Playlist:
Golden Time Lover
Witch Hunt
Link
Alumina
Checkmate- Gumi
The World
Gears of Love- Gumi
Shiver- The Gazette
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**Falling, Falling Snow**
~Chapter One: Outcast~
Trees, is that all that's out here? I waited on the street corner for the local school bus. I had literally begged my adoptive father, Marian Cross, to drive me to school, but the ******* said he was too busy. He was probably gone to get wasted or pay for female company.
Why did we even have to move out here in the first place? Marian said it was for his job, but I knew for a fact that he doesn't even gives a rat's *** about work. So what was the real reason we were out here?
I would give anything to be back in Seattle, where people accepted me, not in some **** hole I've never even heard of until two weeks ago. A pinecone made a loud crunch as I stomped on it with my foot out of frustration.
The sound of the bus rolling to a stop brought me out of my thoughts. Before the doors were opened, I quickly made sure my peculiar hair was hidden under my hood. It would be a disaster if anyone saw it.
The vehicle in front of me huffed and puffed as it slowly opened its doors. Inside awaited the big, bad wolf…
"You new?" The lady before me appeared to be a mix of an ape and sloth from The Goonies. I instantly found her revolting. To keep from barfing, I just nodded my head and held my lips together tightly. "What's the matter; cat got your tongue, boy?" People in the back of the bus began to complain. "Oh fine! Get in…" She waved me in with her hairy right arm. I clambered up the steps and sat in the first empty seat I could find. Everyone stared as I sat down, but I glared back at them.
For thirty or so minutes, I was forced to have paper wads thrown at me. I ignored them and stuffed my ear buds in my ears. The entire way to school, I filled my head with my favorite Vocaloid songs.
At last, the dreaded moment had come, we arrived at school. Lucky for me, the highschoolers were the last to be dropped off. The sign in front of the academy read: "Black Order Academy: A Pathway To Success." More like a pathway to hell. I rolled my eyes at the cheesy slogan. At the entrance of the building, I spotted two tables on either side of the doors.
"Welcome Freshmen, Transfer, and Exchange Students!" were in bright, silver letters on the front of the black table cloths. People there were making new students receive name tags. I fumed with anger and clenched my fists. **** you Marian!
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Issaquah was a pretty place; I had to admit it, but the people annoyed me to no end! The entire day, everyone who was around me glared and whispered harsh words. Why couldn't they just leave me alone? Back at my old school, I could tolerate rumors and such, but back then I had friends to back me up and that would help me beat up whoever uttered such things.
At the moment, I just wanted to remain invisible for the next three years. Maybe I could shorten that amount of time. That is if, I could get away with "accidentally" setting the house on fire… No! No fire. Anything, but fire... But what other way was there? Damn it; I was screwed!
"Walter!" I suddenly paid attention to class when I realized the teacher was referring to me. Lucky for me, I managed to escape the front entrance of the school building and go about the rest of my day. What I didn't expect was my Literature teacher told us we were required to state our name at the first of his class. I told him "Walker", my last name, because I wanted to find out just how long I remain anonymous. Apparently, he mistook me for saying Walter instead. "Good to see you are once more amongst the living." Everyone laughed. As if I gave a **** about him mocking me!
"What is it, sir?"
"In the book The Outsiders, who is a clear image of symbolism for innocence?"
"But, Mr. Henly, we haven't even-"
"It's a pop question…" He interrupted me. The **** *******. I sighed as I replied back.
"Dally." He looked surprised that I knew the right answer, seeing as no had been required to read the book yet. The people around the room stared and began muttering incoherent utterances. So much for staying under the radar.
"Correct," He cleared his throat and glanced down at his untarnished boots. "now back to our novel list for this semester…" He turned back to board, and I slumped back in my seat. I was invisible once more, and I was so thankful. I hardly noticed the red head beside me lean towards me.
"I can't believe you actually wiggled out of the snail's grasp! He's made everyone in his classes uncomfortable…" He whispered, his eyes wide.
"Last I heard, snails don't have hands…" He sweat dropped and smiled.
"I guess you're right." What a dumb ***. "Name's Lavi; your's?"
"None of your business…" I glared at him. Surprisingly, he glared right back at me.
"Fine; then I'll call you Bean Sprout!" He grinned and chuckled.
"My name is Allen!" I felt as if I was about to explode. What ****** me off clearly pleased him. At that moment, Lavi's brow furrowed.
"I thought it was Walter…" He pointed at me in confusion. I rolled my eyes and ignored him for the rest of the period.
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When we were dismissed, I walked out into the hall and suddenly had the urge to look behind me. I did so and noticed Lavi meeting a cheery looking girl. The red head threw his arm around her, and they skipped away playfully. I couldn't help but notice the girl's short skirt of her uniform as they headed to their next class. With that, I blushed…
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(A.N.) I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of **Falling, Falling Snow**. It was really fun to write, and I enjoyed making Allen into this sort of mean yet mysterious character. He grew up into a harsh environment and had to go through some rather rough times over the years. So he ended up having some ehurm… anger issues and problems controlling his cussing.
Also, I needed a book for the teacher to ask a question about. I thought of The Outsiders because I had read it recently, and my teacher had asked the same question. While I was writing that part out, I actually noticed the nostalgia with using a symbolism of "innocence". Funny how life works in peculiar ways… Heh! :3
The part where Allen was discriminating Issaquah and its citizens, I just made him say that because he was pissed off from having to move. No offense to the people that actually live there!
Anyways, I hope you look forward to the next chapter and please REVIEW!
~Ame-chan777
