Gods, I'm so nervous. I can't believe I'm actually posting this
thing. *takes deep breath* Okay, here we go.
Review nicely and I'll post the next chapter. This chapter is mostly introductions. Okies? Right, enjoy! ^___^
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The sun shone fresh and golden through the window. A bird chirped in the tree outside, welcoming the new day. The world was waking up, calm, peaceful, anticipatory of new experiences...
BZZT! BZZT! BZZT! BZZT!
Kitty Tashimono promptly reached over and smashed her alarm clock. Groaning, she buried her head further under her pillow.
RAP! RAPRAPRAPRAPRAPRAP!!
'C'mon Kitty! Get up and I'll buy you a danish!' a light voice called from the hall.
After a moment's hesitation, Kitty's head rose from the bundle of covers. The dark-haired girl sighed.
'There better be coffee with it.'
Her best friend, Kurry Kurishi, overheard from outside and giggled. The slim blonde moved to the next door down. Raising her fist, she was about to knock when the door was opened from the inside.
Startled, the two girls fell back. 'GAH!' Then Kat, Kitty's sister and Kurry's other best friend, burst out laughing.
'Well, I'm glad to see you're awake,' Kurry chuckled. 'Now we just gotta roust Kitty.'
Just then Kitty's door opened and she came out looking like the Wrath of Ra. Kurry grinned sympathetically. 'Kat, help your poor sis out, will ya? I'll dash down to the café and get us some breakfast.'
When Kurry got back, the other two were ready and ravenous. They all dug into breakfast, Kitty eagerly searching the bag for the coffee.
The three friends attended an all-girls school for the arts. Dancing, writing, martial, sculpting, painting, musical instruments, you name it, they had it. This school was home to 1700 girls, all of which lived on the immense campus. Classes were really quite easygoing and the girls always had plenty of downtime. All in all, they loved their school. It was home.
Kat loved to sculpt. She had an active imagination and it reflected in her work. Her dorm room was filled with sculptures, finished and half- done. She'd even done one of Kurry as an angel, Kitty as a demon and was currently working on one of herself with eagle wings. She also adored the dance, and had joined her sister in martial arts.
Kitty was a fighter. She took martial arts and excelled at it, as well as the saxophone. She and Kurry would sometimes try duets on their instruments and Kitty enjoyed the dance as well.
Kurry was a dreamer. She took writing and violin, and often meditated quietly on books or music whenever she got the chance. But her real passion was dance. Music flowed through her veins and carried her along with it. She was top of her class and there was no beat she couldn't handle. Music was in her soul and she loved it.
After breakfast the girls got ready for class. As they moseyed down to the dance room, they were stopped by a commotion in the hallway.
Pam, Courtney, and Ashley were at it again. The three other girls had been rivals to Kurry, Kitty and Kat from the beginning. This time they were picking on a girl named Andraaia, one of the background engineers for the dance shows.
Kurry's eyes narrowed. One thing about the dance group was they stuck together. Beckoning to Kitty and Kat, she pushed through the crowd that had gathered.
Pam was in the middle of an insult when Kurry interrupted. 'Don't you have anything better to do?'
Pam whirled, hands on hips. 'And what gives you the right to butt in?' she demanded scathingly.
Kurry remained calm. 'The fact that you're picking on a friend of mine,' she replied, her voice strong.
'Yeah, so what are you gonna do about it?' Ashley retorted.
Sensing Kitty and Kat flanking her, Kurry smirked and crossed her arms. 'Well, it's not what I'm going to do, it's what you are.' When Pam tried to protest, Kurry cut her off, speaking harshly this time. 'And you are going to leave Andraaia alone. Got it?'
Courtney blurted foolishly. 'And what if we don't?'
Kurry raised herself to her full height. 'Then I'll have something to say about it.'
Pam opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. Kurry narrowed her eyes dangerously. She wasn't backing down. Pam glared daggers at Kurry, before hissing in frustration and pulling her lackeys along with her. 'C'mon girls, let's let the goody-goods get to class.' And with that they flounced off.
