FunCookie's Story

Note from FunCookie: I didn't know what to name this so...yeah. This story is about all the canon characters and my OCs in Akademi High School, and what goes on in their lives. I will use their friends who are other OCs, so I hope that's okay.

Contains violence.

Prologue
In a dark alleyway with no light...

''Yurei shines the torch around. There's nobody there...unless a few dumpsters, rubbish bags and homeless cats prancing around count. "Hello. I don't know who you are but can you please come out and talk to me." Yurei says out loud.''

''"Yurei Okaruto. So glad you came." an ominous voice says. Their hand grabs out, snatches Yurei's torch and throws it forcefully to the ground. A few seconds later, Yurei feels the sharp blade of a knife at her neck, not quite cutting it. "Listen, baka! Don't go near Kyoko Mikami or any of her friends at all. Marcella, Jack, Ai...all of them. Don't talk to them! If you go near Kyoko again, I will kill you. Understand, Yurei?!" said the voice. Yurei heard footsteps, reached out - and they weren't there.''

They had left Yurei in the dark, speechless and scared and torchless...and completely confused.

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''"Yoichi! Brush up those floorboards! Chop chop!" Miss Akiyama snapped. Yoichi sighed, getting the dustpan and brush and hurriedly brushing the floorboards, that had a few crumbs sprinkled on them. A few seconds later, Yoichi felt a pain...a wet pain...on the back of his head, then laughter. He turned around quickly. "What the...you little!" Yoichi rushed to Aya and started shoving the mop into her face. Aya shrieked and started slapping Yoichi, hard.''

''"Hey! Yoichi and Aya! Stop that! Right now!" Miss Akiyama yelled and took the two kids' ears. Aya burst into tears and Yoichi grimaced. "What do you say?" she snapped. "We love you, Miss Akiyama...and we're sorry!" Yoichi and Aya chanted. Yoichi glanced at Aya and Aya glanced back. Her blue eyes sparkled. Suddenly they were both laughing. Miss Akiyama slapped them and shoved them into their rooms.''

Yoichi sat on his bed, feeling angry and ashamed.

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''"What are you doing, Marcella?" Mrs White said to Marcella, who was hunched over her desk scribbling in her drawing pad. "Oh, just making my Anti-Bullying poster to replace the old one that got all torn. Look at my petition, Mum! It's completely full!" Marcella flashed the piece of paper with people's signatures in her mum's face. "That's nice! Well done, sweetie!" Mrs White said, patting Marcella's shoulder, but sounding bored.''

''"Don't you like it?" Marcella said. "I love it..." Mrs White said in a monotone voice, sounding even more bored than before. Tears went to Marcella's eyes. 'I tried so hard...' she thought. 'And she's bored!' Marcella looked at her mother. "Can you get out, Mum? I want to go to bed!" Mrs White went out quickly, as Marcella took off her stockings, her neck tie and went under the covers.''

''All night long, Marcella wept. All she wanted was her parents' attention.''

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''Kyoko sat on the sofa, strumming her guitar slowly. "I can't believe I got my own guitar...thank you again, Kiko!" Kiko smirked and struck a pose in her black nightie, doing a little dance around the room. Kumi came rushing into the room with Kae. "You look stupid!" Kumi laughed. Kae giggled and then took a mega leap onto the couch. Kyoko's guitar slipped out of her hands and fell on the floor, and Kyoko slowly flushed pink.''

''"What have you done?! You idiot!" Kae rushed to get it, but Kyoko shoved her. "I can't believe you! I'm never walking to you ever again!" Kiko strutted over, picking up the broken guitar, still exaggerating greatly and showing off. "Don't make such a big deal. I have enough money from my job to buy 3 guitars, never mind a replacement." Kyoko went even more pink. "Don't you understand?! You said there was only one pink acoustic guitar left, like the one..." She sat down sadly. "...like the one Mum had. When she played us songs..."''

Kyoko sat on the sofa, with teary eyes and a fresh memory of her mother.