Misunderstandings
Part 5
by Blue Violet
"Hey Katrina, what did Kevin tell you during lunch time today?" asked
Cherie, a tall girl with curly brown hair. "Come on, you gotta
tell us! I saw him stop by your table when you were having lunch
with that new boy."
"Oh, nothing much," said Quatre in a feminine voice. "He stopped by to
talk to Trowa, actually."
"Just tell us what Kevin said to you!"
"He asked me if I wanted to hang out with him later," said Quatre. "But
I said no cos I told him I was hanging out with you girls."
"Katrina! You shouldn't have declined his invitation!" said a girl with
a short blonde bob. "He's the cutest guy in school!"
It was later in the afternoon and Quatre aka Katrina was hanging out
with the girls he made friends with during the school time. Now they
were in Cherie's room, gossiping about clothes, guys, make-up and whatever
it was that girls liked to gossip about.
"I think Kevin likes you," commented Kayla, the red-head who Quatre had
spent most of the day with. In fact the two of them had all ready
become fast friends.
"I'm soooo jealous!" squealed the girl with the blonde bob, Amy. "I'd
kill to make Kevin like me."
"I think he was just trying to be friendly because I'm a new student here,"
protested Quatre, ducking his head so that the others would think that
he was bowing his head in embarrasment. "Besides, even if he did like
me, I would never fall for him. I all ready have a crush on somebody
else."
"Let me guess, you have a crush on Trowa, right?" asked Kayla with a
smile.
"How did you know?"
"Well, the fact that you seemed to keep sneaking peeks at him during classes
is evident enough, right?" said Kayla, still smiling. "And you had
lunch with him instead of with us."
"That Trowa guy is pretty hot looking," commented Cherie. "He looks so
exotic and mysterious doesn't he? With his green eyes and his one-sided
bangs that cover half his face as if to hide some secret... yep, he's
definately the mysterious type."
"And he seems to take an interest in Katrina, too," said Amy with a sigh.
"You're so lucky Katrina, all the guys in school are going ga-ga over
you."
"Why wouldn't they?" said Kayla. "Katrina's very pretty and she's nice,
too."
"You're flattering me," said Quatre, laughing.
The girls and Quatre yakked on and on about other girly stuff and Quatre
was very grateful that he had so many sisters because he could talk with
these girls about stuff guys would never talk about.
The time flew by quickly and Quatre suddenly realized that he had some
assignments to do plus he had to see Trowa to discuss about their
mission. So Quatre excused himself from his new friends and went straight
to the library to get some material for his assignments.
"Hey, can I sit here?" said a girl's voice.
Trowa glanced up from his work to see a girl standing in front of him.
But the girl wasn't really a girl cos the girl was actually Quatre,
playing the role of Katrina.
"Sure, sit down," he said, gesturing to the seat in front of him. Quatre
sat down and placed some books onto the table.
Quatre scanned the whole library - it seemed to be deserted and
they were the only ones there. Of course, that would be because most of
the kids at that school were involved with after school activities. Either
that or they were just staying in their rooms.
"So, you're doing your assignments, too, ne?" commented Quatre.
"Yeah. I've been wondering how the kids here are still living with all
this work to do!" joked Trowa. "So what were you doing before you came
here. I hope you weren't with Kevin."
"That was what I was doing. Hanging out with Kevin."
"What! You were with Kevin!" Trowa nearly shouted as he nearly toppled
over his chair from either anger or shock. "Didn't I tell you to stay
away from him? God, did he do anything to you?" he asked worriedly.
"Relax Trowa, I was just joking."
"Thank goodness," said Trowa as he relaxed a bit. "But don't you ever
play a trick like that on me again!"
"Trowa, why are you so worried about Kevin?" asked Quatre. "It's not like
he's gonna do anything to me. And I told you I can take care of myself."
"I just don't want you to get hurt, angel," said Trowa quietly as he
reached for Quatre's hand and stroked it lightly. "I want you to be safe."
"Well here I am - safe and sound!!"
"So what were you doing after school?" asked Trowa, changing the subject.
"Oh, just hanging out with my new girl friends," said Quatre with a smile.
"It wasn't that exciting - talking about make-up and stuff like that but
at least I knew what to say and understood what they were talking about."
"That comes from having twenty-nine sisters, ne?" asked Trowa in a
teasing tone.
"Hmmph, stop teasing me Trowa!" said Quatre, pouting a little. "It's
bad enough that I had to pretend to be a girl."
"I won't tease you anymore. Promise," said Trowa. "But I don't see what's
so bad about you pretending to be a girl. I think you look very beautiful."
"That's because you're not the one wearing the dress and the wig!"