Kurry let out the breath she didn't know she'd been holding. Kitty growled low in her throat. 'I'll give her goody-good...'
Kat laid a restraining hand on her sister's arm. 'Nah, let them go. They're not worth the effort.'
Kurry just sighed, and waved the issue aside. 'C'mon y'all, let's get to class.'
The girls sorted themselves out and settled down as Mrs. Calaban clapped her hands. 'Alright girls, you know the drill. I think we'll practise routines 3 and 5 today...'
As the girls prepared, Andraaia sidled up to Kurry. 'Hey, thanks for earlier,' she murmured shyly.
Kurry nodded and smiled. 'Eh, no problem. The only way to deal with girls like that is to stand up to them.'
Andraaia lowered her eyes. 'Yeah, I'm still working on that.'
Kurry touched her shoulder. 'Don't worry about it. So how're the pyrotechnics coming?'
Andraaia perked up at this. Pyrotechnics were her specialty. 'Oh, they're wonderful. We're expecting a new shipment of chemicals next week.'
'Great,' Kurry grinned, before Kat called her over.
'Oops, sorry, gotta go.' Kurry high-fived Andraaia and moved to the center of the room.
Lifting her arms above her head, Kurry did a few stretches to warm up. As much as she loved the dance, she felt held back by the choice of music. Many of the rhythms were old, and slower than Kurry preferred. Kitty often joked about how the rhythm crew had to constantly blow cobwebs off the tapes. Secretly, Kurry agreed. The beats just weren't...intense enough.
Someone started the music and Kurry shut her eyes. For the first few beats, she just let the music flow through her. Then her eyes snapped open and she began to move. In perfect sync with the music, she swayed and twisted, shifting side to side and twirling a bit. Her friends called her fluid, almost as if she WAS the beat. She wasn't sure about that, but she did know that she loved to dance.
After the girls had practiced their routines a few times, they had one more class before they could break for lunch. Kurry had writing class, so she took leave of her friends and headed off on her own.
When she arrived in class, Kurry immediately made her way to her favourite seat by the window. Taking out her books, she was suddenly startled when a soft voice spoke in her ear.
'Hullo Kurry.'
She jumped a mile. 'OH! Serenity, you scared the life out of me!'
Her dear friend sat down, smirking. 'Gotcha that time.'
Kurry grinned. 'So how'd you do on your composition?'
'Not bad. Listen, can you spare a moment? I've got something to tell you.'
Kurry leaned over a bit, intrigued. 'Go on, spill.'
Serenity looked guiltily pleased. 'I've been going to writer's group on Sunday afternoons, where a bunch of writers get together to share and edit their work.'
Kurry looked confused. 'Okay, that's cool, but why is it so special?'
Serenity beamed. 'Well...I've met someone.'
Kurry gasped excitedly. 'Really?!? Who!?!?'
Seren blushed. 'His name is Seto and he's really sweet and he's a writer like me and he said he really likes my poetry and I met him a month ago and he invited me out to lunch a couple of times to talk and it was really fun and...yeah.' She took a deep breath.
Kurry was delighted for her friend. 'Well, way to go girl! I'm happy for ya.'
Serenity nodded. 'Thanks. Oh by the way, maybe you can come by after one of our meetings and meet him.'
Kurry promised she'd make time, and then the class started. The girls handed in their compositions before taking some time to begin their next assignments.
Lunch was the usual affair. Kurry, Kitty and Kat dumped their stuff in their dorms and headed off down the street to their favourite pizza parlour.
Kitty waved to the girl behind the counter as the girls entered. 'Hey Isis! What's up?'
The Egyptian girl came over to their usual table, wiping her hands on a towel. 'Hey girls, how's everything?'
'Just fine. The usual, I think,' replied Kat.
'Coming right up!' With that she headed to the kitchen.
The food arrived soon after and the girls invited Isis to join them since her shift was over. As the girls were settling in to eat, the chime sounded on the door. Instinctively, Isis lifted her head and glanced towards the door. Her face lit up and she leapt from her seat into the arms of a tall boy with pointy, tri-coloured hair. He caught her tightly in a hug before she dragged him over to the table.
