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"Burr-Burr! Come on! It'll be so much fun!"

She only calls me that fucking name when she thinks I'm being mean to her. I'd prefer to be called my real name, Amber, but my supposed 'best friend' made up the worst nickname anyone could give a girl. Just take off the 'Am' from Amber, and it sounds like 'Burr', the noise people make when they're cold. When she made that up, she told me she shivers from how cold my heart is.

I rolled my eyes, still having crossed arms. "I told you, Mika. I don't do parties." I adjusted my self in my school desk. Class was about to start, usually I'm pissed about that, but right now Mika wouldn't shut up. "Besides. I think I'll just slow you down."

"You don't know that! Just please come; you never go to school parties… You might regret it someday." She wined while leaning halfway off her desk to get close to me. "And besides." She grabbed my arm way too hard. "Jordan's supposed to be there." Her face glowed with excitement. Like, it was sick how much she glowed.

Jordan is a six foot two, dirty blonde jock. He's on the swim team, and is known for his powerful butterfly stroke. He made state this year and plans on going to the Olympics. Everyone loves and admires him for his hard work and great representation of our school. To everyone on the outside they see him as a responsible hard working senior. Me on the other hand, used to be on the swim team as well. My breath stroke was amazing, and I was close to making state my sophomore year, which was last year. But ever since Jordan for some reason locked his attention onto me, my swimming career was fucked. He started out by flirting with me, a whole lot. It made me feel great, and I thought for a while that he, a junior, actually liked me for who I was. I dreamed of us being together at swim meets, holding hands, and even making out after he won a big race. But he was dreaming of other things way before it was time. He rushed the physical aspect of our friendship, he always hovered, and eventually he began to get violent. Long story short he ended up trying to rape me, and ever since that day I got away, he's kept his distance but his eyes are still locked onto me.

I quit swim team, and now I just go to school and have no dreams for my future. I never told anyone because I thought it wouldn't make a difference. I haven't decided if I should tell Mika yet, but I'm starting to think I should… because she still thinks I like him, well, she still wants me to like him. But now since it was almost a year after all that happened I'm beginning to wonder if I should report it. I've changed because of him, in a bad way. And after all that I'm now afraid to be alone with boys, alone outside, and even afraid to be alone at school. Fuck. I'm afraid to be at school, period.

I covered my face with my hand, "I told you, I don't like him anymore."

She looked at me annoyed, probably because I never gave her an explanation as to why I stopped liking him. "Well, if you change your mind… I'm going."

"Yeah, I won't." I snapped out.

She rolled her eyes and sat back defeated.

I turned to her again. "So we shopping after school tomorrow?"

She frowned. "No. I told you! My Tuesdays are Shuichi days."

I sighed loudly and smacked my forehead with my hand. "Why are you SO obsessed with him? It's getting kind of creepy." I was really getting tired of Shuichi Tuesdays… My weird friend Mika got a group of strange ass girls together to help her keep tabs on our 'most popular', Shuichi Minamino. I honestly couldn't care less about his existence, but some how all the girls wanted to make his babies.

"Why aren't you obsessed with him!?" She shrieked.

"Because I don't know him. And I'm not a stalker like you and your creepy little guild."

She frowned. "We don't stalk him… we just, keep tabs." She winked.

"My point made. Why?"

She looked shocked again. "Because! He's just perfect. He's smart, talented, friendly, and confident! He's like the perfect guy! If only I could hold his hand…" She stared off with starry eyes.

I curled my lip. She was right; he was attractive, for a girly boy. But he did always have the highest of high scores in school, and that's something I envied because I'm just struggling to stay in my grade. I've never met him, but people say he's polite, and was part of many clubs after school, AND was graduating with honors. That's at least what I could see from a far away distance and through the rumors. I didn't know anything about his actual personality, or his real life outside of school. He's a stranger. He looks like a girl, and he sounds way too good to be true. Besides, how the fuck does someone get so many people to gravel to him? It's kind of creepy if you ask me, he's probably stuck up.

