Reminiscent 1/?

[Lei]

Disclaimer: I would steal it, but there?s just too much to get away with ^^

AN: Heya... I'm new, author of Black Hair and Gray Eyes on FF.net a while back if anyone has read it. Umm... hi ^_^

This story is gonna seem a little strange, and the characters a little OC because I'm trying to incorporate their personalities into regular teenagers, hopefully doing good as well. Also, I don't know much about English schools and life, and I'm hoping that North America has influenced the people enough for this to be believable. If not, terribly sorry, but just pretend ^_^ I will be very much grateful for anyone who can help pick out errors.

This story is divided into three parts, and many, many chapters. Just to let you know. There will be a fair share of mistakes, thank you, I know. Feel free to comment and criticsize!

Reminiscent
A Gundam Wing fan fiction

Part 1
Chapter 1

?Hi Mum.? I stretched and gave her a hug from behind, still yawning in her ear. Mother is a lot shorter than me now. She has been since I was thirteen. Coincidentally, that was the year I felt as if I had to help protect her? for an adult she can need a lot of taking care of. But kids tend to forget that their parents are only human.

?Hello Relena?? She yawned too, obviously as tired as I am. ?Did you have a good sleep? You were up late chatting again."

?Yes Mother? I did. And I can?t help it! People only go on late now.? We grinned at each other and I let go, yawning down the hallways to my room and get ready for school?

Mother?s unstable. It?s not all bad, sort of ironic she?s a nurse, but since those days when I noticed the stress in her face, I realized she needed more support than she was getting. I followed her around the best I could, tried to be her confidence, but it?s hard when you?re thirteen years old, following a forty-four year old woman. Now Mom works a lot of the day, but I still manage to drop by her hospital; Heero, an old friend, gives me rides sometimes, sometimes Milliardo, my big brother.

?Zechs, wakey wakey!? He hates it when I do that, my little brother. I have no idea where the name Zechs came from though. My parents are weird?

?Relena? You?re a pain in the-?

?No swearing.? He threw a pillow at me, but in his stupor, only managed to get it off the bed. I walked into the bathroom and brushed my teeth and all. By the time I was done, Zechs was ready for his morning shower. He needed it too.

I packed my lunch and laid out my brothers?. Mum had already left, and Dad had a late night job so he slept through this. I remember the good old days when we would make our own lunches, and then my mom started to make things like sandwiches or noodles for us to take. Usually, it?s the other way around? for normal families.

?Zechs, you?re gonna be late!? The said boy stumbled out of the bathroom and hurriedly got ready, mumbling ?I know I know?? as he flew past. Unlike Milliardo and I, Zechs, true to our Greek heritage, was topped off with dark brown hair instead of blonde. We are full Greek, well, for the most part. They say an outsider with fair hair was married into our family, and introduced the light hair and skin with blue eyes genes. Every now and then someone in our family would also inherit those genes and turn out like our odd ancestor.

My father, brother, cousin and I all have it. It?s rare to have to many in a generation or two, and my grandparents interpreted it as some kind of sign. It was also our generation that immigrated to England instead of staying in Greece?

I threw my little brother?s lunch into his bag as he sped past and threw it at him before he forgot. Then, Milliardo came ever so gracefully stumbling out of his room. Oh brothers.

?Lunch is on the table, don?t forget. I?m leaving!? Millie grumbled as I pulled on my boots and shrugged my jacket and pack on. Catherine?s house was only a five minute walk, and from there she drove us to school. Catherine?s older than me by only a few months, therefore she could drive. I was still learning?

My scarf and mitts went on before I stepped out, the cool air blowing over my face. I reached up and let my hair down from it?s ponytail, hoping the strands would help block the winds. I don?t mind my legs freezing, it?s just my ears? they?re really sensitive for some reason.

Oh yeah, Zechs goes to school across the street, in my old secondary. I go to a post secondary school for the two years of sixth year extensions. That?s thirty minutes away.

At Catherine?s house, her dog ran up to me and nearly pushed me right back out the door. Catherine calmed her down with a cookie before I stepped in.

?Hi Relena!? Sylvia, my cousin, the last of this generation with our odd, odd genes; she lived with her big sister, Mia, down the street from Catherine. I waved to her, and sat between Hilde and Heero. Hilde?s been one of my best friends since I was ten, and Heero? we?ve got an interesting story together, actually.