'Hey all, I'd like you to meet Yami,' she introduced him. Yami waved nervously. Kurry raised her eyebrows at Isis, who was positively beaming.
'Well, hi there. Come have some pizza with us.'
The others scooted over so that Yami and Isis could sit together. Isis still looked like she was on Cloud Nine and Yami was trying not to chuckle. It was obvious that the two were very happy.
'So, where'd you two meet?' Kitty asked.
'Right in here, actually,' Yami answered.
'When he ordered his pizza he invited me to sit with him,' Isis added.
'It went from there,' Yami admitted.
'And...he asked me to be his girlfriend,' Isis blushed.
Yami snickered. 'Over a deluxe pizza.'
They all chuckled.
'Well, we're happy for you,' said Kat. The other two nodded.
'Thanks.'
They talked about random things while they ate, then the girls bade farewell to Yami and Isis and made their way back to school.
There were four classes in a day, one each of the chosen for any certain girl, and Phys. Ed, which was mandatory. After lunch the three friends dressed for gym and joined their friends in the immense activity room.
'Right! As you all know, Thursday is partner day. Pick a partner and practise your drills, alright?'
Kurry and Kitty split off and picked their badminton drill to practise.
THWOCK!
'So,' Kitty started, 'met any cute guys yet?'
THWOCK!
'No,' Kurry replied, 'you know I'm not good with that kind of stuff. I get all frozen up.'
THWOCK!
'Well, I'll admit that being in an all-girls school doesn't help, but you gotta have some fun while you can. We've never been to a dance club before. Maybe we should go.'
THWOCK!
'Why? So we can have a bunch of guys stare at us and think it gives them the right to dance with us?'
THWOCK!
'One track minds, eh?'
THWOCK!
'You got it girl.'
THWOCK!
The class finished, Kurry gathered her things together and waved to her friends before starting towards the musical wing. This was Kurry's favourite wing of the school. She often came here to work or meditate, because it was the calmest wing of the school and usually you could hear the strains of someone practising. It was quite relaxing.
But today, Kurry was in no mood for relaxation. She was ready to play. Having practised hard all week, she was finally prepared to put her violin skills to the test. Her duet partner, Hilary, looked psyched as well.
Kurry took a deep breath. 'Hey, you ready?'
'As ready as I'll ever be,' Hilary answered wryly.
The two girls entered the music room. The other students were warming up. The violinists took their seats and prepped their violins as Mrs. Dubman took center-stage.
'Alright ladies, Vivaldi's 'Winter'. One-and-two-and-three-and-four.'
The basses started, followed by the cellos, violas and violins. Kurry tried her very best and when their cue came, she and Hilary stood up and played the best in-sync duet they could. At a fast tempo, this was rather difficult, but when the piece was finished, Mrs. Dubman congratulated everyone on a job well done. Ecstatic at having got that over with, the two girls hugged.
'EEEEEE! We did it!' Hilary exclaimed.
'W00t! Finally! I've been so nervous...but we did great!' Kurry agreed.
When they settled down, the teacher handed out new music and they were given time to familiarise themselves with the notes. All too soon, the bell rang and the school day was over.
Reaching her dorm room, Kurry collapsed on the bed, physically exhausted from all the adrenaline she felt when playing. Kat and Kitty came in a moment later, looking about as worn out as Kurry felt.
'Two hours and a half of practising the roundhouse kick,' Kitty moaned. 'I won't be able to feel my legs for a week.'
'Tell me about it,' Kat murmured, her face buried in the pillow.
Kurry grinned tiredly. 'You two wanna have a nap before we go for supper?'
Kitty yawned. 'Yeah.'
Kat blinked wearily. 'Sounds good.'
Kurry stretched out on the floor in the sun, Kitty curled up in the chair and Kat snuggled further into the pillow. With the warmth of the sun coming in, all three girls soon dropped off, tired after a rigorous day of learning.
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Well, that wasn't so bad. Oh by the way, some OCCness in upcoming chapters. I tried some things out and I like it, so I hope you will too. *takes another deep breath* Please review.
