Man, these chapters are so short! I guess it's because I don't have much
time to work on each one. I hope the story isn't moving too slowly for you.
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Chapter 2 : Reality
I had a nightmare. It was the same one that I always have, the same terror, the same hopelessness. . . the dreams are just abstract ghosts of my memory, but in them I already know what is going to happen. I'm not really myself...I'm somebody watching nearby, screaming to myself, the me in front of me, to see what is about to happen, to run, to do something. . .. But in my nightmares I just stand there, stupefied, deaf to my own desperate pleas. I watched myself crumple in pain, felt the agony of being run through, once, twice, thrice. . .
My eyes flew open and I instinctively jerked my arms up to cover myself. A pair of concerned blue eyes peered down at me. "Sorry for poking you. . .I was afraid you might be late for class." The pink haired girl pointed at her watch. "School starts in 10 minutes." Standing next to her was another girl, dark-skinned and wearing a rather ridiculous school uniform. I stared at her blankly for a moment, struggling to orient myself. This wasn't part of my dream. Sometimes I can't tell if I've woken up or if I'm still asleep...
"You're right, how clueless of me. . .I'm new at this school, and I must have just dozed off here and forgotten the time. Thank you." I replied, sitting up to shake their hands. "My name is Rankaku Robin, 10th grade."
The pink-haired girl introduced herself as Tenjou Utena, and her friend as Himemiya Anthy, both a year younger than I. Looking at them, I never would have guessed that I was older...they were both quite tall and beautiful, even for being only 14. When Tenjou-san stood up I noticed her unique uniform. "That's a boy's uniform, is it not?" I asked tentatively.
Tenjou-san looked slightly ruffled. "I don't know why everybody keeps going on about it. It's definitely not the weirdest thing this school has seen. I mean, I've even known a girl who wore a COWBELL to class!"
"Oh no, I don't mean to say it doesn't suit you! In fact, I like your style very much!" I replied quickly, not eager to make enemies so soon on my first day. "I don't have classes yet, I've got a day to move in first. . .I'm not sure which room I've been assigned to yet. My things will be arriving this afternoon."
Himemiya-san smiled cheerfully. "If you give us a call when your things arrive, maybe we could help you move in!" I doubted it. It wasn't as if I really had that many things to unpack. "Yes, that's a great idea!" I replied with the same fake smile.
Tenjou-san and Himemiya-san excused themselves then, and left for the large school buildings nearby. I watched them go. Tenjou-san was a goodhearted, innocent person. People like her both cheer me up and depress me. It's amazing there are still people like her...but sooner or later, we all die out. I didn't quite know what to think of her friend, Himemiya-san. She seemed fake somehow, but I couldn't quite place it. It wasn't your normal kind of fakeness that so many people emanate, but a sad fakeness. . .as if she didn't want to be that way. Someone was forcing her to wear a mask. Whatever the case was, they made a nice pair. Polar opposites.
I stood up carefully, then made my way to the office to register, and find out where my new home would be.
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Chapter 2 : Reality
I had a nightmare. It was the same one that I always have, the same terror, the same hopelessness. . . the dreams are just abstract ghosts of my memory, but in them I already know what is going to happen. I'm not really myself...I'm somebody watching nearby, screaming to myself, the me in front of me, to see what is about to happen, to run, to do something. . .. But in my nightmares I just stand there, stupefied, deaf to my own desperate pleas. I watched myself crumple in pain, felt the agony of being run through, once, twice, thrice. . .
My eyes flew open and I instinctively jerked my arms up to cover myself. A pair of concerned blue eyes peered down at me. "Sorry for poking you. . .I was afraid you might be late for class." The pink haired girl pointed at her watch. "School starts in 10 minutes." Standing next to her was another girl, dark-skinned and wearing a rather ridiculous school uniform. I stared at her blankly for a moment, struggling to orient myself. This wasn't part of my dream. Sometimes I can't tell if I've woken up or if I'm still asleep...
"You're right, how clueless of me. . .I'm new at this school, and I must have just dozed off here and forgotten the time. Thank you." I replied, sitting up to shake their hands. "My name is Rankaku Robin, 10th grade."
The pink-haired girl introduced herself as Tenjou Utena, and her friend as Himemiya Anthy, both a year younger than I. Looking at them, I never would have guessed that I was older...they were both quite tall and beautiful, even for being only 14. When Tenjou-san stood up I noticed her unique uniform. "That's a boy's uniform, is it not?" I asked tentatively.
Tenjou-san looked slightly ruffled. "I don't know why everybody keeps going on about it. It's definitely not the weirdest thing this school has seen. I mean, I've even known a girl who wore a COWBELL to class!"
"Oh no, I don't mean to say it doesn't suit you! In fact, I like your style very much!" I replied quickly, not eager to make enemies so soon on my first day. "I don't have classes yet, I've got a day to move in first. . .I'm not sure which room I've been assigned to yet. My things will be arriving this afternoon."
Himemiya-san smiled cheerfully. "If you give us a call when your things arrive, maybe we could help you move in!" I doubted it. It wasn't as if I really had that many things to unpack. "Yes, that's a great idea!" I replied with the same fake smile.
Tenjou-san and Himemiya-san excused themselves then, and left for the large school buildings nearby. I watched them go. Tenjou-san was a goodhearted, innocent person. People like her both cheer me up and depress me. It's amazing there are still people like her...but sooner or later, we all die out. I didn't quite know what to think of her friend, Himemiya-san. She seemed fake somehow, but I couldn't quite place it. It wasn't your normal kind of fakeness that so many people emanate, but a sad fakeness. . .as if she didn't want to be that way. Someone was forcing her to wear a mask. Whatever the case was, they made a nice pair. Polar opposites.
I stood up carefully, then made my way to the office to register, and find out where my new home would be.