Fan Fiction ❯ New Kid ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

New Kid by Reaper Ayane. (Or in this case, Lovely Wolf Girl)

Disclaimer: I do not own Dead Like Me, Dammit!

Chapter 1

(George is walking around her room, prepping for the day ahead)

George: (VO) Everyday, we all try to plan how our day will go. Needless to say, it never goes exactly as planned. We always manage to fuck something up and it changes our internal schedule. But some days, people around us change our plans. Today was one of those days.
(George Pedals up to Der Waffle Haus and parks her bike. She walks inside and makes a beeline for the usual table, but she is distracted by a girl in the booth next to theirs. She looks about 17 and has long, brown silky hair. She is wearing a black t-shirt, blue jeans and a red trenchcoat. She is typing away at a laptop. She is also wearing glasses that bend down in a v towards the lens and a long cookie like item covered in chocolate in her mouth. The Girl looks at George for a while but says nothing)

Roxy: George! Over here!
(George stops staring at the girl and takes a seat next Rube and across from Mason)
George: Do you have a post it for me Rube?

Rube: In time Peanut. Wait until the food arrives.

George: But I'm not hungry.

Roxy: We didn't order anything for you anyway.
(The food arrives and everyone except George starts Eating)
George: Now can I have my Post it Rube?

Rube: (finishing off a piece of Bacon) Dammit, Peanut, You are impatient. I want you all to meet somebody first.

George: Who?

Daisy: Rube says it's a reaper transferring from Japan.

Mason: I hope it's one of those Japanese Prostitutes. (He starts drooling a bit. Daisy rolls her eyes)

George: (VO) Even though Mason has cleaned up his act, I don't think he will ever change. Keep reaching for that star Mason.

Girl from the booth: Man, I can't even escape Perverts when I leave Japan. (The girl gets on her knees on the booth's seat and steals some bacon from Mason's plate)

Rube: Everybody, this is Sierra. She is our new transfer from Japan.
(A look of Sadness comes across Mason's face.)

Rube: Sierra, this is Roxy (Sierra shakes her hand), Daisy (They shake hands but exchange hateful looks), Mason (extends his hand, but Sierra backs away from it like its Diseased), and George.

George: How do you do? (Extends her hand and Sierra shakes it)

Sierra: Rube, you didn't tell me you worked with Toilet Seat Girl.

George: (VO) Great, even people from across the Pacific knew who I was. For years to come, I will be known by the reapers as toilet seat girl. Better start getting used to it.

Mason: (staring at her) Even if you aren't a Japanese hooker, I would still pay to have you in bed. (Sierra punches him across the cheek manages to crack Mason's neck.)

Mason: Ow. (Daisy tries to suppress a laugh)

Roxy: Damn Girl! You got a pretty good right straight on you.

Sierra: That's how I deal with perverts like him.

Roxy: I like you already.

George: (VO) At that point, I had a feeling that wasn't going to be the only time Sierra was going to injure Mason in some way.

George: So what brings you to Seattle?

Sierra: It's complicated, too early in the morning to explain.

Rube: Ok, everyone, here are your post its. (Gives everyone a post it and gives Sierra hers Last) First post it since your transfer.

Sierra: Actually no, I had to pop a soul on the plane over. Poor guy. It was some suit from Japan going to America for the first time. Tripped in the aisle, fell on a trolley and sped forward until he went headfirst with the cabin door. (looks at her post it) Hey, this is an address of a music store I went to alot when I used to live here. Maybe it's someone who works there. Then that would take care of my job problem. (looks at her watch and starts packing her things.)I have to be there in an hour, so goodbye.

George: (VO) For some reason, at that moment, I was compelled.

George: Let me go with you. (stands)

George: (VO) I had to go with her. I don't know why, I just had to.

Sierra: Alright Toilet Seat. (Swings her laptop bag over her shoulder and starts towards the door, George follows)

Mason: (spits something into his hand) I think she knocked a tooth out.

Rube: That's Vash for ya. (puts money out on the table and leaves)