Review nicely and I'll post the next chapter. This chapter is mostly introductions. Okies? Right, enjoy! ^___^
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The sun shone fresh and golden through the window. A bird chirped in the tree outside, welcoming the new day. The world was waking up, calm, peaceful, anticipatory of new experiences...
BZZT! BZZT! BZZT! BZZT!
Kitty Tashimono promptly reached over and smashed her alarm clock. Groaning, she buried her head further under her pillow.
RAP! RAPRAPRAPRAPRAPRAP!!
'C'mon Kitty! Get up and I'll buy you a danish!' a light voice called from the hall.
After a moment's hesitation, Kitty's head rose from the bundle of covers. The dark-haired girl sighed.
'There better be coffee with it.'
Her best friend, Kurry Kurishi, overheard from outside and giggled. The slim blonde moved to the next door down. Raising her fist, she was about to knock when the door was opened from the inside.
Startled, the two girls fell back. 'GAH!' Then Kat, Kitty's sister and Kurry's other best friend, burst out laughing.
'Well, I'm glad to see you're awake,' Kurry chuckled. 'Now we just gotta roust Kitty.'
Just then Kitty's door opened and she came out looking like the Wrath of Ra. Kurry grinned sympathetically. 'Kat, help your poor sis out, will ya? I'll dash down to the café and get us some breakfast.'
When Kurry got back, the other two were ready and ravenous. They all dug into breakfast, Kitty eagerly searching the bag for the coffee.
The three friends attended an all-girls school for the arts. Dancing, writing, martial, sculpting, painting, musical instruments, you name it, they had it. This school was home to 1700 girls, all of which lived on the immense campus. Classes were really quite easygoing and the girls always had plenty of downtime. All in all, they loved their school. It was home.
Kat loved to sculpt. She had an active imagination and it reflected in her work. Her dorm room was filled with sculptures, finished and half- done. She'd even done one of Kurry as an angel, Kitty as a demon and was currently working on one of herself with eagle wings. She also adored the dance, and had joined her sister in martial arts.
Kitty was a fighter. She took martial arts and excelled at it, as well as the saxophone. She and Kurry would sometimes try duets on their instruments and Kitty enjoyed the dance as well.
Kurry was a dreamer. She took writing and violin, and often meditated quietly on books or music whenever she got the chance. But her real passion was dance. Music flowed through her veins and carried her along with it. She was top of her class and there was no beat she couldn't handle. Music was in her soul and she loved it.
After breakfast the girls got ready for class. As they moseyed down to the dance room, they were stopped by a commotion in the hallway.
Pam, Courtney, and Ashley were at it again. The three other girls had been rivals to Kurry, Kitty and Kat from the beginning. This time they were picking on a girl named Andraaia, one of the background engineers for the dance shows.
Kurry's eyes narrowed. One thing about the dance group was they stuck together. Beckoning to Kitty and Kat, she pushed through the crowd that had gathered.
Pam was in the middle of an insult when Kurry interrupted. 'Don't you have anything better to do?'
Pam whirled, hands on hips. 'And what gives you the right to butt in?' she demanded scathingly.
Kurry remained calm. 'The fact that you're picking on a friend of mine,' she replied, her voice strong.
'Yeah, so what are you gonna do about it?' Ashley retorted.
Sensing Kitty and Kat flanking her, Kurry smirked and crossed her arms. 'Well, it's not what I'm going to do, it's what you are.' When Pam tried to protest, Kurry cut her off, speaking harshly this time. 'And you are going to leave Andraaia alone. Got it?'
Courtney blurted foolishly. 'And what if we don't?'
Kurry raised herself to her full height. 'Then I'll have something to say about it.'
Pam opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. Kurry narrowed her eyes dangerously. She wasn't backing down. Pam glared daggers at Kurry, before hissing in frustration and pulling her lackeys along with her. 'C'mon girls, let's let the goody-goods get to class.' And with that they flounced off.
Kurry let out the breath she didn't know she'd been holding. Kitty growled low in her throat. 'I'll give her goody-good...'
