Hello people, how are you? I've been a slow updater I know, but I have a good excuse.
I'm in the middle of my practical exams. I have to work at a school 4 days in the week, trying to keep those 8-year-old demons in control is not as easy as your teacher always makes it seem. On top of that I've got to do a shit-load of stuff to pass the exams and I have to write a report on my specialisation the day-care-centre and all that crap that goes with it. Namely everything that's in my 56 textbooks.
Besides I had to update other stories as well and my mom told me I'm allowed only 1 hour on the computer and that cut's in my writing-time drastically, so I'm SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRY!!
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Disclaimer: I don't own gundam wing, I do own this story, my OC Lesley Tailor and the Hunter force.
Summary: This shouldn't have happened she was Relena's double and her stand-in in public appearances. How could he have fallen for her?
Chapter 2. Princess lessons
"Why do I have to do this?" Lesley asked.
"Une says you need to know the proper settings of a diner table and how to act properly in different situations." Quatre said with a sigh.
Une had told him she would be quite a handful, but she didn't say it would be this hard, just to get her to pay attention to everything he said. This was going to be a long day and she had only been here one hour.
"Now I'll go over it again, please try to pay attention this time." Quatre said with a pleading look.
Lesley sigh, then with a bored face, she grabbed the table cloth from a confused Quatre, who watched in amazement as she set the table for a fancy diner and named every utensil, including what it is used for.
"There, now as I tried to explain to your superior, I already know these things, so there really is no need to teach me. It would only be a waste of precious time, that could be spend on more useful things instead, Don't you think, Mister Winner?" Lesley said, trying her best to sound as preppy as Relena usually does.
"Well I eh, I really don't know what to say. We're done." Quatre said.
"I agree, I'm sorry I did not listen to you, Lesley. Well this'll save us quite some time. Why don't you put on the dress we gave you, I'll send Heero to pick you up for your dance lessons." Une said, when she walked in.
Lesley sighed and nodded, before leaving for her quarters.
"Ugh, I hate dresses. Way to preppy and impossible to move normally in." Lesley muttered as she struggled to get into the dress.
After ten minutes she finally got herself hoisted into the white dress and put on the high heels and gloves that belonged with it.
Looking in the mirror and straightening the dress up the best she could, she decided that it had to do.
A short knock on her bedroom door let her know Heero was there.
"Coming!" She said with a last tug on the stupid dress, before walking out.
Heero looked at her for a moment, before turning to lead the way to the ballroom.
"You look nice in a dress." Heero said, trying to make Lesley feel a little better about the whole dress thing.
"Thanks a lot, now I hate the damn thing even more." Lesley muttered.
The ballroom was modelled after the original from one of the Winner mansions. It looked like a scene from a fairytale. Quatre, Duo, Trowa and Wufei were there too.
"They'll teach you some classic dances as well." Heero explained, seeing the angry look on Lesley's face that said she was in no way going to dance with them watching.
"Yep!" duo added. "So you and Heero won't be the only ones, who'll feel ridiculous."
"Speak for yourself. Okay can we just begin now? So I can get this over with." Lesley said.
Heero nodded and Trowa started the music, while Quatre took his place with Lesley.
As soon as the music played, Quatre begin to lead Lesley, who danced like she used to do this every day.
Then the music changed and Duo took Quatre's place. Lesley adjusted to the music and continued to dance.
After Duo, Trowa cut in and she adjusted her style yet again with practised ease.
And when Wufei took his turn to teach her a dance, the same thing happened.
Then Heero took over from Wufei, the music changed from slow dance to tango and Lesley followed flawlessly.
When the music stopped Lesley and Heero bowed and a lot of applause was heard.
Apparently Une, Milliardo, Sally, Hildy, Lucretzia and Relena had come to the ballroom to see her dance.
"Well I see there's little we've had to teach you, you may take the rest of the day of and spend it as you like." Une said, impressed by Lesley's achievements so far.
They all went back to their duties or quarters and Lesley went to change.
Back in her Quarters she took of the ridiculous dress and put on some baggy jeans and a white t-shirt, along with a pair of sneakers. She tied her hair up in a bun and pulled a small box with collared contacts out of her bag, putting the contacts in she now had brown eyes instead of blue. Lesley looked at her reflection in the mirror and added the needed jewellery and some shades to complete her street look.
Satisfied with the result she left preventor HQ.
Relena watched Lesley leave through her window and she also saw Heero leave a little later in the same direction.
'How dare she make my Hee-chan follow her! I'll make her pay for that!' The preppy princess thought.
Meanwhile Lesley noticed Heero almost immediately, but ignored him and continued her way.
Heero walked a few feet behind Lesley and had no intension of following the girl whatsoever.
He was on his way to the graveyard.
When they reached the graveyard, instead of walking past it towards town, Lesley entered it and so did a very surprised Heero.
Lesley turned around, knowing pretty sure that he was following her.
"Why are you following me! Can't I even pay a private visit to the graveyard without being watched?" She said coldly, giving him a death-glare that surpassed his own.
"I didn't follow you, I'm here for my own private reasons." Heero said equally cold as he walked past her to the far side of the graveyard.
Lesley said nothing and walked to the other far side and crouched down before the family grave that stood in the corner.
Here lays the Tailor family:
Elisabeth, Joanna, Marie, Magdalena Hernandez-Tailor. Age 30
Joseph, Martin, William Tailor. Age 31
Susanna, Lisbeth, Jennifer Tailor. Age 4
Jessica, Marianna, Helena Tailor. Age 1 month
Who died on march the 20th 182 AC.
Murdered by rebel soldiers.
Their second daughter Lesley, Lisbeth, Jennifer Tailor was never found and is presumed dead.
The tombstone said.
Lesley put down the flowers she had bought along the way and started to cry.
Heero saw this and walked over.
"You okay?" He asked.
"Leave me alone, I don't want your pity." Lesley yelled. "So don't tell me you know how I feel, 'cause you don't. You just don't."
"I do know how it feels I lost my family too, but I never knew because people thought it was irrelevant information." Heero yelled back at her.
"That's not the same! You didn't see it happen!" Lesley yelled.
"At least you didn't kill your own parents! I did!" Heero yelled.
Silence fell between them.
Lesley stared at Heero, who turned away and walked back to the grave of his parents. Where he fell to his knees.
Lesley watched him, from where she stood, for a while. Then she walked over to him.
"You okay?" She asked him.
"I shouldn't have told you that." Heero said his usual tone had returned.
"It's getting late we should go back. Before they start thinking all kinds of worst-case scenarios." Lesley said.
"Or worse." Heero said.
"What could be worse?" Lesley asked.
"They might start thinking you and I have an affaire." Heero stated.
Well there you have it. Chapter 2 and the beginning of I have no clue where this is going to lead me. I hope to where I had planned it to lead me. Now I'm of to work on my other story, Blade. Which is also worth reading people. Soon up chapter 4 of Blade!!