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Ah! No song extract… sorry

CHAPTER 2

NOT EXACTLY VER WELCOMING…

"Squall? What are you doing here?"

"Well hello to you too." He replied in a snotty voice.

"But… But I don't-"

"But… But…" He mimicked. Nice seeing ya, but listen baby, I gotta run.

Yuna watched his retreating figure with confused surprise. Or surprised confusion. Or both. What was Squall doing here? And why was he acting so strange? Yeah, she'd broken up with him, but that was a long time ago. So he didn't have the right to be mad or rude about it.

Yuna pondered this for a while longer, and then realised that she still didn't know where her homeroom was. She looked around, the corridors were almost empty. She tried asking someone, but was too shy, and wandered around the second floor, trying to find the right class room. TC73… TC74… TC75… how many classrooms were there in this school? It was HUGE. TD30... How did the classrooms change from 75 to 30? Yuna wondered. Oh well, that means less walking.

Finally she reached class room TD43. She knocked softly, and opened the door shyly.

"Yes?" A male teacher barked at her.

"Um… Hi… I'm new. But, um… I got lost and…"

"Listen sweetheart," the man said. Yuna flinched at being called sweetheart. "I don't care if you're new, or if you over slept, or if your house got burnt down this morning, you are late for class, and that is un-excusable. Now go and get a late note!"

"But…" Yuna said. This was so unfair. The school had about 200 classrooms, all with strange names, and she got yelled at for being one minute late, and she was new?

When she voiced these thoughts however, the man didn't seem pleased. "I DO NOT FUCKING CARE, JUST GET ME A LATE NOTE AND QUICKLY OR YOU WILL SPEND THE REST OF THE WEEK IN DETENTION!"

Scared, Yuna backed out of the class room, but not without muttering "Jeez, what's your problem? Have a chill pill." Lucky for her, no one heard her or she might actually have spent the rest of the week in detention.

She made her way back down the deserted hallway, wondering what to do now. It was obvious that she would be late for class again, seeing as how there was no one around to give her directions, and her map made no sense at all. Maybe if she could find a bathroom she'd be saved. There's always someone in the bathroom, weather it is to actually use the facilities, or to apply lip gloss, or to spread gossip, there was always someone there.

Yet again, however, she was proven wrong. The bathroom was as empty as the halls. Desperate, she decided to check downstairs. If she could get outside, she'd find her way to the school's main entrance, and from there she knew how to get to the Head Master's office.

5 minutes later she was standing in front of her homeroom again. Taking a deep breath, she knocked and opened the door.

"Oh hello again sweetie, come on in."

Whoa. Yuna thought. Talk about double personalities.

She walked in, handed him her late note, and stood there awkwardly, wondering if he wanted her to introduce herself, or if she could just pick a seat.

"Well?" He asked her.

Yuna hesitated for a moment, scanning the room, and decided it was safest to sit in the last row, next to a pretty blond haired girl.

You see, usually, people make friends on their first day of school. Or at least acquaintances. Yuna however, did not. She stayed quiet in all her classes, taking notes, and sometimes she would feel inspired by something, and start writing songs. Since Yuna was a singer, she was pretty used to writing songs, and good ones too.

At lunch, she locked herself up in the bathroom and sat cross legged on the toilet lid, and scribbled words into her little black notebook. Inspiration could come from the strangest things.

2 hours later, Yuna was walking across the school yard, towards the car park. She fumbled around her bag for a while, found her keys, and started backing out of the car park. 20 minutes later she was back where she'd started this morning. Except that this time she actually did have to climb the stairs, since it would be kinda hard to slide up the stairs. Unless you're Mary Poppins. Which she wasn't. Obviously.

Panting, she reached the landing, got herself into her apartment, dumped her bag and fell face first into the sofa. She got up numbly, turned on the TV and flicked channels mindlessly, before deciding that there was nothing worth watching, and turned it off. She still had 20 minutes before she was due at the Wertterz's and decided it'd be best to start her homework now, since it would probably be 7 by the time Mrs. Wertterz got home.

Lucky for her, she didn't have to pick up the kids from school, or else she might have a nervous break down. Ever since she moved here she hadn't had any time to herself. She'd had to unpack everything, move all the furniture, and when she was done with that, she had to go to school. And even that wasn't as fun as she'd hoped. Not that she'd had much hope in the first place, but it had still been there.

She sighed, crossed over to the fridge and got out a diet Pepsi. Usually she didn't like fizzy drinks, and definitely not Pepsi, it was too much of a Coca Cola wannabee, but today she really needed the sugar.

