[YGO] A New Chapter - Chapter Eleven
※ Pairing - Fragileshipping
※ Warnings - It's one of my older stories.
※ Disclaimer - I obviously don't own it.
[Ryou’s Diary: Entry 269 - Date: November 16th, 1997 (Age: 11)]
Dear Diary,
It snowed today. Well, last night or early this morning. Either way I had to be driven to school or else I would have been late. Dad didn’t mind, he didn’t want me to get sick. He’s been real protective of me ever since I got out of the hospital back in London. He knows things aren’t going too well here, but he doesn’t make me talk to him about it.
I’m happy about that, I mean every parent has a dream life that they want for their child and I know this isn’t what my father wanted for me. How would I tell him that his son is a loner that nobody likes?
Anyway, today Mr. Yuy talked to us about ‘Secret Santa’s’. Five or six of the classes were going to participate in this yearly ritual. We’d all draw names and who’s ever name we get we were to put presents into or onto their desks. Unless of course that someone didn’t celebrate or that the person couldn’t buy anything for personal reasons. They didn’t have to be big; Mr. Yuy made sure that we understood this. They could just be a card or something like that, but to try to use our imaginations.
They’re secret so nobody will find out until the last day of school when everyone meets up in the gym to see whom their Secret Santa is. I think it’s a kind of cool idea; we didn’t have it back in my old school. But we did have Candy Cane presents. Every recess a candy cane could be bought for about 25 cents and then given to a person in another class or the same class with a small name tag saying who it was to and who it was from, of course you didn’t have to put who it was from if you didn’t want to.
Like I said, I like the idea, though I’m not expecting to get anything from whoever draws my name. Nobody in my class got it; I only know this because none of the grade six’s were begging to trade with someone else. Everyone’s name had been cut up and placed in a bucket and the other classes had come into our class so we could all draw names (Yami’s class happened to be one of them). It wasn’t just restricted to the classrooms alone.
It took a long time but everyone drew a name. I accidentally saw that Malik had drawn Yugi’s name and Joey had drawn Tristan’s. Really, I hadn’t meant to see it. Come to think of it, I still haven’t looked at the name I drew; I just drew and sat back down, then got caught up in my book again. I should look. Just a second.
. . .
Oh god, you’re never going to believe it. Nothing’s going right for me. The one person I didn’t want to draw and I did.
Yami Motou.
- Ryou
※ Warnings - It's one of my older stories.
※ Disclaimer - I obviously don't own it.
[Ryou’s Diary: Entry 269 - Date: November 16th, 1997 (Age: 11)]
Dear Diary,
It snowed today. Well, last night or early this morning. Either way I had to be driven to school or else I would have been late. Dad didn’t mind, he didn’t want me to get sick. He’s been real protective of me ever since I got out of the hospital back in London. He knows things aren’t going too well here, but he doesn’t make me talk to him about it.
I’m happy about that, I mean every parent has a dream life that they want for their child and I know this isn’t what my father wanted for me. How would I tell him that his son is a loner that nobody likes?
Anyway, today Mr. Yuy talked to us about ‘Secret Santa’s’. Five or six of the classes were going to participate in this yearly ritual. We’d all draw names and who’s ever name we get we were to put presents into or onto their desks. Unless of course that someone didn’t celebrate or that the person couldn’t buy anything for personal reasons. They didn’t have to be big; Mr. Yuy made sure that we understood this. They could just be a card or something like that, but to try to use our imaginations.
They’re secret so nobody will find out until the last day of school when everyone meets up in the gym to see whom their Secret Santa is. I think it’s a kind of cool idea; we didn’t have it back in my old school. But we did have Candy Cane presents. Every recess a candy cane could be bought for about 25 cents and then given to a person in another class or the same class with a small name tag saying who it was to and who it was from, of course you didn’t have to put who it was from if you didn’t want to.
Like I said, I like the idea, though I’m not expecting to get anything from whoever draws my name. Nobody in my class got it; I only know this because none of the grade six’s were begging to trade with someone else. Everyone’s name had been cut up and placed in a bucket and the other classes had come into our class so we could all draw names (Yami’s class happened to be one of them). It wasn’t just restricted to the classrooms alone.
It took a long time but everyone drew a name. I accidentally saw that Malik had drawn Yugi’s name and Joey had drawn Tristan’s. Really, I hadn’t meant to see it. Come to think of it, I still haven’t looked at the name I drew; I just drew and sat back down, then got caught up in my book again. I should look. Just a second.
. . .
Oh god, you’re never going to believe it. Nothing’s going right for me. The one person I didn’t want to draw and I did.
Yami Motou.
- Ryou