YOH! Long time now see pple! Sorry 4 not updating for so long! Enjoy!
P.s: Some pple may recognize a few names... HEHEHE >:)
Melrin's POV:
I only met the new guy in my third class, Algebra. Miss Watson, with her stupid plastic smile, welcomed him to introduce himself to the class. Actually, it was more of 'ordered', given that she practically had to drag the poor dud to the front of the class. Pity. For him to become her pet one the first day was just plain bad luck.
He was about 180cm tall (Damn, why are guys always so tall?!), tousled black hair with his fringe swept casually to the side to reveal dark brown eyes. With his rather muscular, lean figure and fairly pale skin, he was quite a looker. But then, I wasn't that interested in boys (That doesn't mean I am on the OTHER side of the fence...). He gave a curt, brief introduction, just his name (Luke Elric) and place of birth (New York). During Miss Watson's speech about 'taking care', 'making friends' and other crap, I twirled my pencil in boredom, watching it land onto my notebook.
"...next to Miss Anderson," My pencil rolled off the table as I gave a start. Sitting up straight, I blinked stupidly at Miss Watson. A shiver ran down my spine and her thin lips once again twisted into a smirk. "Anderson, please stand up so Mr Elric would know where to sit." She repeated. I noticed she had dropped the "Miss". Scowling, I stood up grudgingly and removing my bad from the empty seat next to me. I had always kept that vacant seat for my bag, since no one ever wanted to sit near the front (BTW, three guesses who moved me forward.). Why couldn't that she-devil pick the seat at the back? Blind old hag.
"Anderson, you may sit down now. Unless you would want to remain standing in front of the class...?" Miss Watson said and I realized that the guy had already taken the seat. Feeling my neck grow a tad warmer, I sank down into my seat, glaring at my friends, Carson, Jay and Russell sniggering at the back. My eyes also caught furtive glances tossed by a few girls towards New Guy as well as menacing looks at me. Greta, no I'm being targeted by both my ever so charming Algebra teacher and a hoard of lovely ladies. All because of Mr Pretty Boy. Great.
As the lesson droned on, I started sketching out my water bottle, Miss Wilson's voice buzzing quietly in the background. Whispers and laughs could be heard at the back, adding fuel to my bad mood. "Those idiots, they're doing it on purpose." I muttered, outlining the base harder than necessary. It was only 5 minutes when I felt my neighbor's gaze. Glancing to my right, Luke's brown eyes darted back to his book as I caught him red-handed. Raising an eyebrow, I turned back to my sketch. After shading the cap of the bottle, I chanced another peek at Luke. This time, our line of contact locked into place. Just then, the air pressure around me became distinctively heavier, causing me to gasp for air, shuddering. Suddenly, Luke's hand clenched tightly, rage and annoyance clouded his eyes. I gulped.
What the hell? What did I do wrong? Is it because I caught him? Upon this thought, I felt affronted and annoyed. Shouldn't I be the one frustrated? He was the one spying on me! Gritting my teeth, I gave him my famous deadly glare, causing him to flinch.
"Anderson! Please stop harassing our new student and solve this problem on the board, "Miss Wilson bellowed, forcing me to break eye contact. The legs of my chair screeched while I pushed it back across the floor, making my way to the front. After scrawling the answer at the bottom, I made my way back to my seat. Luke had his head bent upon his notepad, scribbling down some notes. From then, he didn't make any more suspicious movements throughout the lesson.
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"Hey, Mels! Where's your new boyfriend?" Jay grinned as Rachel and I set down our lunch trays at the table, opposite him. He sat between Alex, Rachel's boyfriend, and Russell, Carson opposite them. Rolling my eyes and biting into my burger, I calmly said, "I don't know what'cha talking about." Rachel gasped, gaping dramatically at me. "Who is it? Is it the new guy? I heard that he's hot!" Even Alex, leaned in curiously to listen to my response. "Yep! Our dear Mels and the new dude were gazing at each other throughout Algebra! I mean, sure, no one can stand the crap taught. But, hey! There're other ways in killing time then staring at a guy. Admit it Mels, you got feelings for him! "Jay joked, sneakily reaching out to steal some of Russell's French fries. Sighing, I smacked Jay's hand away, Russell giving me a grateful look. "Nah, he was spying on me and when I caught him, he just got pissed off for no reason, "I recalled, grabbing a handful of French fries from Russell much to his horror. " And I gave him the glare, that's all," Stuffing them into my mouth, I looked around at the silent group.
"What?" I mumbled (Oh, excuse me for being such a disgusting pig!)
"You gave him... the Deadly Glare?" Russell asked, looking terrified.
I nodded.
Everyone exchanged glances and whispered amongst themselves, chibi-style." To think that he actually survived1" Carson shuddered.
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That dude's amazing!" Alex commented.
"Well, he is Mel's admirer," Jay faltered as I frowned at him. Having enough of the conversation, I gave the rest of my fries to Russell and walked out of the lunch hall, munching on the burger.
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3rd POV:
White Rabbit placed his empty cup back onto the saucer and returned them to his host. Standing up, he grabbed his cane." Well, time to find my hat!" he announced, brushing dirt of his coat. The host, cocked his head to the side, his smile never wavering as he stared down at the little figure. He was dressed in a white shirt with a green vest, along with loose trousers and loafers. Long, frail fingers clutched the red shawl draped over the man's shoulders, covering his fragile frame. Despite his weak appearance, he had a youthful appearance of a thirty year old, his hair still brown.
"Are you sure you won't stay here? My nephew would be delighted to have you!" the man asked. Mr Rabbit looked at the smiling man in silence, and then shrugged. "Mostly likely I will see him soon. I presume he attends South Chester High?" The man nodded, expressing neither shock nor anxiousness at the piece of personal information. The High Council had their sources, so it was not surprising that they would know everything about one of the few people in the world who have the potential of becoming Alice. He wasn't bragging.
"Is that the area where your hat had landed?" he replied. White Rabbit paused.
"Well, it is South," he mused, before leaping off from the window ledge, disappearing from sight. The man shook his head, rinsing the tiny cup and placed it back carefully onto his miniature china tea set. A rush of adrenaline rushed through his veins as his heart pounded with excitement. Finally, Luke was going to become Alice.
DONE! COMMENT PLEASE. Oh and please someone help me with the education system in the USA, London, ANYTHING! I ain't familiar with high school... Thanks! ~~
