Another fic based on one of my favorite songs by my favorite singer! :D
OH, AND YES, I WILL UPDATE, ESPECIALLY 'You Had It All Wrong' because I have a lot of people telling me to move my butt. P:
Nobody's Home
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'Well, I couldn't tell you why she felt that way, she felt it everyday,'
-Nobody's Home, Avril Lavigne
'It's not my fault I can't tell you what I feel!'
-Sumire Shouda
-Sumire-
"You're ridiculous," I said. "Go away."
Mochu glared at me. "You're such a bitch," he spat. He's the one that cheated. Does he really think he has the right to call me a bitch?
I stared blankly at him, though, truthfully, in my mind, I was glaring right back at him.
"That's nice, Mochiage," I scoffed, "but you're not the type of guy I'd like as my boyfriend – calling your ex a bitch when you're the one to blame." I'm disgusted I ever dated him. Girlfriend to that conniving, lowlife bastard!
"I can't help it that you really are one," he threw at me. "I can't help it that you're such a slut, either."
I snapped. My vision turned red and I stepped forward, shaking in anger. No one calls me a slut. I have enough of that elsewhere.
"Fuck!" Mochu cursed, kneeling over. His face was contorted in pain. I'd landed an uppercut, and punched him in the stomach. I quickly formed my lips into a smirk.
"I hardly put any strength in. You should be happy I'm being so nice to you," I said, trying to irritate him. It was true, though.
Mochu's eyes blazed and I could tell I hit a nerve. Oooh, I'm sooo scared. As if. Like I said, I was aiming to provoke him. His hands clenched into fists and I could tell he was probably going to try and punch me. I'd like to see you try, wimp-boy. He's more idiotic than I thought. You can't trick Sumire Shouda with these types of things. I guess he didn't remember how fast I was – especially with my alice. And he must be exceptionally forgetful if he didn't remember my reputation, or that punch I just gave him. I'm known as a miscreant in school. What do you expect?
He pulled his arm back and aimed to hit me.
Quickly activating my alice, I swiftly evaded his sorry excuse for a try-hard hit and reverted back to my more...human form.
"Weakling," I told him simply, and exited the hallway gloating to myself. That would surely damage his pride, the obnoxious peacock.
Can't believe he'd try to hit a girl. He's got no morals.
O-O=O-O
"Hey," someone said. I looked up to see Mikan and Hotaru.
"Sup," I gave my two friends a nod in acknowledgement. They pulled up the desks beside me and sat, leaning towards me.
"News? You look pissed," Mikan said. I was about to tell them about the bastard Mochu, but there was a little interruption.
"Oh, look, Nonoko, Wakako!" A familiar (and extremely irritating, mind you) voice said snootily. "It's the emo group! Why do you look so mad, Sumire? Not enough time to cut, today? Or are you feeling a little unappreciated?"
I didn't have to look up to know it was Anna. Sneering at her mockingly, I said, "We're not emo. For your information, Annabitch, emos don't cut, alright. Get your fucking facts straight. You don't have to be emo to cut. You're so uneducated. I wouldn't be surprised if it was because you like to whore around and fuck three guys a day. You and your whore group." I gave her a derisively sweet smile and rolled my eyes. Anna cringed at my little nickname for her. She knew I was referring to her real name, Annabeth. Annabeth Umenomiya...it sounds like a name for a sweet girl, but 'Anna' definitely wasn't one. Of course, the only reason I knew was because Hotaru hacked into the school system. Apparently no one dared to call her Annabeth, so no one knew about it.
I could tell she was about to reply, but Hotaru interrupted her. "Can you leave? You're polluting our air."
"Do you know how much dirt I could have on you? And you're telling me to leave?"
"Like we care," Mikan retaliated smoothly. "This side is our territory and you're tainting it with your stupidity."
"We don't need to be here anyway," Nonoko sniffed.
"Let's go, Envanity," Anna said, turning up her nose.
The Envanity turned on their heels, going to their side of the classroom.
"Good riddance," Hotaru said, leaning back on her chair. I grimaced.
The Envanity had been our rivals for a long time.
"Okay, so, guess what-"
"Like, Mochu, babe!" Wakako called, interrupting me. I raised an eyebrow, but then...
...That two-timing asshole! Wakako was the girl I saw him making out with! How could I miss her scarce clothing and abusive use of the word 'like'?
Mikan rolled her eyes. "Attention-seeking preps."
"Wait a sec," I said. "Do you have anything you want to get rid of right now?"
"The Envanity," Mikan replied without hesitation.
"I mean a material thing, dude."
"They're practically made of material." She has a point.
"That doesn't have skin."
"Uh..." Mikan looked around in her bag. "This." Mikan got out her math textbook. I laughed. Typical of her – Mikan hated math. It was easy to figure out why. I mean, Jinno's horrible.
"Okay then, if you say so." I took the textbook out of her hands and aimed for Mochu and Wakako's heads as Mochu walked over to her. If I turned it just right...
...And boom-bam, Mochu cursing, Wakako shrieking, us laughing (Hotaru more like smirked but whatever). Kitsuneme flew and retrieved the book, handing it back to Mikan. He was Anna's boyfriend (it was disgusting, really, and a shame), but totally cool.
...Okay, did I just say totally? See what I mean? The Envanity's polluting the air!
"Take care of Jinno's textbook, guys," Kitsuneme said, chuckling. He looked back at Wakako, Anna, Mochu and Nonoko. Anna was giving him a 'come here' gesture. Ah, the art of gesticulation. "Catch ya later, the lady in pink is beckoning," he joked, before going back to the Envanity and my traitorous ass of an ex. "Lady?" I scoffed, after he left, "Annabitch is no lady." Hotaru and Mikan nodded in agreement.
