Chapter 2: A Meeting
Twenty minutes later, we arrived at my new home. Ayami hoisted me out of the car and loaded me on the wheelchair the doctor gave me. Ayami pushed me around the outside of the house so I can observe it completely. The exterior of the house was painted light brown and the porch and garage door was white. The lawn was green and healthy and the roof was dark brown. Also the plants and flowers were in perfect rows. I was pushed to the back to look at the backyard and saw a small cherry blossom tree at the corner. Everything was perfect unlike me. Ayami and I opened the door into the house. Piles of boxes were stacked onto one another and the furniture was slanted sideways on the walls.
"Messy huh?" asked Ayami, as she put down her stuff.
"Sure is," I replied slowly, "My parents were probably supposed to clean up the place and set up everything. I guess they can't do that now."
Ayami stared at me in pity and then said, "Why don't we clean up the house together? You can carry the boxes and take out the things while I clean up the place and set up all the furniture."
I smiled, "Okay, no problem."
"If you need any help with any stuff tell me, got it?"
"Don't worry, even though my legs can't move, I can still pick up anything heavy."
Ayami grinned. We got down to business and began cleaning and setting up stuff. I realized that when my legs were not functioning, it was much harder lifting things, getting me tired much more quickly than I usually would. An hour or so later, we finally finished everything. The floors were sparkling clean, the carpets were placed, the furniture was set up, the bedrooms were done and the boxes were stored away. Ayami really did have to help me later on as I got really tired.
"We actually finished everything today huh Yumiko," she panted. Both of us were very exhausted. "Well, I guess I'll make us some ramen for dinner. Take a nap or something until then." Ayami stretched a bit and then left for the kitchen.
I closed my eyes and relaxed trying to think about something. It took a while but then I remembered the game Angelic Layer that Ayami told me about. I saw the images of that battle flow through my head. I really want to play that game, I thought to myself. It was the only thing that made me really excited at the moment. I kept on replaying the battle scene in my mind over and over, getting even better every time. Eventually I drifted into a deep sleep.
The next morning I woke up and rubbed my eyes. It was a cloudy day, as I looked outside of the window in my bedroom. I bounced off my bed, and slipped on my slippers and grabbed my crutches. I walked downstairs and noticed Ayami talking on the phone.
"Morning Aunt Ayami," I yawned, stretching my back, "Who're you talking to?"
"Huh? You're awake! Uh, see you bro, and remember what I want you to get for me today! Thanks, love you!" Ayami hung up the phone and stared at me with what looked like a suspicious grin. "Oh, good morning, Yumiko, how was your sleep last night?"
"It was peaceful. Who were you talking to right now?" I interrogated.
"Oh, it was just my brother. I wanted him to get me something since I don't have time to do so, because of my tight working schedule," Ayami replied. "Anyway, go up to your room and get ready to leave. I'm taking you on a tour around your new school, which is just two blocks away from here. You could get there by bus when you officially go to school tomorrow."
"What? That's so soon," I whined, "I'll go for the tour, but to-"
"No buts! You will be starting school as soon as possible, or else you'll have to go to summer school!" she said warningly.
I gave up on the argument. She was right. I missed so much school this grade, that if I wait any longer, I'd probably have to redo this year, which I don't want to. I went up to my room to get dressed up for today.
Half an hour later, Ayami and I were driving to school. I took a long nap on the way there. Minutes later, we arrived at the school entrance. It was a giant, modern, 1st class secondary school. The walls were painted solid white with blue windows at some places. It was absolutely, gorgeously decorated with fancy patterns and tall, Greek-style pillars. On top of the main entrance doors was the name of the school.
"Holly Crest High School?" I asked curiously, "Is this where I'll be going?"
"Yup, you'll be learning in the most state-of-the-art school until you go to university. Pretty cool-looking place, huh?" she said proudly.
"Um, I guess so." I agreed.
Ayami pulled up at the driveway in front of the school, and got out of the car. She opened the car trunk and took out my folded wheelchair. She unfolded it and put me on it. She pushed me, opened the doors, and took me in. We traveled through luxuriously decorated hallways, until we reached the school office.
"Take a look around the place, while I'm registering you. Come back in about 15 minutes for your tour, okay Yumiko?" she added, before entering the office.
"Okay." I smiled, moving the wheelchair wherever I wanted to go to. I traveled through the hallways, noticing several students gossiping about me as I passed them. They definitely must have been talking about me being on a wheelchair, and pitying me for my inability to walk. As I entered a corner, a girl bumped into me with a big BANG. I fell backwards off the wheelchair and onto the ground, head first. The pain wasn't too bad so I struggled to get back on my wheelchair. However, as I was about to sit back on my wheelchair, one of the girls I accidentally bumped into kicked the wheelchair away from me, and I fell with a thud.
"Why the hell did you bump into me? Idiot!" the girl said coldly. Pissed off, I was going to look up at her and tell her off good. However, when I did look up, I saw a stunningly beautiful girl standing before me. She had long, smooth, blonde hair, blue eyes, and a very feminine body. I bet you she was very popular with the guys. Seriously, she was VERY pretty! I couldn't say anything to her at all. The only thing she lacks is a good attitude.
