Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Take Flight With the Dragon ❯ Morning Meetings ( Chapter 3 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Jams: ::yawns:: It's way to early for me to be doing this.
Seto Plushie: Early?! It's 8a.m.!
Jams: That's early for someone who sleeps until noon.
Seto Plushie: >.> Point taken...
Jams: Jou Jou and Yugi are smart. They're still in bed. ::yawns again:: But I wanted to post this for my Dragon friends. ^^ ::huggles Dragon and Yami Dragon::
Seto Plushie: Would you like me to do the disclaimer?
Jams: ::skepitcal look:: You're being awfully pleasant this morning... >.>
Seto Plushie: ::shrug:: Anyway, Jams dosen't own Yu-Gi-Oh or the characters within. She does, however, own the original character mentioned in this chapter.
Jams: I own me? O.o
Seto Plushie: Well you ARE the original character.
Jams: Yeah I did put me in this chapter, a younger me I might add. Wish I was a teen again.
Seto Plushie: Jams... You've been 20 for HOW many days now?
Jams: 17 But, that's not the point! ::bops Seto Plushie's head:: Anywho... There's a tiny bit of good humor Tristan bashing in this chapter. I'm not dissin' the guy, just pokin' some playful fun at him. ^^ I would never diss! I lurf Tristan!! ::glomp::
***********************************************************************< br /> Take Flight With the Dragon
Chapter 2
Morning Meetings
Monday morning, a time of dred for almost any student. There were some who enjoyed school, and some that didn't.
Joey was one who didn't. He was sitting near the windows, away from his friends, with his notebook in front of him and a dreamy look on his face. He was lost in the world of Red Eyes until a light wrapping of knuckles on his skull and a quirky feminine voice penetrated to his brain.
"Daydreaming again, Jou?"
Joey's mind flashes for a split second.
'Daydreaming again, Mutt?'
Joey blanked for a second, then looked up into the playful, turquoise eyes of the recent addition to their close-knit group, Jams. (A/N Yay! It's me!! ^^)
"Oh, hey."
"You don't sound too enthused to see me," Jams crossed her arms in mock pout, then kicked a chair to sit in front of Joey's desk with her arms resting on the back in what used to be called 'Joey Style' by the group.
"Sorry," Joey yawned, "Just woke up."
"I can see that," Jams looked down at the drawing sitting on the desk between them, "So where's that Red Eyes you promised me?"
"Guess I've been a bit preoccupied."
"Selfish prick," the girl said with a playful glare.
Joey couldn't help but like Jams. Many people teased that they could almost be twins, both in looks and personality. She was a bit shorter than Joey, and her hair was cut in the same style, only darker in color.(A/N It's true. I was told that my hair from the back looks like Joey's! If ya wanna see a pic just let me know.) The two often acted identical, earning Jams the nicknames "Jou's Female Counterpart" and "Joey's Yami" from Yugi.
Said girl was tracing a finger along the collar of her blue uniform jacket. The tomboy had informed the school that she wanted a boy's uniform on her first day of school.
"Tristan asked me out Saturday," she said, changing the subject.
"Oh?"
Joey knew that Tristan had been crushing on Jams the moment she walked through the classroom door on her first day. He was looking forward to the day his taller friend would finally find the guts to ask her.
"I told him it would be like dating you."
"And what's wrong with dating me?!"
"Nothing," a faint pink rose to the girl's cheeks, "but think about it from Tristan's angle."
Joey blanked for a moment, then his eyes lit and both teens dissolved into laughter.
"Guess ya gotta point."
"So does Tristan. Right on top of his head."
Joey knew exactly what she meant. The ever present spiked hairstyle of one Tristan Taylor. (A/N I wonder how much haircare products he goes through a day...) At that the two giggled again.
Their fun was cut short, however, when a certain blue eyed CEO decided to make his presence known. Jams rolled her eyes.
"Reservation for asshole, party of one."
Seto glared at her for a moment, then turned his attention to the blonde sitting accross from her.
"I need to see you after school," he said curtly.
"Oh, really? How come?" Jams asked.
"That's none of your business," the brunette snapped.
"Yo, don't get so snarky, Sparky!"
Seto ignored her, turning back to Joey, "3:30 on the roof," and with that he walked off.
"Wonder what THAT was all about," Jams thought aloud. (A/N Yes I think out loud AAAAALL the time!)
Her answer was a shrug of Joey's shoulders. At that moment, the bell rang, signaling the start of class. As the students began to pull out their supplies, Joey snuck a glance at Seto, wondering what the brunette could possibly want with him.
This was going to be a long day.
End Chapter 2
***********************************************************************< br /> Jams: What does everyone think of me? ::big chibi eyes::
Seto Plushie: That you're a rude little shit.
Jams: ::thwacks Seto Plushie with fying pan:: Only to you ya big jerk!! I'm mean to people who are mean to me or my friends. ::waves frying pan like a raving lunatic:: Dragon, Keysha, Raven, Vera.... If you guys have flamer problems, send 'em to me!!
Seto Plushie: O.O Jams, calm down. It's too early for you to be pissed. Please leave some positive feedback. Jams! Take that Meijer's gift card and buy a chill pill!!