"So what were you gonna say, Sumi?"
"Oh, the asshole, Mochu. You know, my ex."
"You care to tell us why...?" She may have gotten good at insulting, but man. I slapped my forehead (maybe I should have done that to her, instead).
"Come on!" I groaned. "Can't you guess?" You can't be that dense, I thought.
"Uh...Nope."
"Hotaru, what have you got to say about this show of idiocy?" I said mock formally.
Hotaru shrugged. "You're both idiots."
"Gee, that's nice," I said sarcastically.
"Sumiirreee," Mikan whined. "I wanna know what happened!"
"Okay." I shrugged. "You asked for it. So, basically he cheated, I caught him, he tried to make me believe otherwise, I told him to go away, he didn't and insulted me so I gave him an uppercut and nailed him on the stomach, he tried to punch me back but failed, then I find out he's dating Wakako...Yeah."
Mikan pouted. "Think full details, Sumire!"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever." The bell rang and I turned around in my seat to face the board as Serina-sensei went to the head of the class. Mikan and Hotaru went back to their seats.
"So-"
"Haha, oh my gosh, Akio, you're sooo funny!" Naomi, this really nice, but bad-lucked girl, gushed. I could tell she was faking the whole thing, just to get Akio, this really...weird, creepy guy, away from her. I almost snorted.
"Welcome to ninth grade English, Miss Amano, Mr Moriwaki," Serina-sensei said sharply. Naomi turned bright red.
"Gomen-err, sorry, Serina-sensei," she said, blushing again.
Serina-sensei raised an eyebrow and faced the class. "First things first, we have three new students," she announced.
Whispers immediately broke out.
Sensei tried to get them to be quiet. Finally, she said, "Zip it, or I'll be handing out detention!" The whispers ceased.
"Thank you. Now, boys, please come in."
In came in three boys that I immediately knew would be mobbed by fangirls. One boy had longish, blond hair and kind blue eyes. He looked like one of those trustworthy prince charming guys that would love you forever. He was handsome, I admit, but I didn't really fall for guys easily. I snickered, he was definitely better looking than Mochu, and I think the prat noticed. Ha.
The second had messy raven hair and intense crimson eyes. The way he dressed and looked made me wonder if he was one of those playboys. He was fairly attractive and looked like he was a rebellious kind of person.
The third one looked a lot like Kitsuneme. I was a bit taken aback by that. But there were differences. He had messy-ish sandy brown hair and his eyes were a warm brown too, full of mirth. He, too, like his companions, was very good-looking. He seemed like one of those laid-back, fun-loving pranksters. And who knows, maybe he was.
"Hello," the blond said, flashing a shy smile at the class, "I'm Ruka Nogi. I am sixteen years old and I love animals. I play the bass guitar and compose songs."
The black-haired guy spoke up next. "Natsume Hyuuga, fifteen years. I play the electric guitar and I like photography."
"Hey!" The last guy said. "I'm Kokoroyomi, or Koko, or whatever you want to call me. I'm fifteen. I play the drums and rap. I like making people laugh and pulling pranks is my expertise." He grinned.
So I was right about the Kokoroyomi guy. He scanned the room and his eyes landed on Kitsuneme. He brightened. "Kitsu! Is that you, man?"
Kitsuneme walked right up to Koko and high-fived him. "Missed you, dude! Oh, this is good. Ze pranksters are back in ze business," Kitsuneme said, pretending he had a moustache.
Koko chuckled. "Aw, shucks, man," he said, pretending to be embarrassed. "You missed lil' ol' me?"
"The gay act doesn't suit you."
Serina-sensei coughed. Kitsuneme, the new kids, and the rest of us looked at her. "Mr Yome, Mr Nogi, Mr Hyuuga and...Kitsuneme, please sit down...Koko sits beside Sumire, Ruka behind him beside Hotaru, and Natsume beside Mikan.." I tilted my head to rest on my right hand and raised my left hand to help out the newbies. Mikan did the same and Hotaru, well, Hotaru just rolled her eyes.
"Hey, Sumire, was it?" The Koko guy said.
"Yeah, that's me. Nice to meet you."
"Right back at you. So, um..."
"Hm?"
"That girl beside Kitsuneme...That's Anna, right?"
"Yeah. His girlfriend. But I'm assuming you know that already." I looked to the other side of the room where Anna and Kitsuneme sat together and glared. Koko looked at Anna briefly then looked back at me.
"I take it you don't like her?"
"Don't like her? I hate her. Kitsuneme's cool, though. Honestly, I don't get why he's dating someone like her."
"I think I might know why."
I looked at him quizzically. "Huh?"
Okay, weird chapter? I KNOWWWW, I KNOWWW, NEW STORY. I SUCK. YES. I KNOW. I KNOW. OKAYYY?
Nooowww...I was gonna say something. What was I gonna say? Oh, yeah, that's it. This chapter was supposed to be longer and supposed to express the lyric and line at the very top, but since I'm probably too lazy (basically because I'm busy) and yeah...It was supposed to have 5,000 words. I guess the writing long chapters (in my opinion/by my standards) juice went out after October with all the French horror and also because of that 10,123 words long chapter for YHIAW. I bet it'll come back around June, near Spring break. Blah, as long as it's before my thirteenth birthday or I'll kill my stories somehow. DIE.
Anyway, I'll probably do the expressing for this chapter later on, when all the fun, suspense and blah comes in. P:
Review please! :D
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