"Well? Why aren't you going to say anything? Apologize you weak little bi-" she raised her hand, and was about to hit me when a hand from nowhere grabbed her wrists, preventing her from hitting me, BARELY. Who exactly stopped her? Well, I didn't find out until I got out of my ducking stance. I slowly looked up again to see a boy with the girl now. Boy, was he COOL- looking! He had short black hair, with some spiky hair clamps blocking his left eye. He looked. mysterious and slightly angry. His eyes were as black as coal, and his emotions were hard to describe.
"You shouldn't be picking on girls who can't even walk, Megumi," he smirked coldly, "That definitely doesn't suit your image."
"Don't touch me you bastard!" Megumi shrieked as she smacked his hand away from her, "You're such a cold piece of shi-"
"Look who's talking," the guy interrupted, letting go of her hand. Megumi glared at the guy, then me and said, "You'll definitely be sorry when YOU start school. As long as I'm here, I won't let you find happiness until I'm satisfied. Hmph!" With that, she dashed through the hallways and walked down a staircase.
There was a moment of silence, and then he glared at me, looking down, which really scared me.
"Are you alright? Miss.?" the guy asked with no feelings. He extended his hand to me, and I grabbed it. He hoisted me back up onto the wheelchair.
"um, thanks," I replied nervously, since his expression felt cold, "I'm alright, no injuries. oh, my name's Yumiko, Yumiko Arisawa. Nice to meet you." I bowed as low as possible for a person on a wheelchair.
"I'm."
"Yes?" I said, confused at why he didn't say his yet.
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"Shintaro Fuzukawa."
There was a pause, then,
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I laughed, what funny first name you have there, HAHAHAHAHA!!! It definitely does not suit your image either. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!"
"Shut up, it's embarrassing." he mumbled shyly, "Well, I'll be taking my leave."
"Wait!" I yelled at him, "What class are you in?"
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"Second year, class A-1." He replied.
"Ill be starting my first year in high school," I smiled, "I hope we'll meet again, cause I like people like you."
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"Do you play Angelic Layer?"
"Um, not yet, but I will eventually!" I grinned gleefully.
"Then we'll definitely meet again, Yumiko Arisawa."
"Um, OK, well. see ya."
"Also."
"Yes?"
".I like you too. bye now." With that he left down the hallway, and into a classroom.
"Wha?" I said, blushing madly.
-=End of Chapter 02=-
To be continued!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Twenty minutes later, we arrived at my new home. Ayami hoisted me out of the car and loaded me on the wheelchair the doctor gave me. Ayami pushed me around the outside of the house so I can observe it completely. The exterior of the house was painted light brown and the porch and garage door was white. The lawn was green and healthy and the roof was dark brown. Also the plants and flowers were in perfect rows. I was pushed to the back to look at the backyard and saw a small cherry blossom tree at the corner. Everything was perfect unlike me. Ayami and I opened the door into the house. Piles of boxes were stacked onto one another and the furniture was slanted sideways on the walls.
"Messy huh?" asked Ayami, as she put down her stuff.
"Sure is," I replied slowly, "My parents were probably supposed to clean up the place and set up everything. I guess they can't do that now."
Ayami stared at me in pity and then said, "Why don't we clean up the house together? You can carry the boxes and take out the things while I clean up the place and set up all the furniture."
I smiled, "Okay, no problem."
"If you need any help with any stuff tell me, got it?"
"Don't worry, even though my legs can't move, I can still pick up anything heavy."
Ayami grinned. We got down to business and began cleaning and setting up stuff. I realized that when my legs were not functioning, it was much harder lifting things, getting me tired much more quickly than I usually would. An hour or so later, we finally finished everything. The floors were sparkling clean, the carpets were placed, the furniture was set up, the bedrooms were done and the boxes were stored away. Ayami really did have to help me later on as I got really tired.
"We actually finished everything today huh Yumiko," she panted. Both of us were very exhausted. "Well, I guess I'll make us some ramen for dinner. Take a nap or something until then." Ayami stretched a bit and then left for the kitchen.
I closed my eyes and relaxed trying to think about something. It took a while but then I remembered the game Angelic Layer that Ayami told me about. I saw the images of that battle flow through my head. I really want to play that game, I thought to myself. It was the only thing that made me really excited at the moment. I kept on replaying the battle scene in my mind over and over, getting even better every time. Eventually I drifted into a deep sleep.
The next morning I woke up and rubbed my eyes. It was a cloudy day, as I looked outside of the window in my bedroom. I bounced off my bed, and slipped on my slippers and grabbed my crutches. I walked downstairs and noticed Ayami talking on the phone.
"Morning Aunt Ayami," I yawned, stretching my back, "Who're you talking to?"
"Huh? You're awake! Uh, see you bro, and remember what I want you to get for me today! Thanks, love you!" Ayami hung up the phone and stared at me with what looked like a suspicious grin. "Oh, good morning, Yumiko, how was your sleep last night?"
