Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh, if you haven't realized already. (Jeez, this is the shortest chapter I've done yet. Not to say any of my others were all that long. Thought this might be an interesting place to stop, though. The next chapter will probably be pretty long, so that should make up for it.)
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"What the heck are you wearing!" Dawn blinked at her, halfway between amused and unbelieving. Nurya had come in dressed in a plain t-shirt and jeans under a black skirt. Her casual outfit clashed wonderfully with the elegant dresses worn by the other girls.
She shrugged, but said nothing. Dawn let it go without much, laughing at her before she left to go flirt. Nurya decided she'd stick around as long as they kept up good music; what caught her attention immediately was Somebody Told Me playing in the background.
She didn't go looking for her friends. The guys wouldn't be here and Senactra would be too concentrated on her date to talk to her. She wondered around aimlessly until she came to the back of the room and discovered the bleachers half pulled out. She sat down and closed her eyes, singing along with the music.
It'd been a long time since she had time to just sit and think about things, and pretty soon she had drifted into her own little world of memory. Since she was so preoccupied, and she didn't expect anyone to approach her, she was startled when she heard someone's voice,
"…Hey…"
Her first instinct was to grab out her pistol (which, even to a dance, she never failed to have with her. She has a grudge against people.) and point it at the man in front of her. She recognized him as one of the new students.
…..Oh junk.