Duo, Trowa, Quatre, and Midii were all there. We went in two groups, although at the same time. The guys, and the gals. It?s been this way since Catherine and Heero passed their tests. Trowa? has problems with looking out for stuff; he ran into a stop sign, somehow.

Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, Sylvia doesn?t actually go to the same school as us; she goes to a secondary school right behind us that has eight years instead of two. So, our school mooched off their football field, parking lot, and for the most part, garbage cans.

?So, are we ready?? I asked, looking around.

?Oh, wait, I forgot to brush my teeth.? Catherine got up and made her way to the bathroom while the rest of us silently shared signs of disbelief. Hilde accused Trowa of not reminding her; after all, they were twins.

Sylvia was squirming, I knew what that meant. She had something to say. And it was about boys too, I bet. She?s annoying and talkative, but she?s also good to have around when you?re depressed; she?ll cheer you up in no time.

?Okay, I give up, what do you have to say??

?Finally? Relena? you know that other guy you hang out with but never talks?? she sidled up to me.

?Wufei? What about him??

?I think he likes you.?

That was normal things to hear for me? ever since I was ten people have said there was ?chemistry? between me and my guy friends. Heero, Trowa, Quatre, Duo and now Wufei have all bee victims. I don?t know why though? I?ve never had that many crushes, and never had a boyfriend? never thought of it as necessary, so I took my time in it.

Sylvia, the guys and I all argued back and forth, the girls even took Sylvia?s side every now and then. We finally left, with me riding with the guys this time, and spent the ten minute ride in silence. I sat near the door, beside Quatre. With him was Trowa, Heero in front of me and Duo beside him. I desperately wished for the snow to stop; the roads were blocked so bad it took three times longer than normal to get there. Besides, I prefer to walk.

School was normal. In the Honors level of school, only Catherine, and I participated. Hilde, Midii, Heero and Quatre were all in it once, but they preferred more paperwork then listening. I rarely got to work with them in anything except for extra curricular activities. Therefore, we all participated in as many as we could. Today we were all gonna make signs?

Did I mention that Sylvia?s school also shared teams with us? Our football team and cheerleaders were the same. Really, we were practically the extension of them that focused mainly on Science. We were some of the best, which was why we?re still opened.

Classes flew by. Homework was rarely issued; usually it was the student?s choice. At lunch we all met in the gym and laid out rolls of paper. About fifty of us in all, the three gigantic strips were colored quickly. Heero and I were making a rather massive emblem of the Fire Bird?s.

Heero? ha, we?ve been since? well, official, when we were thirteen. However, I met him when I was ten? We took the same bus for school, and his sister would always invite me to sit with them then she made friends her own age and sat away from her brother, but Heero always seemed to save a spot for me. That scared me. Let?s just say I have a phobia of boyfriends and guys who show interest in me. I don?t know why, but I?ve never felt ready for it yet?

?I need more orange.? I leaned over and poured some yellow into his tray while he poured the red. I then went back to the freaky-looking ears.

We have been through a lot together? and because the other girls took a while to warm up to him, we?ve always been a little close. He?s one of my best friends? even though he?s turned his back on me a couple of times when we were younger. I don?t blame him though, for the first time in his life his options were open, and he didn?t know where to go. He was so busy trying to comprehend everything I fell into the background.

Then he turned around as stayed with his old life, his old friends, and his old path. I am, of course, referring to going onto secondary school, and making new friends. He had the option of becoming a sportsman, a scholar, or some other popular person, but instead he chose to stay in the background. I have never considered any other life. I?ll settle at the bottom rung, thanks.

By now you can tell we?re not your average kids. This was a decision made when we were fourteen. Fourteen-year-olds tend to try for the top, or run off, but Heero and I chose to stay at the bottom and help others. I think it?s because we both came from a different culture; Heero is Japanese and I?m Greek. Neither of us look it though. But anyways, with different societies, we were taught differently from what other were taught here. That showed us there was more than one way to go, and that there were choices no one else saw. Therefore, at an early age, we both learned to think for ourselves.

While I chose to customize my life, however, my brothers decided to go with what England told them to do, though, and I?m rather disappointed. Whatever, I?ve still got Heero to keep me busy?

