a/n: Okay, before I go on, I want to tell you guys something...
I got a review yesterday alerting me about something that I should have made clear. Alex is a punk in my fic and she's got a rather mean attitude. But I want all of you to realize that she's my character and I chose her personality. Not all punks are like that. I just wanted to let you all know that so no wrong impressions were made.
Thanks to my reviewer who told me about this!
Now, on with the show!
"Would you leave me /alone/?"
Alex couldn't understand why Bakura came over to her table and sat down the next day at lunch.
"Why are you being so cold to me?" he asked, setting his tray on the table. All she did was complain. It was getting on his nerves, but then, he didn't want to just ditch her either. He knew what it felt like to be alone.
Alex snorted. "You gotta' be kidding me. You're an annoying geek who's stalking me. Plus it's just how I am, so get used to it."
"Are you always snapping at people who try to help you?" Bakura asked, his tone slightly more forceful than he intended.
For the first time Alex looked at him with a different expression other than disgust. It suddenly looked... mildly interested.
"What's your deal anyway? When'd you get here?" she asked, folding her arms on the table.
"About a year ago I guess. I was kind of alienated until Yugi and his friends came over to me. They're over there," he said, nodding in the direction of Yugi's table. He would offer to introduce her to them, but this was the first few words out of her that hadn't been too harsh and he was hoping he was making some progress.
She nodded and her face softened a little more.
"So, why'd you come here?" he asked, hoping she wouldn't snap at him again.
"I was expelled from my old school," she said, swirling her spoon through her mashed potatoes.
Bakura sat up straight and stared at her. "E-expelled? Why?"
"Got in one too many fights. Just what happens, right?" she asked, looking up at him without raising her head. She gave a laugh and dropped the spoon. "So why are you bugging me so much anyway?"
"Because I know what it's like to be new. I was once too. I just thought that we might have something in common," he replied.
She chuckled. "And you thought I needed a friend? That I couldn't make it on my own?"
"No! That's not what I meant at all!" Bakura said quickly, but he realized she was grinning absently.
"I know. I'm messing with your head," she replied, looking him dead in the eye. "You're some kind of nice freak... you'd never say anything like that. Doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure it out." She sat up straight, a twisted smile on her lips.
Bakura felt himself go slightly red. He knew what she had just said wasn't intended as a compliment, but he wasn't sure what to say about it. She was right in a way.
Alex began to stand and he followed suit, only to be stopped by her putting up a hand.
"Look. You're the coolest geek I've ever met. But you're a geek and I'm a punk. Let's keep it that way, all right? Catch you later," she said, slinging her backpack over her shoulder and leaving the cafeteria without a look back.
Bakura stared after her, somewhat stunned. He had never been called a geek before... well, not like that anyway. He felt he should be insulted, though somehow he wasn't. Sighing, he picked up his tray and dumped it.
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Bakura made his way to his locker. His was located right next to Alex's and he had been surprised to see her there yesterday, screaming at the metal closet.
FLASHBACK...
She unhooked the combination lock and put it in her pocket, attempting to open the door. It wouldn't budge.
"What the...?" she started, jerking the door. It stayed firmly in place and refused to open. "Come on you good for nothing, friggin'...!" she spat as she put a foot on the door and pulled.
"Wait," Bakura said, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Mine does the same thing."
Scowling, she backed away from the locker. Bakura positioned himself in front of it and gave it a swift kick in the bottom of the door. It swung open easily and he held it open for her.
"Thanks," she grumbled, taking out her things. "What are you doing here?" she asked, slamming her locker shut.
"This is my locker," Bakura said, indicating the one to the right of hers.
"What?" she asked flatly. "Wonderful. I just can't get away from you. You're friggin' everywhere!"
END FLASHBACK...
Bakura grinned at the memory and kicked his locker open. Pulling out a few books and putting some away for tomorrow, he noticed that Alex wasn't there. She had made a fast exit from the class and must have gotten here before him. She was probably avoiding him, though he couldn't understand why.
He closed the door, locking it again. The thought had crossed his mind a few times about why they even bothered locking their doors. If you didn't know to kick them, then you'd never get them open anyway. The only reason he had figured it out was because he had kicked it out of frustration.
