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16 year old Quatre squirmed in his seat. It was his first day in a public school. He was transferred half way through the year so everybody else already had their little groups to hang out in. He had nobody.
the bell rang, beginning the class.
"everybody get out your homework. We'll correct it in a minute," yelled the elderly woman, whom was their teacher. She turns to Quatre whom had his hand up.
"what about me?".
"oh. uuuuuuuuum, Quatre Winner, right?," she asks, looking over the attendance list.
Quatre nods.
"oh, you're the new guy from Lakeview private school".
Quatre nods once more.
"whoa, you're from a private school?," the girl behind him asks as soon as the teacher turns away.
"yeah," Quatre says, turning to face her.
"do they hit you when you screw up?," another girl asks.
Quatre snorts, "no!".
"oh," the blonde girl says, feeling stupid.
"so, what's your name again?," the first girl asks.
"Quatre Raberba Winner," Quatre answers. "what's yours?".
"I'm Hilde and that's Releena," she introduces.
"oh................. so, are ALL the classes mixed?," he questions.
Hilde raises an eyebrow, "mixed?".
"boys AND girls," Quatre explains.
"oh, um yeah. I've never been in a not-mixed class before," Hilde admits, looking back at Releena who nods in agreement..
Quatre pauses, ".......oh," he finally says. He shrugs, "well, I've never been in a MIXED class before".
"yeah, because you're from Lakeview Private school, that place is all high- class," Hilde states.
"do you live in one of those big houses in Timberlea?," Releena questions.
"Timberlea? No, I live in the REALLY big house on Beacon hill by the river," Quatre corrects her, unable to hide a proud smile.
"what. That's a court house!," Hilde exclaims.
"no really, I live there".
"are you rich?," Hilde asks.
"my dad makes thirteen million dollars a year," Quatre brags.
Everybody in hearing distance pauses and looks at him. Quatre began to feel small and nervous again.
"........................yeah right!," Hilde blurts out, breaking the uncomfortable silence.
"He does! Every satellite, colony, ship, and robot in space was made or funded by us, and we own 62 percent of NASA," he explains, hoping someone will believe him at least.
"...............................can I borrow five dollars?," Hilde asks, out of nowhere.
Quatre laughs, "hahaha..........................no".
***
Two hours later, it was lunch break. Quatre stood there, awkwardly in the entrance of the cafeteria. Every table, seat and corner was occupied by a groups of chattering teens. He tightened his grip on his lunch bag, it felt like everybody was watching him and he didn't want to be labelled as a loner.
Suddenly, the most relieving sight he could imagine was that Hilde girl and her friend, Releena sitting at a table with some of their friends.
Quatre timidly approached them. He stood beside Hilde, whom didn't seem to notice him yet, "Hilde?......HILDE?," he asked.
Hilde looks up at him, "oh, hi Quatre! You wanna sit with us?".
Quatre nods. He takes the seat she offers him beside herself. Looking around at the other occupants of the table, he decided they all looked like a friendly group of people. Except the two Asian boys whom sat quietly and glared at everyone else. They looked scary.
Quatre began to un-pack his lunch. An egg-salad sandwich, cup of vegetable soup, grape juice and a container of big green grapes.
"guys, this is Quatre. He's from a PRIVATE school," Hilde introduces, smiling.
"hey, I'm Duo," says a cheery looking boy sitting across the table from Quatre. He had big, pretty, dark blue eyes and long braided hair." that's Heero, Wufei, and Releena.
"hello, Duo," Quatre greets back, quietly.
"TROWA!!!," Releena stands up and shouts to someone far away.
Quatre looks in the same direction and sees the hottest guy he'd ever seen, walking towards them. He was tall and thin with soft looking hair that was combed over in the front. His eyes were dark and mysterious, almost intimidating when they looked right at you.
Heero stood from his seat and charged at the approaching boy like a fight was about to start.
Trowa glared at him, and charged back. He sticks his face in Heero's, trying to make him back down, "what the fuck ya doin' Yuy?," he says, sounding tough.
"nah, what are YOU doin' biotch," Heero growls back.
Trowa swings at Heero, his fist flying above his head, then tackles him. Heero shoves him back and starts to fake-punch him back. Trowa punches him in the stomach for real.
"oof!," Heero huffs, holding his abdomen and backing off, re-taking his seat.
"hahaha, yeah that's right, this is MY school!," Trowa taunts, laughing.
"ooooooooooooow fuck you," Heero says, holding his stomach and smiling.
Quatre giggles.
"Trowa, your suspensions over?," Releena asks, taking a bite of her sandwich.
"what?," Trowa asks, confused.
"everybody said you were suspended," Releena explains.
"uh, no. I was just being lazy. I woke up twenty minutes ago because I was hungry," he explains, removing somebodies bookbag from a seat.
Releena rolls her eyes.
Trowa takes the empty seat at the table and steals a bag of Doritos from Heero, and a cookie from Duo. He then grabs a can of coke from Releena and a kit-kat from Hilde. He grabs Wufei's apple and half of Quatre's egg-salad sandwich.
Quatre smiles shyly.
Trowa gathers all the food into a little pile in front of himself.