"He looks like a girl."

She gasped. "He does not! Take that back!" She slapped my leg softly. "He's just very pretty… " She giggled. "Besides, he has manly features. Like that voice… hmm! And he's tall, AND the boys that have seen him in the locker room say he's really cut!" She pointed.

"Why am I friends with you again?" I asked as the teacher walked into class.

She giggled a little louder that time, "Because you looooove me!" She almost fell out of her desk when she reached over to hug my arm.

"Ms. Sato. Could you please have a seat." Our math teacher asked loudly.

Mika perked up and waved to him with a stupid smile. "Yes Mr. Mayes. Sorry."

I always think Mr. Mayes favored her because she was so cute, and nice to everyone. Mika had the talent of befriending pretty much every type of person. The jocks, the cheerleaders, the nerds, the creepy emos, and even the outcasts like myself. She'd even struck up many conversations with her 'God' Shuichi. She always made sure to wear extremely attractive nice fitting, boarder line slutty clothes. Always does her hair in curls, braids, pigtails, or something amazing. Wears beautiful makeup, and the fact she had such big juicy eyes adds to her cuteness. I envy her sometimes, but it's more of an admiration than envy I'd say.

She's like the perfect girl compared to me, who has long black hair, with it's annoying natural wave… so I always keep it straight. My big black eyes that always look sleepy, my pale ass skin tone and my disproportionate body. My hips and butt are curvy, but the fact there are no tits to balance them out made me feel like a fucking bottom heavy cow. I tend to stick with monotone colors, such as browns, blacks and grays because that way I won't stand out. Today I was wearing my dark brown silk blouse, with my dark wash skinny jeans. I don't usually wear makeup either, because it bothers my eyes… and it's just annoying to have to put on all the time. Mika always tells me I have an hourglass figure, and my waist in enviable. But she's just saying that cause she's my friend.

After going through math class I was pleased with all the notes I took. I felt like I got this lecture much more than yesterday. I've been behind on math for a while now, and catching up has been a bitch. Mr. Mayes, thank god, is awesome and doesn't get on me too much about how I'm behind. But he always gives me a friendly reminder when he knows it's important.

"Ms. Watson, could you come talk to me." He said as all the students were rushing out of class.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed my bag to go stand in front of his desk. He gave me 'the eye' when he saw that and we stood there while the last bit of students trickled out of the room. "What'd I do?" I joked.

He smiled while he was sorting through some papers. "Honestly. You didn't do very well on the last homework." He cringed as he handed it to me.

I felt my stomach sink. I was trying so hard, but sometimes it was just so confusing. "I got a D?" I dropped my arms in disappointment. "I really thought I was getting it…" My head sank. I felt pissed, but I was too upset to show it. I also felt stupid, because I had worked so hard… all just for a D?

He looked sympathetic for me, and reached over to pat my forearm. "I know you're working really hard. So I'm gonna pull a few strings and get someone to tutor you privately." He smiled. "It'll be one of my higher up students, and they'll get credit for it. So it's a win-win for the both of you. Ok?"

I looked grossed out, "I don't want a tutor. That just waste time, and will make me have to stay at school later."

He frowned then sat there for a moment. "Ah." He lit up. "I'll make him walk home with you, and tutor you there. Now you can't argue." He packed up his books wearing a victorious smile.

I looked surprised and that idea didn't actually sound that bad, so I didn't argue. I really did need to bring my grades up. I wonder who he's going to pick… hopefully a smart-ass nerd or something, because I need help.

"Follow me." He said cheerfully as he walked out of class.

I followed and felt nervous. I never had a tutor before, I hoped whoever they were, were nice and patient with me. Because I was a slow learner when it came to math, and got easily grumpy… We walked into the laboratory that I've never been in before, because it was the seniors. There were a bunch of scrawny nerds all playing with their chemicals that froze when I walked in with Mr. Mayes.

