Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Blood Bonds ❯ Getting Out ( Chapter 6 )

Blood Bonds

By Tygerlilee

Chapter Six

Getting Out

*Disclaimer: I don't own nuttin' so don't sue! ^_~

"Mrs. Lee, would you please send Heero Yuy to guidance as soon as class is over," the voice over the intercom stated rather than asked.

"Yes," was Mrs. Lee's short, pointed reply.

Heero already knew what this was about…his tests. Heero's stomach twisted into a double knot as he walked down the stairs, his face blank and in control-hiding what he was feeling as usual.

Heero wanted out of this place…but he was afraid to hope for it.

When Heero entered Miss Trident's office, she was not alone, so Heero stationed himself outside the door in her view.

"Heero," she called to him cheerfully. "Come in. These men want to speak with you about your test scores!" She was grinning madly, but that was no indication of anything since she was always smiling ear to ear.

Heero walked in and stood at attention in front the two men, who turned to shake his hand. "Heero, I am Mr. Bolt, and this is Mr. Rossi. We are representatives from The Lowery Institute, uh, it's a private school on colony XI-487," a man with a toothpick mustache told him.

Heero did not appear to be impressed, so the Mr. Rossi cut in. "Heero, according to your tests, you would be an ideal student for our school. We only accept the most gifted...in various areas, not just academic achievement. We have an excellent basketball team, and the volleyball team has been undefeated for the last five years. But your scores have caused much notice among various schools. We hurried here in hopes of meeting you first," said he smiling.

Heero groan inwardly. These morons were building up their school and trying to get first dibs on him. He thought that he had done well on the second test, but he bombed the first test. What on earth did he score?

The two men could see that they were not going anywhere with this line of talk. "Heero," Mr. Bolt began, "Not only are your scores such that you could be accepted, but you could also get a full scholarship...tuition paid, room and board paid, meals paid, your uniforms and school fees paid." He stopped to see if this had any affect on the stoic boy.

Uniforms...great...this school was probably his worst nightmare of a preppy private institute. "I'll think about it," he said blankly.

The men looked at each other, their eyebrows knitted into questions, and excused themselves...they had a shuttle to catch for another colony to see another student-but if he had any questions or decided to go to the institute, then here was their e-mail address.

After they left, Miss Trident gave Heero a very "disappointed" look-disappointed meaning that she had forced her face into a frown. "Heero, those people could get you into one of the best schools in all of the colonies AND Earth put together! Maybe you don't understand, but the Lowery Institute is a marvelous school. Personally, I didn't expect you to do well enough for them to even LOOK at you."

Heero looked straight at her. "They were trying to force me into going to their school simply because they got here first-like a dog marking its territory. I don't like it when other people try to control me," he told her, his face completely serious.

"Well, that does make some since...all teenagers hate to be controlled," she conceded kindly, and heaved a heavy sigh.

"What were my scores?" Heero asked her suddenly.

Miss Trident brightened up and smiled broadly again. "You made a perfect score on the standardized test. The I.Q. test is not measured by a score, but rather what several psychologists think is your I.Q. Just for comparison's sake--100 is average, 120 is intelligent, and 150 is considered so intelligent that it is hard for one to communicate normally...notice that I said normally, not always. Everyone is different. I believe they may score all the way up to 200. According to your test, your I.Q. is 147," she ceased talking for the moment.

Heero thought for a moment, letting what she had said sink in. Okay, so he was supposedly three units away from not being able to communicate with other people according to a test that he bombed. He bet psychologists graded it.

"May I go back to class?" Heero asked.

Miss Trident's eyes widened in shock at the ineffectiveness of her words. "Sure, go ahead," she said, disappointed.

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Heero walked back to class slowly, stopping at every water fountain, his mind a cloudy gaze. He could get out, and easily!

He would have to barrow a computer in the library to do some research...if he had free reign of just about any school, he better look into them and decide which he wanted to go to.

Heero stayed after school, his face glued to the computer. He had three hours before work started and he wanted to get some research out of the way.

He logged on and began his search, thankful that he was extremely computer literate.

Work was boring and the clock hands lazily slithered around in their perfect patterns. Heero could not wait to quit; he couldn't wait to get out.

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Over the next several weeks, representatives from ten schools came to see Heero and he regularly received fifteen letters at school about various places.

But Heero had made his decision. He had decided to accept the Lowery Institute's offers. That really was the best school-he had checked it thoroughly. He had e-mailed them this morning with his acceptance.

In a couple weeks, Heero would be out of here...he was getting out.

Somehow, his apartment didn't seem so cold and lonely anymore, and work quite a long and tedious. He was getting out and that was all that mattered.

He was getting out.

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A/N okay, from this point on, I hope that this fic will have a much happier tone to it...just be ready for the major plot line change, you might get confused if I don't write carefully. (cackles evilly) You'll never guess where this story is REALLY going...well...not yet anyway. After this chapter you MIGHT figure it out, but don't count on it-I pride myself on plot twists and unexpected endings (famous last words O.o ).

Oh, that stuff about I.Q. is all true and NO I didn't base it on me...I don't have an I.Q. of 147, although I wish I did. Then maybe I could have had an easier time in all of my AP classes...stupid Tygerlilee took three this year and is taking even more next year!! Geesh...I'm a glutton for punishment...anyway...

Please FEED My BOX!!! IT'S GETTING HARD TO LIVE WITH IT'S WHINING!!