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- TMoHS fanfic (WIP)
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- Created By LilyWhite
The Dimensional Unification of Haruhi Suzumiya - Part 1
So, this is my first one. Mind that this is a WIP. I don't even have a good title for it yet. Spellcheck, anyone?
and btw, a '+' means Alan speaking, n a '-' means the other characters.
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Part 1 :
- “Go back to your seat, Alan.”
+ “But, but, I-“
- [slightly mad] “No way. If you don’t want your score to go down agai.....”
Off, the volume in my head went. I’m not hearing that teacher ranting things about my laziness anymore. What with my low score, and my inability to remember, plus the teacher’s lameness, I don’t wanna care about it anymore. I just wanted him to make my score a bit higher, so that I won’t fail, but he won’t do it, being a selfish butt as usual. Since the start of the year, damn it! I want my old science teacher back! And I know my friends thought of the same thing too. We’re all losers, obviously. And fortunately, the bell rung and I walked out quickly.
My bike is still functioning, fortunately. The bullies are being a bit nicer to me today, thanks to the extra protection money I gave them. I have to do something today by mom’s request, and I just love it. She told me to go and pick my new (actually used) laptop from a computer shop near my sister’s school. Quite sudden then, but I went “Yay!” right at that time, to my mom’s amusement. I never got to use a laptop before, even though my dad has one. “I have some work to do”, the usual answer when I asked his permission to use it. And off to the shop I went, after school.
The shop seemed strange when I arrived there. It has this….. what should I say…. strange wires sticking out of the back of the shop, going into the ground by a tube of some sort. I wondered a while, but shelved that thought without noticing a tiny shining light coming from the tube. When I went into the shop, it’s a bit messy. There’re wires strewn across the inside of the shop, as what I should expect of a used computer reseller’s shop. Well, the shopkeeper is not around, and I saw a running laptop, so, go figure. I’m such a playful and curious kid around computers. I like to explore around the system, and broke 3 school computers before, all from seemingly random incidents. ‘Course I’m not blamed in any way, I’m smart enough to lie perfectly. Heheh. With all the program in my pen dri-
- “HEY! What’re you doing on that computer!? I’m still ridding it of program defects!”
My memories got cut off. I turned around to the sight of a medium-built man with a bunch of CDs and a pirated Windows XP DVD in one hand, in a clear CD case. He is certainly mad, and a bit shocked when I turned around.
+ “Oh, sorry, I thought it’s a display computer of some sort-”
- “It’s a computer I’m still processing! Hands off!”
+ “I’m just looking at it.”
- “I saw you typing something there.”
Ok, I’ll consider to put this guy in my ‘scary-guys-who-should-not-be-argued with’ list.
+ “I’m not!”
- “I don’t believe you.”
And now he’s in the list.
- “Do you have any business here? Or are you planning to steal things again???”
+ “'Again'? What 'again'? I’m here to pick up a laptop. I have never even stepped in here before.”
The guy cooled down a bit.
- “A laptop? There's a phone order for that early this morning. What’s your name?”
+ “Alan Lee.”
- “And your mother’s?”
+ ”Clare. Emma Clare.”
The guy looked a bit confused, and looked at me funny.
- [whisper] “That’s why your face looked simil-”
+ “What?”
- “Oh, nothing. I’ll go check something up. Don’t go anywhere.”
+ “Why would I?”
He went, and returned with a small laptop bag, and strange smile.
- “Sorry, I can't control my anger levels just then. Stress much. Here’s your laptop, and your receipts. Have a nice day!”
+ “Uhhh, thanks...”
I fetched my bike and rode back home, wondering why he is doing something like that and firmly gripping my precious new laptop.
The guy whispered to himself as soon as I left :
- “Let’s see if you’re as good as your mother.”
[smirk]
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