Releena glares at him after loosing her can of pop, "I hope you get fat".
"haha, yeah right," Trowa says right before he takes a bite of Quatre's sandwich. He gags a little and lets it fall out of his mouth and into his hand.
"aaaaaaaaaaw!," everybody exclaims.
Trowa looks up at them with an expression of surprise and disgust, "it's like a party in my mouth and everybody's puking!".
Quatre slumps down in his seat looking like he's about to cry, "can I have my sandwich?".
Trowa wraps the stolen half of the sandwitch back up and puts it back in front of Quatre, taking the grapes instead.
***
They were all done their lunches eventually. Quatre walked through the hallways with Hilde, Releena, and Duo.
"so.............................. where's Trowa?," Quatre asks, casually.
"outside having a smoke probably," Hilde answers.
"he smokes?," Quatre asks, suddenly feeling disappointed and surprised.
"yeah," Hilde replies, raising an eyebrow in question, "why?".
Quatre shrugs, blushing again "I don't know. Just wondering".
"here, I'll put this in my locker," Hilde says, stuffing her book bag into an open locker and slamming it shut, "now lets go outside".
"are we going outside to see Trowa?," Quatre asks, hopefully.
"yeah, we might see him," Duo answers.
"okay," he answers.
"oh god, Im hurting for some weed, eh?," Hilde says, smiling at Duo, who nods in agreement.
"Don't worry, I got you covered," Duo says patting his pocket.
"how much do you have?," Hilde asks.
"three grams and a fatty," he replies, pushing open a door for his friends to go through.
Quatre was shocked and disgusted. 'drugs?!'.
"whats wrong', Quatre?," Releena asks, noticing his sudden expression.
"......................um.......................... you guys are going to do drugs?," he asks, timidly.
"yeah, we usually do," Duo explains. He studies his expression for a moment, "OH. You're one of those CLEAN rich people taht don't do anything fun. I see".
"YES I AM," he states bluntly, "drugs, -they, -gah! Drugs are illegal! We could all get arrested!," Quatre stutters, outraged that someone so young would have marijuana.
They all just laugh.
Quatre blushes again, he felt so awkward. They actually thought it was COOL!
"Quatre, you're such a little nerd!," Hilde says, messing up his hair. She and Duo walk ahead towards the smoking section.
"it's okay Quatre," Releena assures him, "I don't do drugs or smoke, but I still hang out with them while they do. There's never any cops back there".
"well......................... As long as they don't try and force me to take anything. I guess it's okay," Quatre shrugs. He follows her in the direction their two friends went.
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16 year old Quatre squirmed in his seat. It was his first day in a public school. He was transferred half way through the year so everybody else already had their little groups to hang out in. He had nobody.
the bell rang, beginning the class.
"everybody get out your homework. We'll correct it in a minute," yelled the elderly woman, whom was their teacher. She turns to Quatre whom had his hand up.
"what about me?".
"oh. uuuuuuuuum, Quatre Winner, right?," she asks, looking over the attendance list.
Quatre nods.
"oh, you're the new guy from Lakeview private school".
Quatre nods once more.
"whoa, you're from a private school?," the girl behind him asks as soon as the teacher turns away.
"yeah," Quatre says, turning to face her.
"do they hit you when you screw up?," another girl asks.
Quatre snorts, "no!".
"oh," the blonde girl says, feeling stupid.
"so, what's your name again?," the first girl asks.
"Quatre Raberba Winner," Quatre answers. "what's yours?".
"I'm Hilde and that's Releena," she introduces.
"oh................. so, are ALL the classes mixed?," he questions.
Hilde raises an eyebrow, "mixed?".
"boys AND girls," Quatre explains.
"oh, um yeah. I've never been in a not-mixed class before," Hilde admits, looking back at Releena who nods in agreement..
Quatre pauses, ".......oh," he finally says. He shrugs, "well, I've never been in a MIXED class before".
"yeah, because you're from Lakeview Private school, that place is all high- class," Hilde states.
"do you live in one of those big houses in Timberlea?," Releena questions.
"Timberlea? No, I live in the REALLY big house on Beacon hill by the river," Quatre corrects her, unable to hide a proud smile.
"what. That's a court house!," Hilde exclaims.
"no really, I live there".
"are you rich?," Hilde asks.
"my dad makes thirteen million dollars a year," Quatre brags.
Everybody in hearing distance pauses and looks at him. Quatre began to feel small and nervous again.
"........................yeah right!," Hilde blurts out, breaking the uncomfortable silence.
"He does! Every satellite, colony, ship, and robot in space was made or funded by us, and we own 62 percent of NASA," he explains, hoping someone will believe him at least.
"...............................can I borrow five dollars?," Hilde asks, out of nowhere.
Quatre laughs, "hahaha..........................no".
***
Two hours later, it was lunch break. Quatre stood there, awkwardly in the entrance of the cafeteria. Every table, seat and corner was occupied by a groups of chattering teens. He tightened his grip on his lunch bag, it felt like everybody was watching him and he didn't want to be labelled as a loner.
