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"So who do you think it is?" I asked.
"Whoever the hell it is, I like 'em!" Mello said, taking a bite into the chocolate bar he received from a secret admirer.
"Dude that could be, like, poison or something." Mello stared at me blankly and then slowly took another piece.
"But it tastes good...and damnit I'm eating it." He said leaving the room. Hehe...he would never even know...I was his secret admirer. Oh how I love pulling Mello's heartstrings! I sat down at my desk and started to prepare my next poem to him. It read.
Your hair is the color of the sun
Your eyes are endless pools of blue
You are sweet like a honey bun
I love you boo boo
Okay okay, that was even worse than my last one. Damn, this poem stuff is hard. After an extremely long 45 seconds of thinking that up, I attached a chocolate bar to it with a red bow...Now I just have to hide it somewhere my little Yellow Mello will find it...
Hell, I don't have time for this.
"Mello!" I ran outside yelling his name. He was standing there eating his chocolate bar, glaring at Near who was playing with a toy airplane. I waved the note and chocolate in my hand and ran over to him.
"I found this outside of our room!" I said. Mello jumped in the air and a very unmanly squeal escaped his lips. He snatched the note. He smiled as he started to read.
"...These poems are crap." He threw it on the ground and took the candy. I ignored the insult to the work of art that was my poem.
"I hope the chocolate kills you..." I muttered.
"What was that Matty?"
"Nothing at all."
...
The next day, just after breakfast, Near came up to me.
"Matt." The little sheep said.
"Yep?"
"I know it's you." Yes, of course, Near and his big head know everything.
"You can't prove it!" I said. The albino stared at me weirdly and started twirling his hair.
"I want to help you...I can write way better poems than that. Boo boo? Really?"
"Hey! How did you even hear that?" He ignored my question and started to walk away.
"I'll have a poem ready for you in about an hour, come see me then." He said, going up the stairs.
"Why were you talking to him?" Mello appeared behind me and asked.
"Mello...you should get a haircut. You're starting to look like a girl." Near said, coming up from behind us. Wait...I swear he JUST went up the stairs...Hmm...
Mello slapped him. Near slapped him back. Soon enough they were in a stupid looking little girl slap fight. A very amusing slap fight. The other kids started to gather around watching them. I stepped in to break them up but got put into the fight myself.
"Oh no you did not just hit me!" I yelled. After about five minutes of slapping Roger intervened.
"STOP IT YOU LITTLE BRATS! I SAID STOP! ARGH!" Roger yelled. The crowd soon dispersed and the fight ceased. Roger grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and proceeded to yell at ME for the next half hour.
"YOU LITTLE BRAT!"
"Nuh uh!" I argued.
"I CAN'T STAND KIDS!"
"You can't sit me either!"
"SHUT UP!"
"Shut don't go up."
"OH REALLY?! MY FOOT'S GONNA GO UP-"
"Roger what's going on here?!" Quillish Wammy stepped in to save me...I hope.
"Ling Chow Pao here was fighting."
"I'm Matt..." I muttered. Ling Chow Pao...Who the hell is Ling Chow Pao and why have I been confused with him?
"Matt...why were you fighting?" Quillish asked.
"Mello and Near were fighting! And then I was like 'Omgnoguysstop!' and then they started hitting me and I defended myself!"
"Yeah and I'm Beyoncé Knowles..." Roger mumbled. Haha? No. Roger got jokes.
"Roger, put Matt down. Matt you can go." Roger released me and started mumbling something about Jay-Z. I ran off happily to my room.
...
A while later after I knew Mello was far, far away, I ran off to go to Near's. I knocked.
No answer.
"Let me in!" I yelled. The door opened a second later and Near stood there twirling his hair.
"It's ready." He shoved it at me and slammed the door. I ran back to my room and attached it to another chocolate bar. Mello ran in soon after.
"MATTOHMYGOSHIFWATARIISHERE THAT MEANSLMUSTBETOOIGOTTAFIND *breath* HIMLETSGOLOOK!"He yelled. I tried my best to find any trace of English in whatever he just said and failed.
"What?"
"L is here!" He squealed.
"...Hey did you know Roger is obsessed with Beyoncé?"
"Dumbass! Come on!" Mello pulled me out of the room in search of L.
"We have to find him before Near does!" Mello yelled. He looked around frantically. I sighed and pulled out my DS.
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