Meg and Seron Vol 4 Prologue

 

Volume IV begins. Enjoy.

 

 

 

 

Seron Maxwell

Born on the 3rd day of the third month of the year 3290. 15 years old. A third-year student at the 4th Capital Secondary School in the Capital District of the Roxcheanuk Confederation. His hometown is far from school, so he lives in the dorms.

 

Strauski Megmica

Born on the 14th day of the second month of the year 3289. 16 years old. A third-year student. She is from the Allied Kingdoms of Bezel-Iltoa. ‘Strauski’ is her family name. Because she started school a year after moving to Roxche, she is a year older than her classmates. A member of the chorus club.

 

Larry Hepburn

Born on the 12th day of the fifth month of the year 3290. 15 years old. A third-year student. He is from military family with a very long history, and trains daily to become a soldier himself. Seron’s best friend.

 

Natalia Steinbeck

Born on the 8th day of the sixth month of the year 3290. 15 years old. A third-year student. Her parents are famous musicians. Part of the orchestra club, and is skilled with musical instruments.

 

Nicholas Browning

Born on the 4th day of the fourth month of the year 3290. 15 years old. A third-year student. He has an androgynous appearance and is not part of any clubs. He and Seron are acquainted.

 

Jenny Jones

Born on the 17th day of the first month of the year 3290. 15 years old. A third-year student. She is the daughter of one of Roxche’s richest people. President of the newspaper club.

 

Meg -> Natalia: A new friend.

Meg -> Jenny: A new friend.

Seron -> Meg: Has a crush on, but can't say anything. Is happy to just be around her.

Meg -> Seron: Thinks of as a dependable friend.

Seron -> Nick: Friends. Knows something about him?

Nick -> Seron: Friends.

Larry -> Seron: Friends. Is cheering on Seron's love.

Seron -> Larry: Friends. Asks him for love advice and finds him dependable.

 

 

 

Dearly beloved,

 

I will be by your side soon.

 

Let’s meet again.

 

 

 

 

Prologue: The Conversations That Led up to That Day

 

 

 

 

 

“Yeah. I think so.”

 

 

“I took notes, Jenny. We’re holding the newspaper club’s summer camp on the 1st day of the eighth month. Members must gather in front of the big clock at Capital West Station at 10 in the morning. The camp will take place at a villa owned by your relatives at Ercho Village in the Republic of Daurade to the north. The camp will last six days and five nights, with all living and food expenses covered. Members are free to wear what they please, but must bring their school gym uniforms. Good enough for you?”

 

 

“Jenny, what’s this camp all about? I’ve never heard of Ercho Village before. What kind of a place is it, and how do we get there? What will the villa be like? I need more information.”

 

 

“I see. What’s the climate like?”

 

 

“And your driver is a licensed bodyguard?”

 

 

“What about our accommodations?”

 

 

“‘898-13****’. Got it.”

 

 

“We have four whole days, excluding the first and last days. What in the world are we going to do?”

 

 

“I see. Anything else?”

 

<…Hmm… That’s about it. The rest of the trip you can think of as a fun vacation where we get to know one another. Just relax, I guess?>

 

“Got it.”

 

 

“I am happy.”

 

 

“I might have.”

 

<…I want you to contact the others and check with them to see if the schedule works. I can adjust the date by a couple days if I have to, so call me back with everyone’s answers. You still have all the contact information, right?>

 

“Yeah. But why are you making me contact them?”

 

 

“Did you just make that up, Jenny?”

 

 

 

 

 

“So you joined the newspaper club? I’m surprised, Meg. I thought the old one got shut down after the members left.”

 

“It is still up! That is why I, Strauski Megmica, am honorable to have two clubs attended at the same time! And I earned five Roxchean friends in one blink!”

 

“Nice! I’m so proud of you for getting out there and making more friends, Meg. This calls for a round of applause!”

 

“Thank you very much, Lillia. Your commending gives me confidence.”

 

“And it sounds like the other club members are all great people, too. I’m glad.”

 

“Let’s use Bezelese now, Lillia. Do you remember Seron Maxwell from art class last term? He’s really smart.”

 

“Mhm. I sort of remember his face. The black-haired pretty boy. His family runs the frozen food company, right? I’m surprised you’re talking to me about a boy, Meg. What’s next? Fish raining from the sky?”

 

“You think so? Anyway, there’s also Larry Hepburn and Nicholas Browning from our year, too. Larry is really strong and Nick’s a talented actor.”

 

“Oh. Just friends, huh.”

 

“Of course.”

 

“…”

 

“What is it, Lillia?”

 

 

 

 

 

“Larry… my friend Larry Hepburn…”

 

 

“Please tell me…”

 

 

“Tell me how to call a girl’s house—Megmica’s house specifically… What do I do? Wouldn’t it be rude to call out of the blue? Would she get in trouble if a boy were to call her at home? What time would be the best, do you think? What if her parents pick up? How do I explain myself? What if they don’t approve of me? Should I first tell them that I’m calling strictly on newspaper club business? Or do I talk about the weather first? It’s summer, right? Not spring or winter? How do I start?”

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Sure. Sounds interesting, and I’m pretty much free. Is there a piano in that villa, by any chance?”

 

 

“What now? It’s not like you to ever sound serious about anything, shortie.”

 

 

“Two or three times, yeah. I was surprised how good her brothers are at Roxchean. Kids really learn quick.”

 

 

“I can do that. But—”

 

 

“Huh? …Oh, I get it.”

 

 

“Jenny went to Seron with this info, right? And she told him to contact the others. But Seron couldn’t bring himself to call Megmica’s house, so he went crying to you. I would call Megmica and pass on her answer to you, you’d pass it on to Seron, and he’d report to Jenny. And in exchange, you get to copy Seron’s homework over the summer camp. Am I right?”

 

 

“Can’t believe you caught on, Larry.”

 

 

 

“Elsa, have you seen Nick anywhere?”

 

“Hm? Baby brother was in the garden earlier, swinging around that staff of his. It’s like he never gets tired of it. Why?”

 

“I forgot to tell him a call came in for him just earlier. I suppose it could wait. He’s not going to come back until he’s drenched in sweat.”

 

“Oh? Was it another girl?”

 

“Not this time, Elsa. A boy with a soft voice. I bet he’s a cute one.”

 

“Could you tell just by his voice, Alicia? But you know, I doubt there’s a boy in all of Roxche as pretty as our baby brother. What was his name?”

 

“His name? I think it was Seron Maxwell.”

 

“Maxwell… as in the frozen food with the red packaging?”

 

“Oh! You might be right. It’s not a common name at all. Then he must be a rich young heir. Let’s invite him over sometime.”

 

“Let’s do that.”

 

“Preferably when Nick’s not around.”

 

“Perfect.”

Chapter end

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