Suddenly, the most relieving sight he could imagine was that Hilde girl and her friend, Releena sitting at a table with some of their friends.
Quatre timidly approached them. He stood beside Hilde, whom didn't seem to notice him yet, "Hilde?......HILDE?," he asked.
Hilde looks up at him, "oh, hi Quatre! You wanna sit with us?".
Quatre nods. He takes the seat she offers him beside herself. Looking around at the other occupants of the table, he decided they all looked like a friendly group of people. Except the two Asian boys whom sat quietly and glared at everyone else. They looked scary.
Quatre began to un-pack his lunch. An egg-salad sandwich, cup of vegetable soup, grape juice and a container of big green grapes.
"guys, this is Quatre. He's from a PRIVATE school," Hilde introduces, smiling.
"hey, I'm Duo," says a cheery looking boy sitting across the table from Quatre. He had big, pretty, dark blue eyes and long braided hair." that's Heero, Wufei, and Releena.
"hello, Duo," Quatre greets back, quietly.
"TROWA!!!," Releena stands up and shouts to someone far away.
Quatre looks in the same direction and sees the hottest guy he'd ever seen, walking towards them. He was tall and thin with soft looking hair that was combed over in the front. His eyes were dark and mysterious, almost intimidating when they looked right at you.
Heero stood from his seat and charged at the approaching boy like a fight was about to start.
Trowa glared at him, and charged back. He sticks his face in Heero's, trying to make him back down, "what the fuck ya doin' Yuy?," he says, sounding tough.
"nah, what are YOU doin' biotch," Heero growls back.
Trowa swings at Heero, his fist flying above his head, then tackles him. Heero shoves him back and starts to fake-punch him back. Trowa punches him in the stomach for real.
"oof!," Heero huffs, holding his abdomen and backing off, re-taking his seat.
"hahaha, yeah that's right, this is MY school!," Trowa taunts, laughing.
"ooooooooooooow fuck you," Heero says, holding his stomach and smiling.
Quatre giggles.
"Trowa, your suspensions over?," Releena asks, taking a bite of her sandwich.
"what?," Trowa asks, confused.
"everybody said you were suspended," Releena explains.
"uh, no. I was just being lazy. I woke up twenty minutes ago because I was hungry," he explains, removing somebodies bookbag from a seat.
Releena rolls her eyes.
Trowa takes the empty seat at the table and steals a bag of Doritos from Heero, and a cookie from Duo. He then grabs a can of coke from Releena and a kit-kat from Hilde. He grabs Wufei's apple and half of Quatre's egg-salad sandwich.
Quatre smiles shyly.
Trowa gathers all the food into a little pile in front of himself.
Releena glares at him after loosing her can of pop, "I hope you get fat".
"haha, yeah right," Trowa says right before he takes a bite of Quatre's sandwich. He gags a little and lets it fall out of his mouth and into his hand.
"aaaaaaaaaaw!," everybody exclaims.
Trowa looks up at them with an expression of surprise and disgust, "it's like a party in my mouth and everybody's puking!".
Quatre slumps down in his seat looking like he's about to cry, "can I have my sandwich?".
Trowa wraps the stolen half of the sandwitch back up and puts it back in front of Quatre, taking the grapes instead.
***
They were all done their lunches eventually. Quatre walked through the hallways with Hilde, Releena, and Duo.
"so.............................. where's Trowa?," Quatre asks, casually.
"outside having a smoke probably," Hilde answers.
"he smokes?," Quatre asks, suddenly feeling disappointed and surprised.
"yeah," Hilde replies, raising an eyebrow in question, "why?".
Quatre shrugs, blushing again "I don't know. Just wondering".
"here, I'll put this in my locker," Hilde says, stuffing her book bag into an open locker and slamming it shut, "now lets go outside".
"are we going outside to see Trowa?," Quatre asks, hopefully.
"yeah, we might see him," Duo answers.
"okay," he answers.
"oh god, Im hurting for some weed, eh?," Hilde says, smiling at Duo, who nods in agreement.
"Don't worry, I got you covered," Duo says patting his pocket.
"how much do you have?," Hilde asks.
"three grams and a fatty," he replies, pushing open a door for his friends to go through.
Quatre was shocked and disgusted. 'drugs?!'.
"whats wrong', Quatre?," Releena asks, noticing his sudden expression.
"......................um.......................... you guys are going to do drugs?," he asks, timidly.
"yeah, we usually do," Duo explains. He studies his expression for a moment, "OH. You're one of those CLEAN rich people taht don't do anything fun. I see".
"YES I AM," he states bluntly, "drugs, -they, -gah! Drugs are illegal! We could all get arrested!," Quatre stutters, outraged that someone so young would have marijuana.
They all just laugh.
Quatre blushes again, he felt so awkward. They actually thought it was COOL!
"Quatre, you're such a little nerd!," Hilde says, messing up his hair. She and Duo walk ahead towards the smoking section.
"it's okay Quatre," Releena assures him, "I don't do drugs or smoke, but I still hang out with them while they do. There's never any cops back there".
"well......................... As long as they don't try and force me to take anything. I guess it's okay," Quatre shrugs. He follows her in the direction their two friends went.
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