I looked around then stopped as Mr. Mayes walked to the front of the classroom. No shocker to me, there was Shuichi up at the front of the class wearing his lab coat and blue gloves. Mr. Mayes walked up to him while I stayed behind and they began to talk. A couple of nerds were looking at me and whispering to each other, and one of them giggled like a completely idiot. I looked over to them with a scowl and they looked away like two sheep that saw a wolf. That made me smirk.

"Ms. Watson." Mr. Mayes called me out of my wolf glare. I snapped my head over and walked up to the pair quickly.

He smiled at me, "This is Shuichi. He's going to find a suitable tutor for you. It's going to be one of his students he's working with for his senior project, so I want you to thank him for sparing his recourses for the sake of your grades." He raised his eyebrows expectantly at me; probably hoping I wouldn't be rude.

I looked to the girly boy and nodded, without smiling. "Thank you. I'm sure it was really hard for you to find people to serve you."

All Shuichi did was slightly raise his eyebrows, but Mr. Mayes' chin dropped and he looked at me with surprise. "Amber." He was frowning, and that kind of made my heart drop. The goody-goody just smiled, acting as if he didn't even hear my remark; which pissed me off. Then he looked to Mr. Mayes. "I'll assign Jason to her… he needs extra credit anyway. This seems like a win-win for the both of them."

Mr. Mayes nodded. "Thank you very much Shuichi, this means a lot to me." He glanced at me annoyed then slightly hit the back of my head with his hand. "And her."

I jerked my head, and then looked to Shuichi again, "Oh yea. Thank you." I said with a monotone voice. I really was thankful, I just don't like all high and powerful boys like Shuichi. They reminded me of Jordan, and Jordan was scum.

Mr. Mayes nodded to Shuichi. "Well thanks again, and I'll leave you to your class then." He looked to me. "Amber, he'll set you up, and introduce you two." Then he walked out of the class.

Shuichi smiled politely to me, but it seemed fake as shit. I stared back without allowing myself to smile. Then he looked over to one of the nerds. "Jason. Could you come here for a moment, please?"

Then the nerdiest of them all perked up and walked over to us. God he was ugly, and I felt bad for him when he stood next to me, barely being my own height. Which wasn't that tall. I held back a chuckle as I noticed that this guy was so pathetic he even made beautiful flower Shuichi look intimidating. Shuichi was tall, but he just was too pretty to be scary.

"Jason, we talked about you needing extra credit this semester. So here is an opportunity for you to do that." He smiled as he motioned to me. "You will tutor her on all the math she needs help with every Tuesday and Thursday, and part of the deal is you must walk her to her home, and study there."

It felt weird that Shuichi knew I needed an escort home. I'd only ever told Mr. Mayes that I felt uncomfortable walking home, so I assume he explained a little to Shuichi. I didn't tell him that it was because of Jordan, but I just told him I was scared to walk home alone. I was glad I did that at the beginning of this semester because he's always made sure to either bring me home himself, walk me to at least the train station, make sure Mika was with me, or called his son who went to college near my house. So pretty much he's taken care of me this entire semester and I have no idea how I will pay him back. That's the only reason I even tried starting to understand math, was for him.

Shuichi looked to me again, "Unfortunately Jason is busy tomorrow, so you two could start today? Then obviously next week would be Tuesday, not Monday." His perfect smile made me irritated.

"Fine with me." I tried not to look too unfriendly. Mika was right… his voice was definitely manly. Too bad he was a prick. Jason nodded and went to put his shit away. He then walked back over to me with his backpack on. It was so stuffed he looked as though he might be smashed by it. I stared at him awkwardly then glanced at Shuichi once more.

"Thanks." Then I looked to Jason. "Come on."

Jason followed me as Shuichi waved. "Good luck!"

I watched at Jason walked next to me. Was this guy really a senior? He sure was tiny… it was kind of hilarious. "Hey. I need to stop by my locker first." I said.

He barely looked at me, then nodded. Wow what a nerd. I stopped at my locker and took out the books I needed for today, then shoved the rest back inside. Then Mika walked up to me, same time as everyday. With exception to Tuesdays, we always met at this time after school no matter what, even if she wasn't walking me home.

