Fan Fiction |
by .::SiLlY KiTtY::.
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Form six is the last year of high school there, the year of their HKCCE, which is the exam for University.
Hong Kong International School does exist in Hong Kong, International school are normally private schools and it teaches foreign language, this one teaches English and they have Chinese as the second language there.
There are many types of school, some are better than the rest. They are put into groups by the term of 'band'. Band 5 or issit band 3 is the lowest and worst school, whilst band 1 is the highest quality.
Hope those will help!
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- Characters introduced -
Yu Chiu
Charlene Choi
Gillian Chung
Edison Chen
Steven Cheung
Kenny Kwan
Joey Yung
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Paper planes and scrunch papers flew across the room, anybody in the class were likely to be a victim.
It was already the start of winter, male students either wore long sleeve white shirts with a blue tie or a shirt with a jumper over and tie tucked in, their pants were grey. The female students wore white shirt, blue tie and blue skirt. Some also had their blue jumper over.
Most students were running around in the class room, talking loudly, some even stood on the desks and chairs. Otherwise they were fidgeting with their electronic equipments including a MP3 or a mobile phone. In contrast a few students were reading books or studying for their tests.
Surprisingly the class students were in their last year of high school, the year of pressure, decisions and seriousness. It was the year for HKCCE, the Hong Kong exam to graduate to reach University. Even though the school was a band one international school, the students were definitely not discipline.
“Can you all shut up? I need to talk on the phone?” A female student with long straight hair and a slender body yelled standing up.
Nobody paid attention to her words, they resume back to their noisiness as the girl pouted. Sitting next to her was her friend, she wasn’t aware of what was happening, because she was too busy listening to her MP3. Her friend may not look as mature or as feminine as her, yet she had a young and childish looking face. Her face was round yet sharp on her chin. Her eyes were attractive as it was round and large. Her shoulder length wispy hair was dyed golden brown.
“They are so rude.” The girl complained, her friend didn’t hear.
The girl ruthlessly leaned over and pulled the ear plug off her friend’s ear, “Charlene, what kind of friend are you? You are not talk to me!” She complained.
Charlene was confused; her eyes filled with innocence asked softly, “Huh? What did you just say Yu?”
Another girl sitting next to Charlene laughed, that girl had a very petite figure, even more petite than Charlene. Her hair was black and the same length as Charlene’s, she had an extremely delicate and mature looking face as it was quite long and thin.
“Charlene, you are so ignorant.” That girl said. Her name was Gillian.
She felt something tapping her from the back, she ignored it but it became annoying as it continued to tap her. She turned around furiously and screamed, “What?” Her face was flushed in redness.
“Hi Charlene.” A boy said meekly, obviously he purposely did it and Charlene knew that was why she ignored it at the beginning.
“Stop annoying me!” Charlene complained standing upright.
The boys behind roared in laughter, they like to watch her reaction, the more she defended back and the funnier it was.
The class suddenly quietened down, turning around, they saw the professor with black trimmed round glasses entering. A scrunch ball of paper collided onto her head, next it slowly fell to the ground.
She looked at the class sternly and fakes a cough, “Good morning class.” She announced loudly and strictly.
“Good morning Missy Yeung.” The class greeted mocking her name near the end by emphasising it.
While the professor read out the announcement for the form room class, nobody tend to be paying attention. Afterward Professor Yeung called the role searching for people absent.
Directly after she closed the folder of the role, the door opened and unsurprisingly a handsome looking student walked in. First glance, it was obvious that he was a bad boy with dyed blonde and spiked up hair. His tie hung loose from his collar, bottom shirt floated down from his jumper and buttons undone from the very top three buttons.
“Morning missy, slept in.” He apologized mischievously without a single sign of panic.
“I don’t care, as usual come see me in this room after school.” Professor Yeung demanded.
“Not to worry, I will. I know how much you can’t withstand not seeing me missy.” Edison continued as most of the class laughed at his comments.
“What’s so funny?” Charlene asked confused, she never paid attention and especially when it comes to Edison.
Shaking her head impatiently Yu couldn’t be bothered replying, “Don’t worry.”
The bell rang and the students walked out to their first subject. Charlene walked alone the corridor to meet up with other friends. Before finding other friends, she met up with Edison and his group, which were the people that annoyed Charlene earlier.
“Hi Charlene!” One greeted pleasantly with a mocking tone, he was rather tall and his hair was cut very short and dyed orange, he was Steven.
“Hump!” Charlene sneered at them childishly. Her action caused the entire group to laugh at her.
“I always wondered about your age. You look like a twelve years old, how old are you really? Because you sure don’t seem to be in Form xix.” Another one, which was a bit shorter said, he had very perfect and a little bit girly features, his hair was rather long and it was red. He was Kenny.
“What are you talking about? I am sixteen and I am mature!” Charlene defended and stomped her feet, walking pass them to her class.
Their laughter didn’t fade, it was still loud and clear no matter how much she walked. She turned around and after a long time, she realised that they were still following her.
“Stop following me!” She complained frustrated.
“Yeah stop following her.” Edison agreed, chuckling pushing the others away yet he continued to walk behind Charlene.
“Why are you still following me?” She asked halting to her step.
“I am not, remember, we are in the same Maths class.” Edison said with a smirk.
