Cagalli's POV

It's the first day of school, high school in fact.

I just turned 16 yesterday, along with my brother Kira.

I have medium size blond hair.

Amber eyes.

And an attitude that would scare anyone to know that I am a princess.

Truly.

Really.

And.

Sadly.

Lies, he thought, but sadly he was right.

Although the heart beats only for today.

And tomorrow not in sight.

Phase one of fifty

First day of High School

Daylight shone onto my green bedspread as I sat up to face my t.v, which was still on, my stereo system, which was running but muted, and my closet, which was open, to reveal a secret passage to Kira's room. His snores reached my ears; luckily I had ear phones on with Eminem so I couldn't hear him.

I took the ear phones off, and got dressed.

"Oi! Lazy ass, get up or I'll make you shimmy down the drain pipe in your boxers!" I shouted, which made Kira jump out of bed slide of a pair of jeans and shirt over himself.

"Cagalli, do us all a favor, and shut up." He said and walked into the bathroom and started to brush his teeth.

Who is 'us?' your imaginary friend Bob?" I asked and started to laugh. Kira hit me over the head with the mouth wash, I wrung a towel and hit him with it, and he squirmed and shouted:

Bloody Mary! And I dashed down the stairs and into the spare bedroom and locked the door, while Kira rapped on his door, his shouts mumbled by the tune of 50 cent from the stereo in 'The Pit'.

As me and Kira call it, his good friend Athrun Zala's room, is 'The Pit'.

Why? Because, it is.

A total mess of cloths and skateboards, The Pit is hell on earth.

"Hello owner of The Pit!" I joke, but the lump under the plain blanket only groaned and pulled the covers closer. I raised my socked foot, and shook his body with my leg, until he grabbed it, turned me over and I fell to the floor. He got up, and in a mess of blue and blond started to wrestle on the floor.

"You never wake me up like that again!" he said and continued to choke me in a head lock.

"Ok, ok!" I coughed and he let me go.

"Ever hear of deodorant?" I asked, he got up, lounged at me, but with one swift step to the right, Athrun jumped into the wall, leaving a huge dent in the wall, in the shape of his face. I was rolling on the floor with laughter, I couldn't believe he just did that, he got up, and since I was on the floor, he brought up his leg, and pushed his foot into my mouth!

"Help!" I cried in laughter and pain

"Promise to shut up?" he offered I agreed and he helped me up, I caught my breath and said three numbers:

"284." I said, Athrun screamed and jumped over to his window, grabbed onto the curtains and jumped on whimpering in fear.

"Ha!" I cried, unlocked the door, and dashed out like lightning.

Two hours later.

I was dressed to my fullest, a tube top, green, and a pair of black tight leg pants, with purple Nikes, and white socks. I was a dazzling scene walking down the hallways of Malvern High, all the guys wanted me, and all the girls wanted to be me, that is until, I met Meer Campbell.

She walked in front of me, with her pink hair, and white leather jacket and baby blue tank top and a black jean mini skirt. She waved her hand in front of her and said:

"Who you?"

"I'm Cagalli and you…"

"Meer, what are you doing walking all over my turf? Eh?" she asked and her gang flowed around me.

"Your turf? Ha! I've seen red heads take and have more turf then you bitch!" I said, that is when my daydream ended. I was waiting for my best friend Meralia Haww to pick me up in the sleek black convertible, for a ride to school. She soon came and I jumped in.

"Sup Cagalli!" she said, and clasped hands.

"Waza Mer, nothing but P.I.M.Ps all over the place check it." We burst out laughing and we took off.

"What the hell were you talking 'bout G?" she asked as we took off down Lyle.

"Just jokin' sis, can't take a crack?"

"Na, just the white stuff." she replied and we continued to laugh until we reached school.

"Katelyn!" I called, from about three meters away a brown headed girl with pools of green eye color looked toward me, her thick hair swayed as her lips broke into a smile.

"Cagalli!" she cried, and rushed towards me and Milly.

"How ya hangin' K.K?" I asked, she nodded.

"Alright, how are you?" she asked in concern,

"You and your brother?"

"Oh, we're good, how was your summer vacation in Rome?" I asked. Katelyns father was an owner of a Law Firm in Sanfran, one of his clients went to Rome, and got robbed from his money by some type of hotel or something, I dunno, and since it was in Rome, they had to go to Rome for about all of her summer vacation. I bet she had fun, I didn't, all I did was mope around and steel Athruns underwear for ransom of thirty bucks a pair, and once I stole five pairs, and got about 160 dollars plus for my fall 'stuff.'

"Excellent actually I learned some culture stuff and shit too, it was interesting, but extremely boring, ya wanna hear about-"

"Well, school, what are we gonna do today?" Meralia said, wanting not to hear the boring stories that would drag on forever.

"What class do I have first?" asked I.

"I always have trouble with these damned maps!" I exclaimed.

"Music, so do I and Katelyn. C'mon!" and we trooped off to find out lockers and classes.

For music, basically what we did was listening to whatever we want, I listened to a computer music simulator, of Gundam SEED. I knew practically a Bird Class right off the bat.

"What do we have next?" I asked to Katelyn.