"Hey Jason, what are you doing here?"

"Ummhmm.." He mumbled.

I rolled my eyes, "Mr. Mayes got Shuichi to lend him out to me as a tutor for my shitty math skills."

"Oh well that's great, and very nice of you Jason!" She smiled at him.

He shrugged still looking at the ground. "I need the extra credit."

We both stared at him then I rolled my eyes in annoyance again. "You going to the mall?"

She nodded, "Yup. Work starts in an hour! Good luck on your math, you can do it!" She pointed at me as she opened up her locker.

I nodded and waved as I walked away. "Have fun at work."

She stuck her tongue out at me as I laughed and turned away. Now walking outside and down the stairs the air between us became very awkward. This Jason nerd was seriously socially inept. Every time I tried to look at him he'd move his head father down than it was. Was he going to be able to help me without making eye contact with me? I sighed loudly, not caring if he heard my frustration.

"Heeeeey there Jason boy!" I heard a voice that sounded stupid. Then I stopped when we were approached by the freshman Kiba. Even though he's just a freshman he's already popular after just two months of the new school year. Only because he's known for being friends with the infamous Yusuke Urameshi, and apparently they still hang out and beat people up together. I don't believe any of it, but if it were true I wouldn't want to be mixed up with Yusuke's crowd. Guys like that probably do whatever they want to people without mercy.

He was smiling confidently as he looked at Jason, then looked at me with interest. His eyes went up and down my body, and I had the urge to rip his nut sac off. I just grit my teeth instead, as he turned back to Jason just after winking at me.

"Where you headin' off to with this beauty?"

Jason still looked extremely unconfident by actually spoke this time. "Just to tutor her… I need extra credit."

Yeah. He's said that like fifty times already. Gosh.

Jason laughed. "Of course. Like you could get lucky with this kind of material."

I grit my teeth harder. "I'm standing right here you little bitch."

His eyes widened, looked to me, and then laughed out loud. He held his stomach, as he did so. "Woooh, you're feisty. And extremely beautiful."

The tone of his voice changed from dominant to sweat, and I just curled my lip at him. "We're busy. So you can beat up Jason, or take his lunch money another time. But right now he's with me, so fuck off." I didn't feel confident saying this to him, but I only did because he was a freshman, and was smaller than me. So I felt I had a good chance with a bluff.

He put his hands up in the air and laughed, "Ooh don't worry. I'm not here to bother you guys. Just wanted to say hi to Jason." He then looked at Jason with a creepy look, and smirked. Obviously he wanted to harm him some way, but since I was here he didn't. "I'll catch you some other time then, Jason." He pointed to him as he walked away, then he winked at me again. "Catch ya later, cutie."

"What a loser." I said, and Jason snapped his head up to me. He looked way too shocked but I was surprised he made eye contact with me finally.

"What?" I said.

He gulped. "I'm just not used to people defending me."

That makes two of us… I sighed and looked down. "Well, now you can work even harder at helping me with my math." I forced a smile, and even though he was still a huge ass nerd who didn't know how to socialize, I felt like we kind of bonded right there.

After walking back home I was glad to walk into my house and remove my shoes. I was super tired, and the cold outside was really getting tiresome. I watched him as he removed his shoes and then hung his jacket.

"You want some tea, or somethin'?" I asked as I set my backpack on the kitchen table. He just shrugged at me and stood there stupidly, not moving. I rolled my eyes. "Come here, and sit down. I have to go change."

He blushed and walked over to the table to sit down. I shook my head at him, put on some water for tea then walked to my room to change. I didn't shut the door cause I knew he was way too shy to even get out of that chair, then I ripped off my nice clothes and changed into my sweats and loose tank top. I loved loose fitting clothes, and if I could just wear sweats without being judged, I would every day. I walked back into the kitchen and made us both a cup of green tea. I set his teacup down in front of him and sipped on mine, glad to see he already had all the books laid out. At least he could take charge on this math thing, because I really needed help.