?Wow guys that looks great!? Sylvia strode up to us, since her school was here with ours, and squatted to look at the emblem. She looked up at the emblems around our gym too. ?You guys decorated this place, right??

?She did with Boris?s help.? Boris is the guy I met at this school? who is exactly like the personality of mine when I?m hyper and happy. In other words, he?s insane. She was also Hilde?s old friend as well.

?Nice? where is the kid?? That was when he came back with the scarlet paint.

?It?s about time they finished with this? oh, nice work guys!? I rolled my eyes. When he had left, there was only the beak. Now we were practically done. Boris added the scarlet to make it look like shading, and some mixed with yellow to make a pinkish eye area. We then all stood back to admire our work.

?Damn.? Now we had to paint Fire Birds over it in a wavy manner. That was what the rest of the scarlet was for.

Boris poured the paint thinly over the area we were supposed to paint and Heero and I started to work on it. Boris?s job was to use the templates and set them down and securing it so we could paint without working about the letters. He did that then outlined each one, and took them off to admire his work. Meanwhile, Heero and I finished the two sides of the banner and sat back. It was his turn to do some work.

Sylvia, Hilde and Catherine were working on words on the other side of the banner. They then chided Sylvia for nearly making them spell ?soccer? instead of ?football?. Well, she was from North America. She moved here with her sister while a dispute between the family was going on. Her ?older brother? and his wife lived in London now too. He wasn?t actually her older brother, just a guy who lived with her for a long time. We had grown accustomed to calling him that though.

?Hey, Rel.? I looked over at Heero, who wasn?t looking at me but rather staring at the banner. ?How?s you?re? problem coming along??

?I?m alright? things could be better.? I patted his arm. ?Don?t worry, we?ll get through this.? He rolled his eyes, but I could tell he was still worried. I smiled. It was good to have a friend like him. He had tricked me into telling him my problems, and now he worried. Once, I would?ve blushed at his concern, but I?ve matured since then.

?Relena?? I looked over at him, and he looked down at his arm. I realized the problem and quickly pulled my hand away. Must?ve forgotten about it? then, suddenly, we both sneezed. I looked up and saw Sylvia glancing at me. She caught my eye and gestured over to Wufei, who was also watching at me.

Damnit, when did things get so complicated?

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In my opinion, too much explaining and too many big big paragraphs. Hopefully the style gets better as I write and get into the stry, though. I hope you liked!


-Lei

Next Chapter

[Raspberry]

This was good! It sounds really interesting!

BUT I have a question: how old is G-gang???

From those pointers I don't know :-?

but it?s hard when you?re thirteen years old

[...]

Fourteen-year-olds

So? How old are they? I'm not from England, but from what I know, you can have driver's license at 16... At least I think it's like that

[Gundamkp]

This story has got me.
Wufei liking Relena very good, but what about Heero?

More please.

You have to be Seventeen to learn to drive over here.

So i think they are between sixteen and seventeen.

[Raspberry]

Thanks for help!

Cuz I wasn't sure how old they are :-?

[Lei]

*phew* thank god, I thought it was sixteen, and I was gonna make Relena sixteen, but I wanted her to be older, for the plot. So... they're 17-18

Like I said, I don't actually know much about England, I'm just trying rewally hard to make it sound right >_<;;

Thanks for the comments so far!

[Gundamkp]

No Problem.

Please post the next charpter as soon as possible. :razz:

[Andrea]

I read this last night... I would really like to know where this is going, I'm kind of confused. I like your writing style, it's very refreshing... different. It's more spontaneous than what you usually read.

Your paragraphs are not big, they okay, so don't fuss about it.

Post the next chapter, I would really like to know what happens with Relena and Heero, and where does Wufei come in all this.

[Chibi-sitter]

Next chapter please!

Andrea's right about the paragraphs.
And I'm impressed with your style at your age, its great you started early gives you time to improve.

In my opinion, too much explaining and too many big big paragraphs. Hopefully the style gets better as I write and get into the stry, though. I hope you liked!

Visit the First Aid for writers forum. Very useful tips.
And I like the idea. I've been waiting for a story like this, I'm sure there are ones similar to it aroubd but I'm too lazy to look.