seated in
the very back, behind Dorothy, and apparently had not heard us talking.
"So? What's going on?" She leans in. "What happened?"
Duo grins madly. "See, Trowa here likes this girl, but he won't tell us who!" He shifts on his
chair, before continuing. "All we know is that she's blonde, and we are trying to figure out who-"
He falls silent as a shadow spreads over him.
Everyone quickly turns back to their desks, hurriedly copying down the notes on the board.
I look up slowly. Framed against the ceiling light is the silhouette of our English teacher
standing over a very startled Duo, still seated in his chair the wrong way.
"What is this?"
Duo gulps and looks up at the teacher. "Well, you see, sir..."
As the teacher glares at him, I can see his resolve to save me crumbling.
"It's his fault!" Duo gives me an apologetic look, then hurriedly turns back around in his seat,
facing the board.
"Perhaps you had better come to the front of the class and tell us all what was so interesting,
Mr. Barton."
The teacher shoos me to the front of the room.
The words seem stuck in my throat.
I glance at Midii, seated in the front row.
It's now or never.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. I think Mr. Earl has made a surprise appearance. I don't own him, either.
Kat: This is the first of the twelve fics for you. They are all dedicated to you, since you are making me write them.
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There she is. First row, second chair from the left. Seated in-between her best friend, a short
girl with dark brown hair, and a tall, Chinese boy. Directly behind her is another boy, with
long brown hair and a crush on the girl in the front right.
How I wish I had his spot.
As the English teacher explains something about Greek mythology, she pulls out a light
blue mechanical pencil and proceeds to write it down.
I was doing well in school last year, however, that was before seventh grade, a new school,
and most importantly, new classmates.
The teacher is writing something on the board. I should copy it down, shouldn't I? But then I
would have to look away from the back of her beautiful blonde head.
"Beautiful blonde head?" The boy sitting next to me, my only real friend in this school looks
at me.
"Thanks, Trowa, never knew you felt that way about me." He grins. I groan out loud, putting
my head in my hands.
"Quatre..."
He laughs at me. "Come on, tell me who you were talking about!"
I glance up at the teacher, who is apparently too absorbed in his discussion to notice us.
"Please, Trowa?"
I attempt to ignore him, not an easy thing to do.
He looks around the class. "Zechs? He's blonde. Was it Zechs?"
The girl on his left turns to look at him.
"Was what Zechs?" She cocks her head to one side, short black hair falling in her eyes.
"Trowa likes him." Quatre announces proudly to his captive audience of one.
"Wha-I do not!" I cross my arms, self indignation spreading through my veins.
"You like Zechs?" The girl asks, looking confused.
"No I don't!"
"He likes a blonde, though." Quatre said, deciding to inform this strange girl. "He said so."
I glare at him.
While it isn't true that I said that, I will agree with what he says about the blonde.
"A blonde..." The girl thinks about it for a second.
"Is it a girl?"
As I open my mouth to reply, Quatre cuts me off. "I guess so, Noin. Because the only
blonde guys are me and Zechs."
"Oh." There is a pause, then Noin asks, "Do you like him?" she points at Quatre.
"NO. I already said that." I glare at Quatre.
"Thanks for telling her that I like someone, Quat."
He looks at me, innocence radiating off him. "Me? I believe it was you who spoke aloud."
I groan, again, as I let my head hit the desk. The sound alerts the boy slouched in the row
behind me, as I raise my head, I hear Noin informing him of what's going on.
"Hey." There's a jab in my leg. "What's happening back there?" I look up to see the boy
with the prized seat looking at me curiously.
"What're you doing?" He turns around in his seat to sit backwards.
I am surprised the teacher hasn't noticed yet.
"So? What are you talking about?" He shakes a crink out of his neck, sending his braid
flying.
I open my mouth to tell him to go away, when Quatre sees him.
"Duo! Trowa has a crush on someone!"
"Really?" Duo raises an eyebrow. "Who?"
"That's what we are trying to find out."
The boy behind me adds in, "Noin says it's a girl and a blonde."
"A girl and blonde, huh?" Duo scans the room. "Relena?"
The boy behind me pokes me in the back. I turn around and he whispers,
"She's a stalker."
Trying not to look at him like he is some sort of freak, I nod slowly and look confusedly at
Quatre.
"Relena's had a crush on him since second grade." Quatre shrugs. "Every Valentines day,
she gives him hell."