Defeated by his reply, she ignored him and continued to walk. Edison chased up to her casually put his arm around her shoulder; she immediately pushed it off and fisted him on the chest.
“Relax, I only want your number.” Edison said nonchalantly putting his hand out like he surrendered.
He enjoyed teasing and annoying Charlene, her reaction was desirable to watch. He discover the entertainment of her confusion and her childish behaviour, suddenly she turns angry and flushed with redness.
“I don’t have one.” Charlene simply replied, reaching the classroom she walked in and spotted her best friend.
Her best friend had round eyes like her, the face also round and a bit chubby. Her hair were long and wavy, streaked blonde and brown, she looked feminine as she was applying lip gloss onto her lip.
“Joey, Edison and they are so annoying.” Charlene complained.
Joey laughed, “They mean no harm. I pity you though because you are the victim of their teases.” She said.
“You are just helping them because they are your boyfriend’s friend.” She said pouting.
Charlene’s phone rang, the time unexpected since it was class time even though the professor hadn’t arrived, yet people that knew her understood when and when not to ring her up. Flipping the phone open to display, the caller identity had no name, it was a new number.
“Guess what? I have your number anyways.” The voice spoke immediately, it was Edison. Charlene looked up and witnessed him walking in holding the phone and smirking at her.
“You stupid idiot, you stupid pervert, you stupid brat! Who do you think you are to get my number and ring me up?” Charlene shouted through the phone and immediately closed it shut.
The phone shut followed by Edison’s phone. He approached Charlene leaning down, his hands clutched her desk, his eyes deeply looked into her eyes, “You should use better words than those little words. Oh yes that’s right, you are underage to swear.” Edison teased.
She despite people that indicated she looked like a kid. She felt that it was discrimination. She was a sixteen year old girl just like others. The problem was her height and her young face. It wasn’t her fault. Therefore Charlene glared at his insult preparing to argue back.
“Edison, stop harassing her.” Joey interrupted.
The rest of the class watched in interest. Anything to do with Edison was entertainment and certainly it spreads out to the rest of the school, to the ears of people that supports Edison or attempting to join his group or girls that adored him.
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Fortunately it was Friday, no school until Monday. It was an advantage meaning she won’t have to face Edison and his group of annoying people, the rebel and to Charlene they only tried to be ‘cool’.
The evening was becoming darker and darker and the season was turning colder each day. Casually Charlene entered her home turning on the light. Around her was a beautiful and pleasant household, it was big compared to the average size of Hong Kong’s housing.
She was in fact a lucky girl. The economic of Hong Kong had a great downfall in the pass recent years. Although her parents didn’t own any businesses but they have a highly educated degree offering them a high paid career, earning a lot annually. They could afford a good living environment for Charlene, purchase her items she desired for and send her to Hong Kong International School (HKIS).
Her family also loved her heaps. They treated her like a princess. Even when they were both busy with work, they were certain to prepare dishes for her to cook, understand she doesn’t know how to prepare food to eat.
Spooning her bowl of desert, she plopped onto the comfortable sofa and switched on the television. The light from the television flashed out, series of pictures ran through the screen. The monotony of the documentary almost tempted her to doze off especially when the heater was on spreading out sensational warmth towards her.
The tone of her phone indicated a received message awoke her from her dream world. Realising it was a message with an image attached. Opening it she quickly shut her phone witnessing the face of Edison smirking at her. She was completely disgusted by his face.
“Disgusting.” Charlene spatted.
She turned the mode to camera and took a photo of herself as if she was about to vomit. Reconsidering again and again, at last she sent it to Edison an hour afterwards.
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The massive and luxurious door opened heavily by a servant. With his hands in his school pants while whistling to a tune he walked in nonchalantly.
“Good evening young master Chen.” The servant in white greeted bowing politely at Edison.
“You are back late.” A woman’s sharp voice commented.
Edison spun to face her with a grin, “Yes, I am late. Why are you home so early? Why aren’t you out looking for some men to sleep with?” He retorted.
The woman was in her middle age, approximately thirty. She had long hair and make up completely covered her face like a mask. After Edison’s retort, she stood up in rage. Fury covered her face, her eyes displayed heating anger.
“I am after all your dad’s wife, I am considered as your mother. You are supposed to respect me.” She demanded calmly.
Edison laughed mockingly, “You are not my mum. Don’t try replacing my mum’s place because you can’t! My mum is not a slut like you. Don’t you dare say that you are my mother ever again.” He threatened.
His explosion frightened her, breathing rapidly she sat back down onto the sofa. She could never control Edison and the more he was around, the harder between her husband and her relationship improve.
He loved to watch that woman defeated and scared, it was his job to traumatize her. He can easily admit to everybody that he loathed her and would do anything to ruin her relationship with his dad.
Thinking back of what he did, he was extremely happy and plopped onto his king size bed, the spring bounced back laying down unstable. He felt his phone vibrating not long and immediately took it out, wondering whether the message was delivered from Charlene.
“Haha!” As he saw the photo, he couldn’t control his laughter. The photo was hilarious because Charlene looked very innocent and dumb. The most important was that she was annoyed.
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Hehe... how's the first chapter? issit boring? ^>^... kekez....
Commentz and criticism accepted! ^^
.::SiLlY KiTtY::.
15/9/04