He made it down the hall and outside with no sign of Alex. He shook her from his mind and looked instead for Yugi and the gang. Instead he found John.
John was the school bully. Bakura had been lucky enough to escape him most times, but this time he literally ran into him.
"Oh! I'm sorry!" he exclaimed, backing away frantically.
"Watch where you're going!" John replied, shoving the white haired boy backwards.
"I didn't mean to!" Bakura protested as he was shoved again. This time he nearly fell down, only to be caught by his shirt by the larger guy. Bakura squeezed his eyes shut and waited.
Suddenly he felt a hand on his chest that shoved him backwards. He opened his eyes as he stumbled backwards in time to see Alex punch John square in the nose.
"Leave him alone or you'll answer to me," she snarled as John pulled his hand away from his nose, bloody.
"You miserable little..." he started, aiming a punch at her, which she dodged easily. She dropped to the ground and flung her leg out, catching John around the ankles and making him fall.
She stood and put her foot on his chest before he could get up. "Never mess with me, you got that? Because you'll regret it later," she said, taking her foot off of him and walking in the opposite direction, passing Bakura.
Stunned, Bakura stared after her, then followed as John began to stand up. "Hey! Wait for me!" he called.
"What?" she asked coldly without turning back. Her cool attitude was back and it made Bakura feel slightly self-conscious.
"You... you stood up for me. Why?" he asked, now walking beside her.
"Are you complaining?" she asked, still looking ahead.
"No, but you... you told him to leave me alone or else he'd answer to you. Why did you do that?" he asked, still pursuing her.
"You helped me out, I helped you out. Now we're even. Will you leave now?" she asked coldly.
Bakura stopped walking and watched her in disbelief as she left him behind without once looking back. Something inside him wanted to keep after her, but he knew that would be a bad idea. He definitely didn't want to get on her nerves... not after what she did to John. He guessed there had been truth behind what she told him about getting in one too many fights at her old school.
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a/n: Okay, second chapter is up! Please review and tell me whether or not you're liking it!
And please read and review my other fics
Dilemma
No Words To Describe
I got a review yesterday alerting me about something that I should have made clear. Alex is a punk in my fic and she's got a rather mean attitude. But I want all of you to realize that she's my character and I chose her personality. Not all punks are like that. I just wanted to let you all know that so no wrong impressions were made.
Thanks to my reviewer who told me about this!
Now, on with the show!
"Would you leave me /alone/?"
Alex couldn't understand why Bakura came over to her table and sat down the next day at lunch.
"Why are you being so cold to me?" he asked, setting his tray on the table. All she did was complain. It was getting on his nerves, but then, he didn't want to just ditch her either. He knew what it felt like to be alone.
Alex snorted. "You gotta' be kidding me. You're an annoying geek who's stalking me. Plus it's just how I am, so get used to it."
"Are you always snapping at people who try to help you?" Bakura asked, his tone slightly more forceful than he intended.
For the first time Alex looked at him with a different expression other than disgust. It suddenly looked... mildly interested.
"What's your deal anyway? When'd you get here?" she asked, folding her arms on the table.
"About a year ago I guess. I was kind of alienated until Yugi and his friends came over to me. They're over there," he said, nodding in the direction of Yugi's table. He would offer to introduce her to them, but this was the first few words out of her that hadn't been too harsh and he was hoping he was making some progress.
She nodded and her face softened a little more.
"So, why'd you come here?" he asked, hoping she wouldn't snap at him again.
"I was expelled from my old school," she said, swirling her spoon through her mashed potatoes.
Bakura sat up straight and stared at her. "E-expelled? Why?"
"Got in one too many fights. Just what happens, right?" she asked, looking up at him without raising her head. She gave a laugh and dropped the spoon. "So why are you bugging me so much anyway?"
"Because I know what it's like to be new. I was once too. I just thought that we might have something in common," he replied.
She chuckled. "And you thought I needed a friend? That I couldn't make it on my own?"
"No! That's not what I meant at all!" Bakura said quickly, but he realized she was grinning absently.
