Chapter One: The New Kid Author's Note: God! I'm so pissed! I didn't save this on my computer and I accidentally posted the wrong thing and deleted the old file! Oh and in this Wammy's is just a genius orphanage /school.
Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note, nor do I own Prelude 12/21. The only thing I own here is Ice.
Matt's POV
I was sleeping in my and Mello's room. I heard Near speaking loudly.
"Wake up you two!" he said in his childish voice. Mello groaned.
"Why?"
"First off, it's four o' clock and you already missed class. Second, we have a new kid." 'Oh god!' I thought. Mello has seemed to live for harassing new kids, which didn't come to often. I rolled over. Mello was sitting next to my bed smiling broadly.
"Let's go."
The three of us were among the last to arrive. The crowd was around Roger and the new girl. And god is she short! Probably only Near's height, but she was scary enough to make me forget about that. She wore a corset dress, sleeveless hoodie, thigh high stockings, combat boots, a voodoo doll choker, and chains everywhere. Her hair was in spiky pigtails with green streaks, tied up in grey lace, and her lips, nails and eyes were black as coal. I shuddered. I looked over to see Mello's smile widen.
"Mello, maybe you shouldn't mess with her," I said worried for him.
"I'll do what ever I want," he replied cockily. Roger turned around and walked out of the room. The girl stood there for a moment and then began to walk through the crowd. Everyone stepped aside for her. She almost walked through the doorway by us, but Mello put an arm out.
"What, no hello?" He smiled. "We don't even know your name, why don't you tell us?" She mumbled something. "What was that?"
"Ice," she said extending a hand to him. Mello seemed surprised by this, but he took her hand anyway.
"Like your personality!" Some other kids laughed. "Oh and don't worry Ice, we won't give you a hard time here. You may even be a top student," he smiled. "After I leave that is."
With a swift movement she tightened her grip on his hand and punched him.
"Don't you speak down to me! I am fourteen probably no younger than you, and I am not afraid to kick your ass just to teach you a lesson!" Ice yelled as a bruise formed on his cheek.
"Matt, Near, we're leaving!" Mello snapped. He was already storming back to our room, with Near behind trying to catch up.
"I'm sorry about my friend he can be a real ass sometimes," I blurted out. "Oh by the way my name is Matt." She stared at me.
"Don't apologize for your friends. I find it extremely irritating," she said, and walked off.
After almost three hours Mello was still trying to think of ways to get her back.
"Matt do you have any ideas?"
"No! I really don't give a damn about what you're going to do to her!"
"C'mon you must have something!" Mello yelled.
"I dunno! Date her and break her heart of something!" I said. I knew he wouldn't do it. He was dating Near, and only the three of us knew.
"Perfect," he said, "you do it."
"What, why me? That's wrong!"
Mello grinned evilly, "And smoking at our age isn't?" Of coarse he would say that. My secret.
"Fine. I'm going to go take a walk."
I walked around the halls. The building was in sections, ours was the farthest away. I turned a corner and heard someone singing.
"This is what I brought you this you can keep This is what I brought you may forget me I promise to depart just promise one thing Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep..."
I ran around the corner to find the singer. I found an open door, and Ice, the new girl singing to herself while unpacking. I sighed; Mello was going to force this on me sooner or later anyway. I sat behind her and joined in.
"This is what I brought you this you can keep This is what I brought you may forget me I promise you my heart just promise to sing Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep This is what I thought I thought you need me This is what I thought so think me naive I promise you a heart just promise to keep Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep
She stopped abruptly. Before I could think I was flat on my back and she was sitting on my stomach. I closed my eyes and waited for her to hit me. But instead I felt a warm tickling between my eyes.
"What...are you doing?"
"Kissing your eyes," she said backing up. "Oh and don't leave a song hanging, I find it extremely irritating.
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep Kiss my eyes and lay me to Sleep
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