"Free period. Lets check out our lockers." She explained, my locker was number 401, Meralia's was 402 Katelyns was 404, which meant someone was beside me.

"So, our lockers." I said, they were a pale red, and one it particular, said 'fuck your mom!'

"Wow, someone likes to swear." Said Katelyn as she looked at the number.

"Aww crap! This is my locker!" it was true, it bore the number 404.

"Ha!" laughed Milly as she opened her locker, it was scratched and the shelves were bent, a lone 7x7 mirror hung on the locker door, a momentum of the person before her.

"Well, it's not that bad once you look at it," I said, Katelyn was still disappointed.

"Ohh, you got the swearing locker," said a voice from behind us, like on que we all turned our heads to meet the voice.

"Umm, excuse me, your blocking my locker." It said.

A tall handsome boy of around 16 will blonde hair and deeply tanned skin was standing with his black Jaguar backpack slung over his shoulder.

"Oh, umm sorry," said Katelyn and instantly stood aside.

"Thanks." He replied and opened his locker.

"So, you're freshman, right?" he asked.

"Yes, we are." I concluded, like an idiot.

"I'm in sopemore, listen, if you get Mr. Zelman for Math, make sure you sit at the back to avoid the shower of spit every time he says 'subtract.' And sit in the front of Mrs. McDonalds Science, cause she never asks people for the answers who are in the front for some weird reason.

And in Gym, use the third shower from the right, it's the warmest, ok?"

"Wait, how do you know which is warmest in the GIRLS SHOWERS!" cried I in disbelief.

"I know because I know," he winked at Katelyn.

"Catch you all next break, by the way, names Dearka, come to me with any problems," and he took off down the hall and down the second corridor.

"He… likes you K.K," said Meralia, Katelyn was on the floor on her knees staring at the place Dearka was standing on.

"Wow," she said, and fell on her face on the floor.

Phase Two of Fifty.

Transforming

"Finally! That godforsaken first day of school is over!" screeched Meralia from her car window.

"Hey, Milly, what did you think of that guy, Dearka?" I asked her.

"Well, he is kinda cute, and since I'm basically right beside him, so… if he gives me any signals then, I'll give it a go." She said and continued to concentrate on the road.

"So, how is your new house?" I asked.

"Well, since there was a fire in our apartment, which was pretty small, and our house now is pretty big, I'd have say that I love having my own room!" She sounded really happy, when she lived with her older sister, her father; she had to sleep on the couch, harsh.

Normal POV

Meralia dropped off Cagalli at her house and continued down the street to hers.

It was an old, 5 bedroom house about a hundred years old. With fading window planes and an old creaky door.

"I'm home!" she cried and charged up the stairs to her bedroom, flung her bag onto her bed and sat on her chair and from a locked drawer pulled out her laptop, opened it and went on the net.

"Dearka Elsman, Dearka Elsman…" she chanted. She had heard that name from somewhere before. She typed as fast as her fingers would fly, and came upon a ZAFT site. She typed his name into the database and found his name.

"Dearka Elsman." She said finally. She clicked his name, and heard a loud donk!

"Password needed to continue." She read aloud,

"HA! They thing they're gonna keep me out with this?" she exclaimed and typed in the words:

"Haww, Meralia spy for the international cooperation." And the box disappeared and there was his profile.

Name: Dearka Elsman
Gender: Male
Birthday: March 29, CE 54
Race: Coordinator
Age: 17 years old
Blood type: AB
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Brown
Height: 176cm
Weight: 67.5kg
Status: Part of the Klueze Squad and an Elite Pilot, Pilot of GAT-X103 Buster Gundam

"Wow," she said and closed her laptop.

"Klueze Squad eh?" she murmured under her breath. She went over to her bed and reached under it, and pulled out another laptop.

"Sir, Officer Meralia Haww Part of the Emblem Squad of the E.A reporting." And she saluted the compact computer.

"No need for that Agent Haww, you're in off hours relax." Said a voice coming from the laptop.

"Sir, I found out more about Elsman." She explained.

"Good Girl, I knew you could do it." Sir complemented.

"Thank you very much Sir, but that needn't be necessary." She said and continued with her report.

"I'm E-Mail the info now,"

"Meralia, you shouldn't have done this, you're only a teenager, this is not well, right." Sir said.

"But, there is nothing else for me to do Sir, I have no future." She said quietly.

"What are you talking about? You were at the top of your class at the age of 10, and all the others were only about 18 and you topped them all! You have a future, just like your mother did." He said.

"Sir I would ask you didn't talk of her, I wish not to hear it."

"Yes, it was a truly fatal accident, I… myself was shocked. I couldn't believe it-"

"I would formally ask you to drop it Father!" she exclaimed, and in shock she covered her mouth and face.

"I'm sorry Daddy, I'm… so sad." She croaked.

"With you being gone on your missions and mom… I'm alone Daddy! I hate it!" she yelled.

"Oh Milly, I'm so sorry, I knew we shouldn't of gotten you into this, but look at it this way, you can quit if you wish."

"No, I have no other choice, mother wanted it, I can't just give up because it is hard, and mother would hate me for it." Tears were on her bed spread now making the new colors blur, her croaking sniffles where in echo across the empty room, she moved her head up, and slapped the computer off and cried bitterly about her life.