Kat laid a restraining hand on her sister's arm. 'Nah, let them go. They're not worth the effort.'
Kurry just sighed, and waved the issue aside. 'C'mon y'all, let's get to class.'
The girls sorted themselves out and settled down as Mrs. Calaban clapped her hands. 'Alright girls, you know the drill. I think we'll practise routines 3 and 5 today...'
As the girls prepared, Andraaia sidled up to Kurry. 'Hey, thanks for earlier,' she murmured shyly.
Kurry nodded and smiled. 'Eh, no problem. The only way to deal with girls like that is to stand up to them.'
Andraaia lowered her eyes. 'Yeah, I'm still working on that.'
Kurry touched her shoulder. 'Don't worry about it. So how're the pyrotechnics coming?'
Andraaia perked up at this. Pyrotechnics were her specialty. 'Oh, they're wonderful. We're expecting a new shipment of chemicals next week.'
'Great,' Kurry grinned, before Kat called her over.
'Oops, sorry, gotta go.' Kurry high-fived Andraaia and moved to the center of the room.
Lifting her arms above her head, Kurry did a few stretches to warm up. As much as she loved the dance, she felt held back by the choice of music. Many of the rhythms were old, and slower than Kurry preferred. Kitty often joked about how the rhythm crew had to constantly blow cobwebs off the tapes. Secretly, Kurry agreed. The beats just weren't...intense enough.
Someone started the music and Kurry shut her eyes. For the first few beats, she just let the music flow through her. Then her eyes snapped open and she began to move. In perfect sync with the music, she swayed and twisted, shifting side to side and twirling a bit. Her friends called her fluid, almost as if she WAS the beat. She wasn't sure about that, but she did know that she loved to dance.
After the girls had practiced their routines a few times, they had one more class before they could break for lunch. Kurry had writing class, so she took leave of her friends and headed off on her own.
When she arrived in class, Kurry immediately made her way to her favourite seat by the window. Taking out her books, she was suddenly startled when a soft voice spoke in her ear.
'Hullo Kurry.'
She jumped a mile. 'OH! Serenity, you scared the life out of me!'
Her dear friend sat down, smirking. 'Gotcha that time.'
Kurry grinned. 'So how'd you do on your composition?'
'Not bad. Listen, can you spare a moment? I've got something to tell you.'
Kurry leaned over a bit, intrigued. 'Go on, spill.'
Serenity looked guiltily pleased. 'I've been going to writer's group on Sunday afternoons, where a bunch of writers get together to share and edit their work.'
Kurry looked confused. 'Okay, that's cool, but why is it so special?'
Serenity beamed. 'Well...I've met someone.'
Kurry gasped excitedly. 'Really?!? Who!?!?'
Seren blushed. 'His name is Seto and he's really sweet and he's a writer like me and he said he really likes my poetry and I met him a month ago and he invited me out to lunch a couple of times to talk and it was really fun and...yeah.' She took a deep breath.
Kurry was delighted for her friend. 'Well, way to go girl! I'm happy for ya.'
Serenity nodded. 'Thanks. Oh by the way, maybe you can come by after one of our meetings and meet him.'
Kurry promised she'd make time, and then the class started. The girls handed in their compositions before taking some time to begin their next assignments.
Lunch was the usual affair. Kurry, Kitty and Kat dumped their stuff in their dorms and headed off down the street to their favourite pizza parlour.
Kitty waved to the girl behind the counter as the girls entered. 'Hey Isis! What's up?'
The Egyptian girl came over to their usual table, wiping her hands on a towel. 'Hey girls, how's everything?'
'Just fine. The usual, I think,' replied Kat.
'Coming right up!' With that she headed to the kitchen.
The food arrived soon after and the girls invited Isis to join them since her shift was over. As the girls were settling in to eat, the chime sounded on the door. Instinctively, Isis lifted her head and glanced towards the door. Her face lit up and she leapt from her seat into the arms of a tall boy with pointy, tri-coloured hair. He caught her tightly in a hug before she dragged him over to the table.
