Welcome…though I think that this starts out really crappy-like. ^^  This is your author after finishing this story.  The author notes are not recent anymore.  I think they took place sometime in 2001…and after that.  O.o;  I’ll be fixing some stuff along the way, as to not let it be complete crap that you have to read.  Give it a try… ^^;  (all author notes not in italics are more recent, like this one.)

 

This is the beginning of my first GW fic…^_^  it originally started out as being mad and writing…and it evolved and my mind took off with plot twists and crazy events…so…I hope that I will eventually finish this…cause I enjoyed writing the first few chapters yesterday and today…fun fun fun…now you have fun!

 

One more thing…I don’t own GW       (sadly…;_; )

 

one more thing…this chapter is extremely short…I’m sorry…but get over it…I did. XD

 

(I should mention this too: you might find out later on, but it’s never really apparent in the beginning, I think.  Jaye is twenty-three.  So are the gundam pilots, except for Trowa.  He’s twenty-four.  I might have to go back and just enter that in the story, but so that there is no confusion…) Enjoy!

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UNLEASH YOUR SECRETS

Chapter One

‘Complain some more…please…’

 

 

 

 

“Listen!”  The girl held her arms up in protest and frustration, almost dropping the phone at the same time.  She raised her voice, “I always, always have to clean up her messes!  I’m just plain sick of it!”  She took the phone from in between her shoulder and ear and held it in her hand.

 

Her friend on the phone spoke calmly, “I would come over there, but I’m running the bar…”

 

The girl sighed heavily.  “Thanks, Dee, but…I think I can handle it.  I just wish that she wouldn’t have these stupid parties all the time, and then go home with some guy and leave ME to clean it up!”

 

“Whoa…down, Jaye.  Calm down…”  Dee, on the other end, just rolled her eyes and continued to try comforting and calming, “I wish you had a shoulder to lean on, but I can’t be there.”

 

“I know, I know.  You’re my best friend.  Thanks…” She smiled at her friend’s ever-present serene composure.

 

“Hey, sorry, but I gotta go…I’ve got some major vacuuming to do,” said Jaye suddenly.  She was looking out her window, spotting a white utility van with black-tinted windows.  It also bore no marking of insignia on the side advertising something like a gas, cable, or phone company.  She frowned, thinking, ‘Damnit, they’re watching me…’

 

“Dee, I’ll come by the bar later.  See ya, bye…” she hung up without hearing her friend reply, and set the phone in its cradle.

 

She peeked out her window again—the van was gone.

 

 “They’ll be back…”  She whispered aloud.

 

 

 

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Okay.  Very short.  And sweet  XD … I was actually quite angry at my mom when I wrote this part of the story…that’s why its short.  The next few chapters are to what I call lengthy for me (Don’t get used to the short ones, they get longer in the double digits)…so read on read on! ^_^     oh yeah…(dur)…read/review…or…read/leave…do whatever ya’d like!  ;p     btw…I posted this before another story that I had started writing a few weeks ago…weird…(huh, not so weird when I’m redoing that one at this time too…)

 

Have a day!  ~Ninii.    (my obligatory closing. ;p)