Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Down to Earth ❯ And so they meet.... ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Demon_Goddess_Reigha 
This isn't finished yet but please R&R!Arigato!
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.19.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 541 | Visits: 302 | Status: Work In Progress
This isn't finished yet but please R&R!Arigato!
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.19.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 541 | Visits: 302 | Status: Work In Progress
And so they meet…
Syra walked into her new school wondering what these new surroundings held for her. She was wearing her usual black baggy pants with her chains and black belt with her tight purple tank-top. She knew this place had a uniform, but she could really care less. She was already late so she figured the teacher wouldn't like her very much as it is. I wonder if my reputation will follow me here? she thought to herself then smirked. I hope not, then I'll have some major problems to deal with.
Syra opened the door to the classroom and casually walked in. In front of her, the teacher while holding "the pointer" eyed her with curiosity and a hint of suspicion flickered out of her every so often. To her side was a classroom filled with twenty-five or so students who were sitting in their desks sending her a blank stare. She then recognized one boy who sat in the back corner of the classroom and raised an eyebrow. Do I know that boy? she thought. No. How could I? I have had no contact with anyone my whole life. There isn't any way I could know him. She shook her head to the side to regain her senses and looked back up to the teacher. "Hello, I'm Syra, your new student," she stated in a monotonic voice.
The teacher stood there for a few moments tapping her stick on her hand, then responded, "Yes I can tell your new due to the fact you are late and that you are not in proper uniform. Do you have a pass from the office giving me your information?"
"Didn't know I was supposed to," she stated then added sarcastically, "Sorry."
"I don't like your tone of voice young lady. Now you will go straight to the office and bring that paper back to me immediately!" the teacher barked. Syra shrugged and turned to walk out of the classroom, but halted when the teacher added, "And tell Mrs. Urbem in the front office that Mrs. Brownstone sent you down to get a school uniform." Before she could say anything else Syra bolted out of the classroom into the empty hallway. Teachers on Earth are so strict compared to those in the colonies. I wonder why?
Syra made her way through the maze of hallways and finally came upon the front office. She pulled open the glass doors and entered the oh so welcoming place they call Student Affairs. She hastily walks over to a lady who looks like she has had one too many doughnuts and asks in a cool voice, "Could you please direct me to Mrs… uhm…Ur-bem?"
The lady gave her a quizzed look and said in a snobbish way, "I am she whom you seek."
Who does this lady think she is, talking to me like that! Syra thought. After a minute of glaring at the baka, she stated as calmly as she could, "I only asked you a simple question. You didn't have to be so rude. All I'm here for are my papers! Now are you just going to stand there on your swollen feet, or are you going to get me those papers!!!"
Syra walked into her new school wondering what these new surroundings held for her. She was wearing her usual black baggy pants with her chains and black belt with her tight purple tank-top. She knew this place had a uniform, but she could really care less. She was already late so she figured the teacher wouldn't like her very much as it is. I wonder if my reputation will follow me here? she thought to herself then smirked. I hope not, then I'll have some major problems to deal with.
Syra opened the door to the classroom and casually walked in. In front of her, the teacher while holding "the pointer" eyed her with curiosity and a hint of suspicion flickered out of her every so often. To her side was a classroom filled with twenty-five or so students who were sitting in their desks sending her a blank stare. She then recognized one boy who sat in the back corner of the classroom and raised an eyebrow. Do I know that boy? she thought. No. How could I? I have had no contact with anyone my whole life. There isn't any way I could know him. She shook her head to the side to regain her senses and looked back up to the teacher. "Hello, I'm Syra, your new student," she stated in a monotonic voice.
The teacher stood there for a few moments tapping her stick on her hand, then responded, "Yes I can tell your new due to the fact you are late and that you are not in proper uniform. Do you have a pass from the office giving me your information?"
"Didn't know I was supposed to," she stated then added sarcastically, "Sorry."
"I don't like your tone of voice young lady. Now you will go straight to the office and bring that paper back to me immediately!" the teacher barked. Syra shrugged and turned to walk out of the classroom, but halted when the teacher added, "And tell Mrs. Urbem in the front office that Mrs. Brownstone sent you down to get a school uniform." Before she could say anything else Syra bolted out of the classroom into the empty hallway. Teachers on Earth are so strict compared to those in the colonies. I wonder why?
Syra made her way through the maze of hallways and finally came upon the front office. She pulled open the glass doors and entered the oh so welcoming place they call Student Affairs. She hastily walks over to a lady who looks like she has had one too many doughnuts and asks in a cool voice, "Could you please direct me to Mrs… uhm…Ur-bem?"
The lady gave her a quizzed look and said in a snobbish way, "I am she whom you seek."
Who does this lady think she is, talking to me like that! Syra thought. After a minute of glaring at the baka, she stated as calmly as she could, "I only asked you a simple question. You didn't have to be so rude. All I'm here for are my papers! Now are you just going to stand there on your swollen feet, or are you going to get me those papers!!!"