She flicked the can open, and took a long gulp, not bothering to use a glass. Ahhhhh, sweet coldness. She closed her eyes for a moment, letting the liquid pass through her, before setting the can back down on the counter.

She retrieved her bag from the hall way, and got out her agenda. Mr. what's-his-name from homeroom had assigned them a three page hand written essay about themselves, but she wasn't in a hurry to start it. She preferred to concentrate on Biology, one of the harder subjects.

15 minutes later she set her pencil down, brushed all the eraser shavings off her paper and onto the black-and-white tiles that covered her kitchen floor, and re-read what she had written. It didn't make any sense to her, but she got all the information from her notes and from her biology book, so she supposed that at least she had done her homework correctly.

Seeing it was already 3:15, she quickly reshuffled her papers, and set them down in a neat stack, before leaving the apartment.

She knocked on the door three times. A little girl holding a blanket answered the door shyly. Yuna smiled down at her.

"Hi." She said. "I'm Yuna. I'm your babysitter, is someone home?"

The little girl, whom Yuna presumed was Lilac nodded, and disappeared. Moments later a black haired woman was at the door.

"Hi. You must be Yuna?"

Yuna nodded.

"Hi, I'm Holly. Holly Fendel."

Yuna smiled. "Nice to meet you." She said politely.

Holly Fendel smiled at her. "Oh dear." She said, after a glimpse at her watch. "I'm terribly sorry, I got to run. Will you manage on your own? There's snacks in the fridge, and Darwin is still asleep, he should wake up in about an hour. If you need anything, don't hesitate to call me, I left my number on the fridge."

Yuna nodded obligingly and Holly Fendel disappeared, leaving her in the hallway.

The little girl came padding up to her, sucking on her blanket.

Yuna smiled her nicest smile at her. "Hello," she said as kindly as possible, crouching down. "I'm Yuna. What's your name?"

"Lilac." The little girl mumbled.

"Hello Lilac. How old are you?"

Lilac held up three little slimy fingers. "Free."

Suddenly there was a crashing noise in the kitchen. Yuna straightened up, and hurried towards the noise. A little boy, who couldn't be anyone else than Tommy was standing in the middle of the kitchen looking scared. On the floor lay the remains of a plate.

When Tommy saw Yuna he started crying, as if he thought she would hurt him. Yuna made her way across the kitchen towards him, and picked him up carefully, so he wouldn't tread on any sharp pieces of porcelain, and put him down on the carpet.

"Hey," she said, brushing some of his hair out of his face. "Don't cry, I won't hurt you."

He buried his face in her hair. She petted his head for a while, and then held him at arms length. "There. All better."

He smiled shyly up at her. He had the same smile as his sister. "Come on." She said. "What do you want to do?"

He shrugged.

"Well," Yuna said. "I suppose we could always watch TV?"

She saw a glint of excitement in his eyes. "Sponfe Bof Square Panfs!" He exclaimed.

She laughed, setting him down on the sofa, in front of the TV, and watched him happily stare at the screen with a big smile on his face.

Decided that Tommy would be well occupied for another half hour, Yuna went to check on Lilac, who was playing dolls in her room. Lilac brightened when she saw Yuna.

"Want to play?" She asked her cheerfully.

"Sure." Yuna said. "But give me one minute, I have to check on your brother and clean up the kitchen."

She tip toed to the other room, and opened the door carefully so it wouldn't squeak. And yes, sure enough, Darwin was still asleep. She tip toed out again, shut the door, and went into the kitchen.

She picked up all the larger pieces, and dumped them in the bin, and swept the kitchen twice, just in case.

Yuna had a (surprisingly) nice time playing Barbie dolls with Lilac. Maybe because she got to be the Mummy Barbie, and got to re-arrange all the furniture. Anyway, it was fun for a while, but then Darwin started screaming, so Yuna had to abandon Lilac and take care of Darwin.

"Hushhh," Yuna said soothingly, picking him up and cradling him in her arms. She stoked his hair, and rocked him back and forth.

Maybe he's hungry? Yuna thought, since he didn't smell bad, so his nappy didn't need changing. She went to the fridge, found some milk and one of those little baby bottles, heated up the milk and poured it in the bottle. She put it to his lips, and instantly the crying stopped.

She smiled inwardly as she watched him finish the bottle. She turned him around and patted him, making him burp. Satisfied, she walked him through the apartment, hoping he would fall asleep soon. After 5 minutes, she got annoyed and wondered if there was an easier way.

