"hey! Asian girl! Can I sit there?"
I looked away from my view out of the truest trap they called Trader's Island to see who called me: he wasn't that tall, long…ish black messy hair, big almond shaped green eyes. I knew him, he was the only son of the Schiffer family, I wasn't homeless because of them.
I turned up the intensity of my gaze "excuse me?" I replied. "I have a name!"
"and I don't know it so, can I sit there?"
I looked away, ignoring him, although I felt him sit down next to me.
"you want me to punch you in the face, don't you!" I said in my rather unfriendly monotone, I shot him an angry look.
"you don't seem like the kind of person who would find a teen trip to a mane land fresh water lake fun!" he said.
"and you don't seem like the kind that looks good with 2 black eyes and a broken nose!" I replied, I just wanted him to stop talking to me, instead it seemed I was egging him on.
"rawr! Who sprinkled tough girl on you cereal today?" he laughed
I decided that I that it would be fun to play with him a little sense he apparently wasn't getting the nonverbal message. "I don't eat cereal!" I replied with a cruelty in my voice I didn't know I was capable of. "I eat raw eggs and beef jerky!"
"oh, I can read you like a book!" he laughed. "you had fruit loops today, you like things that smell like cinnamon and other fragrant spices, you have an albino ferret named Picasso, and the first letter of your name starts with a 'Y'!"
"oh, smart, you read the letter on my bag, the picture on the front of my binder, I unbootable smell like my house, and… the cereal thing you got me on"
He reached down and plucked a round red cereal peace off my jacket.
"okay, my turn! Your name is Ulquiorra, you have three sisters one older: Talien, one twin: Cinna, one younger: Hanna, you work at the surf shop about a block away from were I live, your mom wares glasses, and you don't have a father!" I replied.
"you're good!"
"I'm renting out your beach house!" I replied
"so you Yachiko!" he said a bit of resolve in his voice. "Mom was right you are-" he suddenly stopped, no doubt he was about to make an idiot out of him self!
"I'm what?" I asked. "what did your mum say about me?" I pressed, getting uncomfortably close to him.
"oh, nothing, never mind!" Ulquiorra replied his cheeks tented pink.
Making him uncomfortable was fun.
"~I can make your life a liven hell~" I replied in a sing song voice.
"is that a threat or a promise?" he laughed.
"oh, you should be threatened by my promises!" I replied.
"your breath smells like limes!" he laughed.
I sat back and checked my breath.
The bus came to a screeching stop, I looked out the window oh, great the rich side of town! on came a group of girls wearing too much make-up, and too short skirts, most of them were already wearing there string bikini top.
"oh, Ulqui!" one of them yelled.
A busty girl with long string red hair came hobbling down the ale and squeezed in-between the two of us.
"oh, hello Orihime!" Ulquiorra replied.
It figured, he had a rich and hot girlfriend, I was just the on flight entertainment .
"who's your friend?" she asked.
Crap!
"this is Yachiko, she's renting our beach house wile she's going to school on the Island!" Ulquiorra replied.
"oh, Ulqui! You're so charitable!" she yelled.
"it's not charity! I'm still paying!" I muttered.