Noin nods vigorously, so I know it must be true. I feel bad for this guy behind me for a
second, before Duo asks, "Do you like her?"
"What?" I start.
"Who?"
"Relena, of course!" Duo looks at me.
Is it natural for someone to have purple eyes?
Just about to ask this, Noin interrupts.
"If you do like Relena, Heero will be glad to hear it."
Since the boy behind me is looking very anxious to know whether I do like her or not, I
assume that is Heero.
"Do you?" He asks, seemingly pleading for me to say yes.
"Sorry, but...um...no."
Heero swears, and this attracts the attention of two other students. They both turn around in
their seats, staring at us.
Duo grins. "Hilde, can you help? The new guy's got a crush on someone!"
Hilde looks at me, I look at the teacher, wondering what kind of guy can go this long without
noticing that half his class wasn't paying attention.
"What does she look like?" That question snaps me back to earth.
As I silently beg Quatre to remain silent, he speaks, "Blonde. That's all we know."
The girl behind Hilde turns around, giving up on paying attention since the other girl was
leaning over her desk.
"A blonde?" She asks, looking curiously around the room.
She taps her pencil on the desk. "Blonde...Is it Zechs?"
"No!" I say, annoyed. "It is _not_ Zechs."
"What's wrong with Zechs?" Noin asks, looking rather put out.
"Yeah. What's wrong with me?" A tall boy, one I hadn't noticed before, with blonde hair
turns around in his seat on the other side of Duo.
Growling under my breath, I let Quatre explain the situation to yet another person, as Duo
laughs annoyingly in the background.
The Chinese boy, one of the two people who turned around when Heero swore, rolls his
eyes and asks why I won't just tell them already.
I glare at him, and am about to ask why everyone is so damn interested, when Heero again
speaks.
"Is it Sally?"
I blink. Who in the world is Sally?
Noin sighs at my obvious confusion and taps the girl directly behind her and next to Heero
on the shoulder.
A taller girl looks up. Her hair is hanging down in two dirty blonde braids, and she is filling out
her plain white blouse quite nicely.
"Hello. Who are you?" She asks, quickly glancing down at her notes to finish a line.
"Er..." I'm cut off by Duo.
"This is Trowa and he has a crush on you!" He exclaims gleefully.
I send him a withering look. "I don't. I don't even know who she is."
Sally looks around confused. "What's going on?"
The Chinese kid rolls his eyes again.
"Dumb girl."
The four girls glare at him, and Noin let's out an exasperated sigh of "Wufei..."
I'm starting to feel the same way about this whole thing. About to tell everyone to mind their
own business, Quatre suddenly punches the air.
"I've got it! There's only one more blonde in this class!"
Oh great. The moment of truth. I bury my head in my arms and prepare myself for the
worst.
Maybe the teacher will finally see us....
"Dorothy!"
...What?
I look up. "Dorothy? Isn't she that creepy girl with the eyebrows?"
As soon as the words leave my mouth, I'm regretting them.
Dorothy turns and faces me from her spot on Heero's right.
"What was that about my eyebrows?" She grins like a mad cat.
The whole group is silent, a shudder going down our backs. Man, is she creepy.
Just when I think that maybe they will drop the issue, another head pops up, looking at us
curiously.
"What did I miss?" The only other person in the class, it must be Relena. She is seated in
the very back, behind Dorothy, and apparently had not heard us talking.
"So? What's going on?" She leans in. "What happened?"
Duo grins madly. "See, Trowa here likes this girl, but he won't tell us who!" He shifts on his
chair, before continuing. "All we know is that she's blonde, and we are trying to figure out who-"
He falls silent as a shadow spreads over him.
Everyone quickly turns back to their desks, hurriedly copying down the notes on the board.
I look up slowly. Framed against the ceiling light is the silhouette of our English teacher
standing over a very startled Duo, still seated in his chair the wrong way.
"What is this?"
Duo gulps and looks up at the teacher. "Well, you see, sir..."
As the teacher glares at him, I can see his resolve to save me crumbling.
"It's his fault!" Duo gives me an apologetic look, then hurriedly turns back around in his seat,
facing the board.
"Perhaps you had better come to the front of the class and tell us all what was so interesting,
Mr. Barton."
The teacher shoos me to the front of the room.
The words seem stuck in my throat.
I glance at Midii, seated in the front row.
It's now or never.