Get Rel
NOTE: I don't own Gundam Wing or its characters.
How could he have missed it?! Well, it was quite easy considering the fact that he had never even heard of Sheboygan until Wufei and Sally had pointed it out to him.
"Thank you both for your service, I'll head there directly," Zeches announced as he got up to leave the room.
"What are you planning to do there?" Sally inquired with a knowing tone of voice.
Zeches sighed, did he really need to explain himself? No, of course not! It is none of her business what I intend to do once I get there! he decided. "Nothing that you need to be concerned of."
"Are you planning on going to Sheboygan as you are and just expect Relena to throw herself at your crying out, 'Brother, I want to go!'?" Sally inquired in a rather sarcastic manner. Zeches didn't reply. "If that is what you are planning on doing then allow me to say this, it most certainly is not going to happen so you can keep dreaming."
"What do you suggest I should do then?" challenged Zeches in his cool manner as he stared her down.
Wufei and Sally exchanged glances for a moment then Wufei answered, "Sally is under the impression that perhaps it would be best to send her and I to Sheboygan, or if you do go by yourself then you should go undercover."
Zeches stared at the two Preventers with suspicious eyes as he glanced back and forth between the two. Then he raised an inquisitive eyebrow, "I am getting the impression that you two want to go."
Neither of the Preventers flinched or made any movement to prove Zeches right, or wrong for that fact. "The woman is the one that wants to go," coughed Wufei.
Sally elbowed him in the Chinese side and rolled her eyes. "Don't lie Wufei, you want to meet up with Relena just as much as I do!" Sally pointed out.
"As much as I love to listen to your little quarrels could you two get to the point of all this?!" interrupted Zeches. "Why should I send you two to go to Sheboygan rather than go myself?"
Sally glared at Zeches, "Perhaps because we could fit in as college students unlike yourself, you could possibly pass as a Professor but there is no luck of finding a job opening."
The former White Fang leader scoffed, "Either way it will not work, there are no job openings at a college as a professor and it should seem rather odd to have two college students transfer to the same college at the same time. No, I believe that I shall go to Sheboygan alone and let Une deal with you two." Sally just shook her head. "And as for what I intend to do it is for me to know."
With that declaration Zeches left the room and Sally glanced at Wufei. "Think he'll find her?" she asked.
Wufei just shrugged, "Perhaps, but I shall not put it past Relena to slip through his clutches."
*****
Heero knew it was official, he was now mentally scarred for life after having survived through his first British Literature class. It was obvious to Heero that the man who the students had to address as "Professor" did not know what he was talking about. Even I could teach the class better than him! Heero stated as he headed to his next class, Fiction Writing.
Normally Heero was not the type of person to write, especially fiction literature, though his fiction was much better than his poetry…that needed improvement. Despite having been raised as a soldier Dr. J encouraged Heero to read as much poetry and classic literature as possible, to enlarge his imagination so he could mentally see almost any battle scenario in his mind.
You drew the shortest pencil, he reminded himself as he recalled the drawing of straws.
Heero had been busy driving while Hilde and Duo were talking of what college majors they were going to take…
"Why should I go into business?! Numbers are such a bore unless they are used in strategic battle," complained Duo.
"Well, I don't want the business major and there are three subjects that we know for sure that Relena was interested in: English, music, and business. Since there are three of us each of us have to take at least one of these majors," Hilde reasoned.
"Still, why should I go into business, Heero's more fit for that sort of thing," Duo pouted.
"Hn," snorted Heero.
In the back Hilde sighed in exasperation. "Okay, since we're never going to agree on this let's draw for it."
"With what?" questioned Duo. "We don't have any straws in the car."
"I never said straws," Hilde pointed out as she dug through her purse and pulled out two #2 pencils. She broke one in two, making certain that one half was longer than the other, then she gathered all three pencil parts into her two hands and revealed only the eraser tips. "The shortest takes English, the next shortest takes business, and the longest takes music. Agreed?"
"Agreed," the boys said.
Duo reached in back and pulled out the normal pencil, causing him to sit back with a triumphant grin on his features. Hilde leaned forward to allow Heero easy access to the pencils. Keeping his eyes on the road Heero grabbed a random pencil and looked at it. He couldn't tell if he had the shorter one or not.
"Hilde, hold yours up to mine," Heero commanded. Without a question Hilde held her pencil up next to Heero's. Glancing at the pencils Heero knew that Hilde's was about a centimeter longer than his. "English here I come."
Then Heero ran into something…
Heero stopped his train of thought for a moment. I didn't drive into anything, he corrected himself.
"Oof!" Heero heard someone moan. Glancing down Heero saw that he had bumped into someone with black hair and was at the moment tugging a strand of hair behind her ear. "I'm so sorry," she apologized.
"It's okay," Heero assured causing the girl to look up at him. Joey Alley.
"Hey Eiji, where are you heading?" smiled Joey.
"Fiction writing," he grunted.
"You don't sound too thrilled about it," teased Joey as she glanced at her watch. "Shit, I have to get to my computer science class, so I'll catch you later."
Heero just nodded as he watched Joey brush past him and go on her way. He had seen this scene many times in movies and read them in books, so was it any coincidence that he allowed his mind to entertain the thought that perhaps Joey was Relena?
Get to class Heero, he commanded himself.
Upon entering his next classroom, Heero was greeted with what seemed to be a scene from most high school movies, paper airplanes flying about, spit balls being thrown into the trash can instead of recycle bin, and a collection of different music being played from the laptops. Groaning at the immaturity Heero wanted nothing more than to turn around and make a quick escape. Fate, however, seemed to have other plans.
"What a welcoming sight, eh Eiji?" came a voice from behind Heero. Spinning around Heero came face to face with Jason and Salem standing behind him with exasperated expressions on their faces.
"If this is what you prefer to see in a college surrounding," Heero shrugged.
"True," Salem agreed, "very true but can we get into the classroom and into some seats before the Prof comes?"
The three of them sat down by each other and pulled out their laptops and booted their computers. Jason, who was sitting on the end, checked her e-mail once she had her computer working and on the internet-through her cell phone. What she read in an e-mail from Ricky caused her to raise an eyebrow and smile in amusement.
Really… was all Jason thought before the Professor entered the room while quoting Shakespeare.