'Hey all, I'd like you to meet Yami,' she introduced him. Yami waved nervously. Kurry raised her eyebrows at Isis, who was positively beaming.
'Well, hi there. Come have some pizza with us.'
The others scooted over so that Yami and Isis could sit together. Isis still looked like she was on Cloud Nine and Yami was trying not to chuckle. It was obvious that the two were very happy.
'So, where'd you two meet?' Kitty asked.
'Right in here, actually,' Yami answered.
'When he ordered his pizza he invited me to sit with him,' Isis added.
'It went from there,' Yami admitted.
'And...he asked me to be his girlfriend,' Isis blushed.
Yami snickered. 'Over a deluxe pizza.'
They all chuckled.
'Well, we're happy for you,' said Kat. The other two nodded.
'Thanks.'
They talked about random things while they ate, then the girls bade farewell to Yami and Isis and made their way back to school.
There were four classes in a day, one each of the chosen for any certain girl, and Phys. Ed, which was mandatory. After lunch the three friends dressed for gym and joined their friends in the immense activity room.
'Right! As you all know, Thursday is partner day. Pick a partner and practise your drills, alright?'
Kurry and Kitty split off and picked their badminton drill to practise.
THWOCK!
'So,' Kitty started, 'met any cute guys yet?'
THWOCK!
'No,' Kurry replied, 'you know I'm not good with that kind of stuff. I get all frozen up.'
THWOCK!
'Well, I'll admit that being in an all-girls school doesn't help, but you gotta have some fun while you can. We've never been to a dance club before. Maybe we should go.'
THWOCK!
'Why? So we can have a bunch of guys stare at us and think it gives them the right to dance with us?'
THWOCK!
'One track minds, eh?'
THWOCK!
'You got it girl.'
THWOCK!
The class finished, Kurry gathered her things together and waved to her friends before starting towards the musical wing. This was Kurry's favourite wing of the school. She often came here to work or meditate, because it was the calmest wing of the school and usually you could hear the strains of someone practising. It was quite relaxing.
But today, Kurry was in no mood for relaxation. She was ready to play. Having practised hard all week, she was finally prepared to put her violin skills to the test. Her duet partner, Hilary, looked psyched as well.
Kurry took a deep breath. 'Hey, you ready?'
'As ready as I'll ever be,' Hilary answered wryly.
The two girls entered the music room. The other students were warming up. The violinists took their seats and prepped their violins as Mrs. Dubman took center-stage.
'Alright ladies, Vivaldi's 'Winter'. One-and-two-and-three-and-four.'
The basses started, followed by the cellos, violas and violins. Kurry tried her very best and when their cue came, she and Hilary stood up and played the best in-sync duet they could. At a fast tempo, this was rather difficult, but when the piece was finished, Mrs. Dubman congratulated everyone on a job well done. Ecstatic at having got that over with, the two girls hugged.
'EEEEEE! We did it!' Hilary exclaimed.
'W00t! Finally! I've been so nervous...but we did great!' Kurry agreed.
When they settled down, the teacher handed out new music and they were given time to familiarise themselves with the notes. All too soon, the bell rang and the school day was over.
Reaching her dorm room, Kurry collapsed on the bed, physically exhausted from all the adrenaline she felt when playing. Kat and Kitty came in a moment later, looking about as worn out as Kurry felt.
'Two hours and a half of practising the roundhouse kick,' Kitty moaned. 'I won't be able to feel my legs for a week.'
'Tell me about it,' Kat murmured, her face buried in the pillow.
Kurry grinned tiredly. 'You two wanna have a nap before we go for supper?'
Kitty yawned. 'Yeah.'
Kat blinked wearily. 'Sounds good.'
Kurry stretched out on the floor in the sun, Kitty curled up in the chair and Kat snuggled further into the pillow. With the warmth of the sun coming in, all three girls soon dropped off, tired after a rigorous day of learning.
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Well, that wasn't so bad. Oh by the way, some OCCness in upcoming chapters. I tried some things out and I like it, so I hope you will too. *takes another deep breath* Please review.