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cherry-star-aus
If I understood right, yes, in this chappie we have come to the present-day Seto! Thankies for reviewing!
Seething-Z
Nope, I am talking about Iris.
"Hermes
Hermes, the wing shod messenger of the Olympians; the son of Zeus and Maia.
(Hermes, Mercury, Argeiphontes)
Iris
Iris, the Wind-Footed messenger of the Immortals.
(Iris)"
It's all in the eyes
Chapter One
Sahara climbed out of her limousine and pushed back her fake-fur-lined hood, shaking out her long golden hair. It fell around her face perfectly. She leaned back into the limo to retrieve her shoulder bag. When she emerged, well aware that all eyes were on her, she strolled to the school entrance, and disappeared through the door. There was a moment of silence before the conversations started again.
Sahara smoothed out her skirt and sat down. The principal eyed her nervously.
"So, Miss Heran, is it?"
"Yes."
"Sir."
"Pardon me?"
"You must refer to me as sir."
"That's nice."
"That's nice, sir."
"That's nice, sir," drawled Sahara, voice completely devoid of respect.
"What did I do to deserve this?" the principal thought. "She's practically a female Seto Kaiba!"
"So, sir, do you have that list of classmates I ordered?"
"No, you'll have to – "
"No?" Sahara raised an eyebrow.
"I hate having rich and powerful students," thought the principal, before saying aloud, "As I was going to say, Miss Heran, you must fetch it from the secretary. Go and get it now. You can get back to me tomorrow about it – I have another meeting now."
"Sure you do." Sahara stood gracefully and left the room. The principal mopped his brow.
"I REALLY HATE having rich and powerful students!" he said.
"Yes, Miss?"
"My list of classmates, Miss – " Sahara glanced at the secretary's nametag. " – Talston?"
"And you are?"
"Sahara Heran."
"Okay. Hmm…" The woman pulled a piece of paper from a file. "Here."
Sahara took the page from the secretary and left. Miss Talston stared after her.
The Next Day
"Class, we have a new student joining our ranks. Her name is Sahara Heran. I'd appreciate it if you introduced yourselves to her in your own time."
Sahara flashed the class a big, fake, Oscar-winning smile. It lasted about as long as the teacher was looking, and then it flashed off.
"Go sit… there, next to Mr Kaiba." The teacher pointed. Sahara strode to the seat and put her bag down. Kaiba treated her to an icy look before returning to his work. Sahara sat down and took a laptop out of her bag. The teacher sighed inwardly and started the lesson.
There! The first chapter, up! Hurrah!
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