"It was peaceful. Who were you talking to right now?" I interrogated.
"Oh, it was just my brother. I wanted him to get me something since I don't have time to do so, because of my tight working schedule," Ayami replied. "Anyway, go up to your room and get ready to leave. I'm taking you on a tour around your new school, which is just two blocks away from here. You could get there by bus when you officially go to school tomorrow."
"What? That's so soon," I whined, "I'll go for the tour, but to-"
"No buts! You will be starting school as soon as possible, or else you'll have to go to summer school!" she said warningly.
I gave up on the argument. She was right. I missed so much school this grade, that if I wait any longer, I'd probably have to redo this year, which I don't want to. I went up to my room to get dressed up for today.
Half an hour later, Ayami and I were driving to school. I took a long nap on the way there. Minutes later, we arrived at the school entrance. It was a giant, modern, 1st class secondary school. The walls were painted solid white with blue windows at some places. It was absolutely, gorgeously decorated with fancy patterns and tall, Greek-style pillars. On top of the main entrance doors was the name of the school.
"Holly Crest High School?" I asked curiously, "Is this where I'll be going?"
"Yup, you'll be learning in the most state-of-the-art school until you go to university. Pretty cool-looking place, huh?" she said proudly.
"Um, I guess so." I agreed.
Ayami pulled up at the driveway in front of the school, and got out of the car. She opened the car trunk and took out my folded wheelchair. She unfolded it and put me on it. She pushed me, opened the doors, and took me in. We traveled through luxuriously decorated hallways, until we reached the school office.
"Take a look around the place, while I'm registering you. Come back in about 15 minutes for your tour, okay Yumiko?" she added, before entering the office.
"Okay." I smiled, moving the wheelchair wherever I wanted to go to. I traveled through the hallways, noticing several students gossiping about me as I passed them. They definitely must have been talking about me being on a wheelchair, and pitying me for my inability to walk. As I entered a corner, a girl bumped into me with a big BANG. I fell backwards off the wheelchair and onto the ground, head first. The pain wasn't too bad so I struggled to get back on my wheelchair. However, as I was about to sit back on my wheelchair, one of the girls I accidentally bumped into kicked the wheelchair away from me, and I fell with a thud.
"Why the hell did you bump into me? Idiot!" the girl said coldly. Pissed off, I was going to look up at her and tell her off good. However, when I did look up, I saw a stunningly beautiful girl standing before me. She had long, smooth, blonde hair, blue eyes, and a very feminine body. I bet you she was very popular with the guys. Seriously, she was VERY pretty! I couldn't say anything to her at all. The only thing she lacks is a good attitude.
"Well? Why aren't you going to say anything? Apologize you weak little bi-" she raised her hand, and was about to hit me when a hand from nowhere grabbed her wrists, preventing her from hitting me, BARELY. Who exactly stopped her? Well, I didn't find out until I got out of my ducking stance. I slowly looked up again to see a boy with the girl now. Boy, was he COOL- looking! He had short black hair, with some spiky hair clamps blocking his left eye. He looked. mysterious and slightly angry. His eyes were as black as coal, and his emotions were hard to describe.
"You shouldn't be picking on girls who can't even walk, Megumi," he smirked coldly, "That definitely doesn't suit your image."
"Don't touch me you bastard!" Megumi shrieked as she smacked his hand away from her, "You're such a cold piece of shi-"
"Look who's talking," the guy interrupted, letting go of her hand. Megumi glared at the guy, then me and said, "You'll definitely be sorry when YOU start school. As long as I'm here, I won't let you find happiness until I'm satisfied. Hmph!" With that, she dashed through the hallways and walked down a staircase.
There was a moment of silence, and then he glared at me, looking down, which really scared me.
"Are you alright? Miss.?" the guy asked with no feelings. He extended his hand to me, and I grabbed it. He hoisted me back up onto the wheelchair.
"um, thanks," I replied nervously, since his expression felt cold, "I'm alright, no injuries. oh, my name's Yumiko, Yumiko Arisawa. Nice to meet you." I bowed as low as possible for a person on a wheelchair.
"I'm."
"Yes?" I said, confused at why he didn't say his yet.
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"Shintaro Fuzukawa."
There was a pause, then,
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I laughed, what funny first name you have there, HAHAHAHAHA!!! It definitely does not suit your image either. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!"
"Shut up, it's embarrassing." he mumbled shyly, "Well, I'll be taking my leave."
"Wait!" I yelled at him, "What class are you in?"
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"Second year, class A-1." He replied.
"Ill be starting my first year in high school," I smiled, "I hope we'll meet again, cause I like people like you."
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"Do you play Angelic Layer?"
"Um, not yet, but I will eventually!" I grinned gleefully.
"Then we'll definitely meet again, Yumiko Arisawa."
"Um, OK, well. see ya."
"Also."
"Yes?"
".I like you too. bye now." With that he left down the hallway, and into a classroom.
"Wha?" I said, blushing madly.
-=End of Chapter 02=-
To be continued!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!