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Chapter 1: Morning Musings

"Lena! Wake up! Don't make me get up there!" her mother yelled annoyed. Every day, it was the same thing. That girl could not get up for the life of her. "You need to come early, since it's your first day. Get up!" her mother yelled louder, shaking her head. Her daughter was really incorrigible. "NOW!"

"Alright! Alright! I'm up!" Relena said groggily as she lifted her warm blanket and rolled of the bed. She went straight to the window and open up her blinds. It was a habit. Every morning ever since she was very little, she would get up, open her window, and stick her head out.

In that moment, everything in the world was perfect. The morning breeze played with her hair, while the warm, rays of the sun tickled her face. The smell of morning dew permeated the air and she lost herself in her thought with nothing but the sweet melodies of the birds to entertain her. Each morning was a new day and yesterday was only a memory.

Flashback

"Mommy!" a young girl of about eight years old yelled with panic in her voice. She was running down the stairs wearing a white cotton sleeping gown with pink floral patterns, her shoulder-length blonde hair was in disarray from a night of turning and tossing in her sleep. "Mommy, where are you?"

"I'm in the kitchen, honey" her mother said sweetly but hoarse, trying to conceal the fact that she has recently been crying and yelling. "Go back to bed. It's only five in the morning. You don't have to go wake up for school until seven."

"But mommy, I heard yelling!" the sweet little girl answered worriedly. She walked hurriedly through the hallway and entered the country-style kitchen of her home. Even at a young age, she knew that something was wrong and her mother was hurt. However, nothing could prepare her for the sight that beheld her eyes at that moment. In the middle of the kitchen, was her mother sitting on the floor, battered and exhausted. Her eyes were red and puffy from tears and the skin surrounding her left eye was slightly darker than the rest of her face. There was a cut in her lower lip and the girl's eyes followed the drop of blood that trailed down her chin to her neck until it landed on the once angelic white silk nightgown. The nightgown was no longer the symbol of virginal innocence that a newly-wed virgin would wear on her honeymoon. It was now tattered, the left strapped violent ripped and the other hanging down loosely on her mother's shoulder.

The mother and daughter stared at each other closely, memorizing the emotions that played in their eyes. Each wanted to turn away, the emotion being too much too handle. The girl, too young to be introduce to these emotions. The mother, ashamed of herself for letting her little princess see her in this state. However, neither of them could turn away.

End of Flashback

Today would be her first day of school in this new town, Autumn Hill. Autumn Hill was similar to every suburban town. There were many different subdivision, with their two-story houses and perfectly manicured lawns. There were the commercial areas where the mall, theaters, stores, and restaurants were located. Autumn Hill was nothing out of the ordinary. It was a peaceful town, and peace was exactly what she needed.

"Lena, downstairs in five seconds or I'm pouring a bucket of ice cold water on your sleeping head!" her mother yelled, getting her back to reality.

Her mother was very amusing during the mornings. She smiled at herself one last time and closed the window. What should she wear this morning? Relena wasn't a very high-maintenance girl, but she knew that her mother would have a fit if she came down in sweats. Her mother was very preoccupied with appearances and presentations. Since it was the first day of school, she thought that she would appease her mother and somewhat fix herself up this morning.

Relena picked out a white knee-length skirt from and a pink sleeveless shirt that flared at the bottom with red stitching on the edges. She sat on her vanity and brushed her golden locks that ended just above her belly-button. Make-up was never her thing. She never understood how girls could put all that gunk in her face, so she stuck with her cherry flavored lip gloss and headed downstairs.

"Wow" her mother said in awed, "Is that my daughter?" Katerina had fixed a nice breakfast of eggs, bacon and pancakes on the table.

"Don't get use to it" Relena said as she sat down and started chowing down. "I didn't feel like listening to you nag this morning about my lack of fashion sense. Plus, I knew there would be extra nagging today since it's first day and everything"

"Ha,ha." Katerina said sarcastically as she sat down to join her daughter for breakfast. "Don't worry I never take these days for granted. I cherish all the days that you decide to dress up a little." Her eyes were glowing and there was a smirk on her face. She loved these early morning banters that she and her daughter would get into. Her daughter was her princess, her everything. Even though they didn't exactly agree in the fashion department, she loved her daughter dearly and accepted her for who she is. She really didn't find anything wrong with Relena's choice of comfort clothes, but she loved nagging her about it.

"It's glad to know that you notice and appreciate your darling daughter." Relena and her mother had a special relationship. They had been through so much together. Their relationship went beyond a normal mother-daughter relationship. They turn to each other for strength and comfort. She could tell her anything and she does. There were no secrets between them. They often stayed up at nights cuddled up in her mother's bed, talking and musing about their life. They weren't just mother and daughter, they were best friends.

"So, am I driving you to school today?"

"Yeah, I'm not walking!"

"Well, maybe I should let you walk. You can use the exercise. You got lazy over the summer."

"I don't need exercise. I have a high metabolism."

"All right, all right. I was only joking. Finish up or we'll both be late. Your not the only one going somewhere." It was her first day of work, too. She was extremely nervous and excited because this was the first time she would be working ever since she was married. Her husband made her quit when they got married, because it wasn't needed. Her husband, or her now ex-husband, was financially stabled. She was going to return to being a nurse. However, she wanted to start off slow since she hadn't worked in a long time so she decided to find a job in a small clinic. She found a nursing job at Autumn Hill Pediatric Clinic. It was a quaint little clinic in a new town, just what she was looking for. She would be the nurse for Dr. Elizabeth Yuy.

"Here we are, princess" Katerina said as she pulled up in front of the school. "Scared?"

"A little" Relena answered as she looked at her school with her eyes wide open. "It's a bit larger and quite a few more people"

"Yeah, but you'll do fine."

"Uh-uh"

"Okay, here is one of my motherly pep-talks." Katerina said as she shifted to her side so she was facing Relena. "Everything will be okay. You're a beautiful and smart girl. I know that you're not a social butterfly and it might take you a while to make real friends, especially since there are so many more people here. But you will make them princess because you are a beautiful person inside and out. They would be crazy if they didn't want to get to know you. So you go out there, and charm those kids."

"I love you mom" Relena said seriously.

"I love you too honey. Now give your mom a goodbye kiss" Katerina leaned over and Relena kissed her on the cheek. "Call me if anything goes wrong and I will come and get you. Okay."

"Nothing will go wrong mom. It's just school"

"That's my girl."

"Have fun at work." Relena added as she got out of the car. "Bye!" She watched her mother drove off and waited until the car turned the corner before she faced the school.

'Here goes nothing' she though. 'Autumn Hill High, here I come'

Author's Note: This is my first fan fiction. I would really appreciate any feedback or criticism. So please review and tell me how I'm doing with this so called writing.