OMG! it's, like, easter!! Sorry it took so long to write, I think I'm getting bored with it and unless I get at least three reviews, I don't think I will continue. I like honest reviewing, good or bad, it helps me improve. I am also very upset because this story has 106 hits and only seven reviews because ones a quick review to my reviewers because my mom was telling me to get off the internet so I didnt have enough time to thank them one by one.
Rayne's POV
Finally, alone. Don't get me wrong, Ulrich seemed friendly, that was the problem, he made me want to tell him everything. I wonder if he is like that to everyone? He and Aelita seemed to give that brotherly- sisterly wave out only their relationship seemed to be more open, more original. I sighed, I would, in three months time, have a little brother that I would not know and who would not know me because his stupid mom didn't approve of her husbands, dead wife's daughter, she really got on my nerves. There was an enthusiastic knock on my door, maybe if I didn't answer, they would go away, i just wanted to be alone right now. Hey, what did you know? It didn't stop. I got up slowly and answered the door.
"Hi! You must be Rayne! I'm Cissy and we're going to be best friends! I saw you pull in, and at that instant, I knew, I just knew! Oh, was that Ulrich going from your room? I think Ulrich is so hot! We're kind of going out you know. Aelita and odd are really bothersome though, Aelita seems so happy all the time, so pink and odd is, like, so...odd," she giggled at her little joke and I took this opportunity to close the door, talk about over happiness. If you look hyperactive talker up in the dictionary, you'll find her name and picture. How could Ulrich stand her? I mean, not to be rude or anything but she's such a... well, sissy. Yuck. Then there was the way she talked about Aelita, I mean, odd is odd but Aelita is a good person. I bet you she only wanted to be my friend because she knew I was rich anyway. Her complaints from outside were giving me pleasure, this is one person who's head I would really find pleasure while messing with it. FYI; Raynes sometimes thinks like an evil genius, sometimes, and she hates double crossers like cissy
I walked to my computer, I had to do research. When I logged online and saw my message board, it said I had ninety-three e-mails. It made sense, I hadn't checked it for days but there was one that was flashing red, I didn't check it at fist, I opened the lesser e-mails. About ten of them said,
YOUR POEM HAS BEEN ACCEPTED FOR PUBLISHING
What's new, I never got paid, it wasn't for the money, it was a way for me to express myself and to get my words around the world. After going through all the rest, a lot of junk mail, I finally opened the red flashing one. Instantly, my computer freaked out, there were numbers everywhere. It was code, only a few words here and there, making even more confusing. There were numbers, words, pictures of unidentifiable objects, the, at the end, in big bold letters, it read.
WELCOME, RAYNE.
I did the first thing I thought of, I printed it. I know, it's stupid but she's used to being sent freaky E-mails like that.
ODDS POV
I turned Franz hopper's words around in my head again and again, and again. Jeez, all this thinking was going to give me a headache, if it hasn't already. All he said was to keep her safe, if something were to happen to Rayne, the world and Lyoko may be in grave danger.
'Why,' I had asked.
'She is a weapon boy,' said Franz, 'and weapons could be wielded either way.'
'Does this mean she's in danger?' asked Ulrich.
'In more ways then one,' Franz nodded
'Do you think she knows about XANA or Lyoko?' Aelita pushed.
'I-I don't really know,' he admitted,' she….' he trailed of, he was obviously getting reluctant to say anymore and I wasn't going to press. It was all going to come out eventually. It always did, in the end.
'Just remember to watch her,' and with that, our conversation ended. What kind of threat could one girl make? The only thing being threatened, as far as I could see, was my ego against her sharp words and mood swings.
"Odd...Odd," i snapped back to reality. Ulrich was waving a hand in front of my face.
"What?" I asked.
"I bet you that I could beat you at any video game you choose," Ulrich challenged me, the almighty video game champ. I was about to say yes when I remembered something.
"Uh...I think I will whip you another night," i told him.
"What could you possibly want to do that's more fun," asked Ulrich, confused. I don't think I've very turned down an opportunity like that.
"Uhm...I think I'm going to study," yep, that's what I'm doing, just not the king of studying for school, I was going to study social studies. Ulrich stopped in his tracks.
"Study, like, with a real book?" he asked.
"Well, yeah, with a book," Rayne's book.
"Which subject," he asked, mysteriously.
"I was thinking social studies," I admitted, I think I was starting to sound like Jeremie; all I needed was a super computer.
"out of all subjects, you're choosing the most boring of them all, I really do think that odd fits you perfectly," he was sadly shaking his head at me.
In our room, I quickly grabbed the book and went outside to a big oak tree; I opened to the first page.
Friends
There are friends who listen
Friends who hear
Friends who whisper
Friends so dear
Friends who lie
Friends who cheat
Friends who cry
And friends who weep
But my friend is a friend
She is not like the others
Loyal and truthful
There for the better
But she understands
She knows without asking
She's there without call
There is no hesitating
She is a friend.
What's more?
Her poems were publishable; they had certain serenity, a hope of peace. I turned a few more pages. Yeah, odds, like, so out of character
Rose of battle
The cry in battle
It has begun
The fight with either
The fight not won
The shot was heard
The blood and horror
The young souls lured
The goddess barer
The grounds are broken
The things are scattered
The only thing seen
The roses of battle
I wonder why she has to speak in riddles, why can't she just speak what she means. In English class, the teacher said, when I was actually there and paying 35 attention, that the stories, the words, are like the writer itself, in a way. Did this mean the Rayne was like riddle, hard to crack?
"Who's there?" the sudden voice made me jump. I looked everywhere but I couldn't figure out who had said that.
So sorry it's sooooo short. Thanks for reviewing. To all that have not read code: star, you should and for all the warrior fans read Amberskies (I think that's how you spell it). Also, I recommend the Maximum Ride books (so sad (snivel, snivel)). luv and stuff and remember that fear is a word you use when you run out of excuses, in other words, it's made up. Don't underestimate the power of a brain!