Thinking back to when she was a child, she remembered her mom used to sing to her. She started singing softly. Hush little baby, don't say a word; P-Yuna's going to buy you a mockingbird. And if that mockingbird won't sing, Yuna's going to buy you a diamond ring.
If that diamond ring turns brass,Yuna's going to buy you a looking glass, If that looking glass gets broke,Yuna's going to buy you a billy goat. If that billy goat won't pull, Yuna's going to buy you a cart and pull. If that cart and bull turn over, Yuna's going to buy you a dog named Rover. If that dog named Rover won't bark, Yuna's going to buy you a horse and cart. If that horse and cart fall down, you'll still be sweetest little baby in town.

She looked down at Darwin and saw he was asleep. She sighed with relief, (memorising that whole song is hard) and gently put him back down in his cot, making sure to tuck him in properly, and straightened.

As promised, Mrs. Wertterz returned from work at 7 o'clock sharp. She was surprised to see that Tommy and Lilac were both reluctant to let her go, Tommy especially. Mrs. Wertterz smiled. Yuna must be a great babysitter, most of the time when she got home Tommy and Lilac would rush to the door and hug her, planting her with kisses and telling her they "miffed ha".

She watched as Yuna laughed, prying Tommy's hands off from around her leg, in his desperate attempt of making her stay.

"Hey," she said, crouching down, "I'll be back tomorrow, don't worry!"

Unwillingly, Tommy loosened his hands.

Standing back up, Yuna greeted Mrs. Wertterz. Mrs. Wertterz looked kindly at Yuna. "You make a great sitter, you know that? You must have a gift with children. I've never seen Tommy so attached to someone who was basically a stranger a few hours ago."

Yuna smiled shyly. "Thank you." Mrs. Wertterz rummaged around her purse, and handed Yuna 35 bucks. Yuna started pulling out some spare change out of her pocket, but Mrs. Wertterz shushed her.

"Oh, no need dear, keep the change."

"Oh! But Mrs. Wertterz, I couldn't! I mean, you already pay me too much as it is! I can't possibly -"

Mrs. Wertterz smiled at her kindly. "Don't worry Yuna, if it was up to me, I would have paid you at least 10 bucks an hour, but I could tell you were uncomfortable for that idea. Please, it's my pleasure; you make a great baby sitter I can tell already. I mean, look at Tommy!"

Yuna looked over to where Tommy was sitting, playing dolls with Lilac, and splitting his chocolate bar with her. Yuna smiled at this.

"I don't know how you've done it! You work miracles, I mean it!"

Yuna smiled. "Thank you, I'm flattered," she said, a bit over thrown with so many compliments.

"Are you free tomorrow?" Mrs. Wertterz asked hopefully.

"Um… yes, okay. Same time?"

"If it's possible. Oh, and Darwin won't be here tomorrow, he's getting operated."

"Oh. Really? Why, what's wrong with him?"

Mrs. Wertterz heard the anxiety in Yuna's voice.

"Don't worry, it's nothing dangerous, but the doctors think its best of he stays the night."

"Oh. Well, I hope he gets well soon!"

"Thank you. I hope so too. Oh! And Yuna?"

Yuna turned around to face Mrs. Wertterz again.

"Thank you."

Yuna smiled. "Your welcome."

The door shut, and Yuna heaved a sigh. Whew. That was over.

She let herself in, and sank down on the couch. Luckily she had no other homework for tomorrow. Since it was the beginning of the school year teachers were still a bit lazy, sad that the holidays were already over so soon, and not wanting to correct too many papers. She turned on the TV, watched Will and Grace for a while, decided she was hungry and wondered what to have for dinner.

Opening the fridge door she saw she still had some pizza from yesterday, and heated it up. While chewing, she wondered if she would make any friends at school tomorrow. She doubted it. And plus, Squall was there, probably to make her life living hell. It wasn't her fault she dumped him. Well, she might be responsible for it, but she wouldn't have dumped him if he hadn't acted like such an idiot. Yuna forgave people easily, but she'd forgiven Squall enough times. It was his problem now, not hers.

She finished off the pizza and rinsed her plate, and set it in the dishwasher. Why she had a dishwasher she didn't know, since she lived by herself anyway, but she was too lazy to bother doing the dishes.

An hour later she'd managed to finish half her essay about herself, and was completely exhausted.

Not bothering to shower – she'd shower in the morning - she got changed and crept into bed. Her alarm clock read 23:00. Dreading the morning when she'd have to get out of bed, she turned off the light, rolled over and instantly fell asleep.

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YAY! I finished Chapter 2! It's 7 word pages long! I hope you like it! Oh, and you see that little button at the bottom of the screen that is purple-ish coloured? Click it, and tell me what you think! Yours faithfully,

-M