Later in the evening, Quatre was in his room, finishing the rest of his
assignments. He was so engrossed in doing his work that he didn't even
realize that it was nearly time for dinner until he had completed all
of his school work.
"I didn't know it was this late all ready!" exclaimed Quatre aloud as he
looked at his wrist watch. Quatre decided that he couldn't go down to
dinner at the dining hall looking like that. He was still wearing the
school uniform. So he decided to take a shower and get dressed in the
clothes he brought.
While the blonde was taking a shower in the bathroom, he didn't know
that he was being watched by somebody. He didn't even realize that there
was a hidden peep hole in the bathroom's walls just like all the
girls in the school didn't know that there were secret peep holes in
their bathrooms' walls...
After taking a quick shower, Quatre dressed himself in a pretty turqoise
dress his sister had bought. He was about to step out of the room when he
suddenly realized that he had forgotten to wear the wig so he quickly
dashed towards the dressing table to retrieve his blonde wig. He arranged the
long wig on his head neatly before heading towards the dining room.
At the dining hall, he saw Kayla waving at him to come to the table where
she was sitting with Amy and Cherie. Quatre wove his way through the
crowd of students, as he balanced his tray of food carefully in his
hands.
"Wow, you're eating that much?" asked Amy in wonderment as he surveyed
Quatre's tray. It was piled with pieces of chocolate cake, a lasagna
dripping with loads of cheese and a bunch of other stuff loaded with
calories which would be considered sinful to eat to most of the female
population. "It's a wonder you're so thin!"
Quatre's eyes strayed towards the other girls' food. They were having
healthy meals like salads and all those yucky, veggy stuff that he wasn't
fond of eating. In Quatre's opinion, he felt that it was a waste of time
to eat veggies when there were other tastier foods in the world. Besides,
veggies were for rabbits.
"I don't usually eat a lot," said Quatre, even though he usually ate a lot
even if it wasn't as much as the amount Duo ate. He just didn't want his
friends to feel bad eating veggies when he was probably the only girl
there eating fattening foods but still able to stay thin. "I feel
unusually hungry today, that's all."
"I bet you don't even get pimples right after eating all those stuff,"
said Cherie as she sighed sadly. "I get pimples just from eating a little
piece of chocolate!"
Suddenly, the topic for dinner was about Quatre, I mean Katrina,
as they talked about how clear and smooth Katrina's face was and
how thin and slender and how pretty Katrina was while they ate their
meal. Quatre could only protest their compliments modestly, to show that
he wasn't getting too full of himself.
"Katrina, can I have a word with you for a moment," said somebody with
a low voice from right behind Quatre. Quatre turned around in his seat to
find Kevin standing right in front of him as he smiled a smile that was
unreadable and somewhat eerie.
"Yes? Can I help you?" asked Quatre politely as he slowly stood up to
face Kevin. Kayla, Amy and Cherie were whispering amongst themselves,
about why Kevin was wanting to talk to Katrina.
"I want you to come and meet me in my room when it's nearly time for
lights-out," said Kevin in a low voice, so that the other girls wouldn't
be able to hear what he was saying. Then he gave his room's number
to Quatre.
"What it I don't want to meet you tonight," asked Quatre, cautiously.
He was feeling suspicious about Kevin's motive.
"Oh, but you have to," said Kevin with a sly smile. "Because I know your
secret and if you don't come, your secret will be out by tomorrow."
Quatre inhaled sharply. "What secret?" he demanded.
"I'm sure you know about that yourself," said Kevin and winked at Quatre
before he slinked away.
'What secret of mine does he know?' wondered Quatre worriedly. He realized
that he was still holding his breath. Suddenly, a terrible thought appeared
in his mind. 'Oh my god. Has he found out that I'm a boy? Or that I'm a
Gundam pilot? Maybe he's just making up a story to lure me to his room.'
"Katrina? What's wrong with you? Aren't you going to sit down?" asked
Kayla, sounding worried for the blonde who was still standing up, face
pale and white.
"Nothing's wrong with me. I'm fine," said Quatre assuringly as he forced a
smile on his face. He sat down on his seat and played with his food as he
lietened to the other three's conversation. He had all ready lost his
appetite.
'I have a feeling something bad's gonna happen,' thought Quatre as a
chill ran up and down his spine...
Part 5 is finally here for minna-san to read. And I tell ya, this is the
most stupidest and most suckiest fic I have ever written!! It stinks! I understand
if minna-san thinks the same, I understand. Really, if anyone hated it
do tell me so that I might rewrite this part again. It's just too
rotten for words. But if you liked it - wow. It would be a very magical
thing. If you have any suggestions or ideas, send them to me at
blue_violet@gundamwing.org.
Go to Part 6!!!
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