Seto Plushie: Early?! It's 8a.m.!
Jams: That's early for someone who sleeps until noon.
Seto Plushie: >.> Point taken...
Jams: Jou Jou and Yugi are smart. They're still in bed. ::yawns again:: But I wanted to post this for my Dragon friends. ^^ ::huggles Dragon and Yami Dragon::
Seto Plushie: Would you like me to do the disclaimer?
Jams: ::skepitcal look:: You're being awfully pleasant this morning... >.>
Seto Plushie: ::shrug:: Anyway, Jams dosen't own Yu-Gi-Oh or the characters within. She does, however, own the original character mentioned in this chapter.
Jams: I own me? O.o
Seto Plushie: Well you ARE the original character.
Jams: Yeah I did put me in this chapter, a younger me I might add. Wish I was a teen again.
Seto Plushie: Jams... You've been 20 for HOW many days now?
Jams: 17 But, that's not the point! ::bops Seto Plushie's head:: Anywho... There's a tiny bit of good humor Tristan bashing in this chapter. I'm not dissin' the guy, just pokin' some playful fun at him. ^^ I would never diss! I lurf Tristan!! ::glomp::
***********************************************************************< br /> Take Flight With the Dragon
Chapter 2
Morning Meetings
Monday morning, a time of dred for almost any student. There were some who enjoyed school, and some that didn't.
Joey was one who didn't. He was sitting near the windows, away from his friends, with his notebook in front of him and a dreamy look on his face. He was lost in the world of Red Eyes until a light wrapping of knuckles on his skull and a quirky feminine voice penetrated to his brain.
"Daydreaming again, Jou?"
Joey's mind flashes for a split second.
'Daydreaming again, Mutt?'
Joey blanked for a second, then looked up into the playful, turquoise eyes of the recent addition to their close-knit group, Jams. (A/N Yay! It's me!! ^^)
"Oh, hey."
"You don't sound too enthused to see me," Jams crossed her arms in mock pout, then kicked a chair to sit in front of Joey's desk with her arms resting on the back in what used to be called 'Joey Style' by the group.
"Sorry," Joey yawned, "Just woke up."
"I can see that," Jams looked down at the drawing sitting on the desk between them, "So where's that Red Eyes you promised me?"
"Guess I've been a bit preoccupied."
"Selfish prick," the girl said with a playful glare.
Joey couldn't help but like Jams. Many people teased that they could almost be twins, both in looks and personality. She was a bit shorter than Joey, and her hair was cut in the same style, only darker in color.(A/N It's true. I was told that my hair from the back looks like Joey's! If ya wanna see a pic just let me know.) The two often acted identical, earning Jams the nicknames "Jou's Female Counterpart" and "Joey's Yami" from Yugi.
Said girl was tracing a finger along the collar of her blue uniform jacket. The tomboy had informed the school that she wanted a boy's uniform on her first day of school.
"Tristan asked me out Saturday," she said, changing the subject.
"Oh?"
Joey knew that Tristan had been crushing on Jams the moment she walked through the classroom door on her first day. He was looking forward to the day his taller friend would finally find the guts to ask her.
"I told him it would be like dating you."
"And what's wrong with dating me?!"
"Nothing," a faint pink rose to the girl's cheeks, "but think about it from Tristan's angle."
Joey blanked for a moment, then his eyes lit and both teens dissolved into laughter.
"Guess ya gotta point."
"So does Tristan. Right on top of his head."
Joey knew exactly what she meant. The ever present spiked hairstyle of one Tristan Taylor. (A/N I wonder how much haircare products he goes through a day...) At that the two giggled again.
Their fun was cut short, however, when a certain blue eyed CEO decided to make his presence known. Jams rolled her eyes.
"Reservation for asshole, party of one."
Seto glared at her for a moment, then turned his attention to the blonde sitting accross from her.
"I need to see you after school," he said curtly.
"Oh, really? How come?" Jams asked.
"That's none of your business," the brunette snapped.
"Yo, don't get so snarky, Sparky!"
Seto ignored her, turning back to Joey, "3:30 on the roof," and with that he walked off.
"Wonder what THAT was all about," Jams thought aloud. (A/N Yes I think out loud AAAAALL the time!)
Her answer was a shrug of Joey's shoulders. At that moment, the bell rang, signaling the start of class. As the students began to pull out their supplies, Joey snuck a glance at Seto, wondering what the brunette could possibly want with him.
This was going to be a long day.
End Chapter 2
***********************************************************************< br /> Jams: What does everyone think of me? ::big chibi eyes::
Seto Plushie: That you're a rude little shit.
Jams: ::thwacks Seto Plushie with fying pan:: Only to you ya big jerk!! I'm mean to people who are mean to me or my friends. ::waves frying pan like a raving lunatic:: Dragon, Keysha, Raven, Vera.... If you guys have flamer problems, send 'em to me!!
Seto Plushie: O.O Jams, calm down. It's too early for you to be pissed. Please leave some positive feedback. Jams! Take that Meijer's gift card and buy a chill pill!!