"I know. I'm messing with your head," she replied, looking him dead in the eye. "You're some kind of nice freak... you'd never say anything like that. Doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure it out." She sat up straight, a twisted smile on her lips.
Bakura felt himself go slightly red. He knew what she had just said wasn't intended as a compliment, but he wasn't sure what to say about it. She was right in a way.
Alex began to stand and he followed suit, only to be stopped by her putting up a hand.
"Look. You're the coolest geek I've ever met. But you're a geek and I'm a punk. Let's keep it that way, all right? Catch you later," she said, slinging her backpack over her shoulder and leaving the cafeteria without a look back.
Bakura stared after her, somewhat stunned. He had never been called a geek before... well, not like that anyway. He felt he should be insulted, though somehow he wasn't. Sighing, he picked up his tray and dumped it.
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Bakura made his way to his locker. His was located right next to Alex's and he had been surprised to see her there yesterday, screaming at the metal closet.
FLASHBACK...
She unhooked the combination lock and put it in her pocket, attempting to open the door. It wouldn't budge.
"What the...?" she started, jerking the door. It stayed firmly in place and refused to open. "Come on you good for nothing, friggin'...!" she spat as she put a foot on the door and pulled.
"Wait," Bakura said, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Mine does the same thing."
Scowling, she backed away from the locker. Bakura positioned himself in front of it and gave it a swift kick in the bottom of the door. It swung open easily and he held it open for her.
"Thanks," she grumbled, taking out her things. "What are you doing here?" she asked, slamming her locker shut.
"This is my locker," Bakura said, indicating the one to the right of hers.
"What?" she asked flatly. "Wonderful. I just can't get away from you. You're friggin' everywhere!"
END FLASHBACK...
Bakura grinned at the memory and kicked his locker open. Pulling out a few books and putting some away for tomorrow, he noticed that Alex wasn't there. She had made a fast exit from the class and must have gotten here before him. She was probably avoiding him, though he couldn't understand why.
He closed the door, locking it again. The thought had crossed his mind a few times about why they even bothered locking their doors. If you didn't know to kick them, then you'd never get them open anyway. The only reason he had figured it out was because he had kicked it out of frustration.
He made it down the hall and outside with no sign of Alex. He shook her from his mind and looked instead for Yugi and the gang. Instead he found John.
John was the school bully. Bakura had been lucky enough to escape him most times, but this time he literally ran into him.
"Oh! I'm sorry!" he exclaimed, backing away frantically.
"Watch where you're going!" John replied, shoving the white haired boy backwards.
"I didn't mean to!" Bakura protested as he was shoved again. This time he nearly fell down, only to be caught by his shirt by the larger guy. Bakura squeezed his eyes shut and waited.
Suddenly he felt a hand on his chest that shoved him backwards. He opened his eyes as he stumbled backwards in time to see Alex punch John square in the nose.
"Leave him alone or you'll answer to me," she snarled as John pulled his hand away from his nose, bloody.
"You miserable little..." he started, aiming a punch at her, which she dodged easily. She dropped to the ground and flung her leg out, catching John around the ankles and making him fall.
She stood and put her foot on his chest before he could get up. "Never mess with me, you got that? Because you'll regret it later," she said, taking her foot off of him and walking in the opposite direction, passing Bakura.
Stunned, Bakura stared after her, then followed as John began to stand up. "Hey! Wait for me!" he called.
"What?" she asked coldly without turning back. Her cool attitude was back and it made Bakura feel slightly self-conscious.
"You... you stood up for me. Why?" he asked, now walking beside her.
"Are you complaining?" she asked, still looking ahead.
"No, but you... you told him to leave me alone or else he'd answer to you. Why did you do that?" he asked, still pursuing her.
"You helped me out, I helped you out. Now we're even. Will you leave now?" she asked coldly.
Bakura stopped walking and watched her in disbelief as she left him behind without once looking back. Something inside him wanted to keep after her, but he knew that would be a bad idea. He definitely didn't want to get on her nerves... not after what she did to John. He guessed there had been truth behind what she told him about getting in one too many fights at her old school.
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a/n: Okay, second chapter is up! Please review and tell me whether or not you're liking it!
And please read and review my other fics
Dilemma
No Words To Describe