BNHA: Dual Fates.

Chapter 3: First day!

"No, no, no come oooon!" Uviel's voice reached throughout her bedroom when the controller to her T.V. was slammed onto the floor in front of her. She was sitting cross-legged, comedic angry white eyes twitched after getting killed in the training grounds in Stargazers Online.

Again, the curtains were closed to hide the morning sun from her bedroom, and bits of its light beamed through the cracks of it. She wasn't even dressed yet despite the fact that she was accepted into the school and her uniform was delivered to her by U.A.'s special delivery service. (I don't know if that actually exists so I just made it up. XD)

the girl stood up, picked the controller back up, and decided to try sparring with a partner in the training grounds again to try and level up. SLAM! "GOOD MORNING, UV-RAY!" Haru chimed in as happy as could be and slammed her bedroom door open.

"AH!" The girl screamed and jumped like the many times she had before when her best friend would come over, she nearly stumbled over the cord to her controller. "Seriously...? Do you have to be so loud, early in the morning?!" Uviel exclaimed and groaned, then plopped back down on her soft cushion on the floor.

"Hah, it wakes you up more doesn't it? Besides, I don't smell U.A.'s uniform on you yet!" Haru, with her now in her uniform, giggled at the girl who still hadn't put on her own. Har-Har's uniform had tight cloth pants underneath her skirt, simple brown shoes, a red tie, sleeves that were folded up over her forearms, black fingerless cloth gloves, and a bag in her hand that her father had given her the day before.

"How... Can you even..." Uviel blinked in surprise at her best friend then looked down at her loose, black, raveling shorts and her oversized, white T-shirt that had...Death...written across it. Hmm, she likes that word a lot it seems. Thoughts of how she could even smell U.A.'s uniform were beyond her, even though she knew that Haru had incredibly heightened senses.

"UV-Ray, My nose can pick up the fresh scent of cleanliness the Uniform has-- it did just get delivered here so it smells like U.A. too. Sweat, fear, and oddly enough...cheese," Har-Har explained and laughed at the last part, placing one hand on her hip; her Uniform's top was a little tight on her so it sort of hugged her curves.

"Cheese... Why, cheese...? Did someone eat a burger, or something cheesy while delivering them?" With a roll of her eyes, Uviel stood up and yawned really big. Last night, she and her friend were both on the phone helping each other out with the written tests. There were just some things that the paper didn't properly explain enough, for her or Haru to understand.

"Haha, makes you wonder doesn't it?" Haru questioned in her light chuckle, then heard her friend shuffle around and open the closet door. Quickly she turned around and folded her arms, privacy was the number one thing she wanted to give people even though she couldn't physically see.

After a few minutes, Uviel sighed and adjusted her Uniform to how she preferred it. It was the average and proper style most students wore, but she slipped her large hoodie over her head and pulled the hood down; every piece of her was covered up, from head to toe, and even her legs were barely shown. She wore black spats-pants underneath, with a long and red cybernetic-looking pattern down the side of her legs, along with those brown shoes. Out of the closet, she took out a shiny, black leather mask and put it on, hiding most of her face even though her long bangs provided her coverage.