"Alright. Let's start with derivatives." He said quietly.

I stared at him still surprised he was talking, and nodded. "Ok."

"How far along would you say you were?" He glanced to me.

"I don't get shit."

He stared at me now, seeming confused.

"I don't understand?" I looked irritated. "I don't know how to derive! Don't look so astounded! I'm not a smart ass like you!" I glared and then sipped my tea.

Then he looked down and just adjusted his glasses, clearing his throat. "Alright. I guess we'll just start from the beginning then." He sounded taken aback. Was it really that surprising that I was this 'stupid'? Gosh that made me mad.

Jason stayed at my house for over two hours and he actually helped me to understand way more than I thought possible in two hours. I felt optimistic by the time he was leaving my house, and actually kind of excited to see Mr. Mayes reaction to my improvement. Obviously it was going to take more than just one day for it to show, but I could see the future was promising.

"Well, I see you later then." I was holding the door opened while he walked out.

He nodded and waved awkwardly. "Yup."

I widened my eyes with annoyance as he walked away. What a nerd! But… I was very grateful for him being patient with me, and helping me understand the 'easy' stuff. I sighed and shut the door, feeling good. I felt even better when I realized this was a Monday night, and even though it was the beginning of the week, it was one of the nights that my Dad stayed late at work. So I didn't have to argue with him, or see him drunk before bed. That meant, I got to watch television and eat ice cream all on my own! I enjoyed my mint chocolate chip ice cream, and then headed to bed. Ready for the next day of school, and feeling positive about my future math grades.

I slept great, and even had a dream about my favorite movie character coming over to my house. We made pizza together and got flour all over each other, and of course after that we made out. It was a pretty great dream, and I was glad to be feeling positive on my way to school. Since I was feeling good I made sure to wear my new black lace blouse. It was hardly see through because the lace was dark, but all I wore under it was a black bra. It was long sleeved, but wasn't very warm. So to make up for that, I wore my tight jeans and my tall brown boots. I didn't feel like straightening my hair so I left the stupid ass wave in it, and decided to wear some eyeliner to balance out my shitty hair. I felt pretty for once in a long time, because going to school was a huge stress with Jordan there, and I never thought about my looks anymore.

Mika met me at the front like usual and waved at me, "How are you hotty?" She winked and spanked my butt. I glared at her and blushed, "Shut up." She always pointed out when I wore makeup, because she thinks I should wear it more. But it just pissed me off, because she made me embarrassed… though, I did like the fact she told me I looked good. She was always so encouraging. We walked to our lockers and got out our books for class, then walked into class to sit down. Science was always boring, but I got it. What I looked forward to was English, because I was actually good at writing. I hated math and didn't look forward to the test or homework, but Mr. Mayes always made it easier to be there… he was always so… nice. I was bored all day throughout class, skipped P.E. as usual, and then when math came along I was actually kind of excited.

I sat down next to Mika and smirked, "I got a tutor for math ya know."

She perked up. "Really? Who?"

"Shuichi" I thought I'd pick on her.

Her eyes somehow got as big as Frisbees, "ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?" She stood out of her desk, and was holding her mouth.

I laughed quietly as she began freaking out.

"You HAVE to invite me over when he's tutoring you! Then you have to tell me each time he's over there, and you have to…-"

"Mika."

"…-en we need to get together after every Tuesday…-"

"Mika!" I shouted, and my other classmates looked at me annoyed.

"What!?" She looked at me finally.

"I was fuckin' with you." I smirked and leaned back.

She looked pretty sad now, and dropped back into her desk. "Why… why would you do that to me?" And now she sounded pretty pathetic.

I rolled my eyes, "Yeah right like he'd take his time out of his busy ass schedule to help a lower class student. Yeah fuckin' right. He probably thinks he's too good for me anyway." I waved my hand.

She glared at me, "He does NOT! He's a great guy, and is always super nice to everyone. But you're right. He is busy, and probably wouldn't want to help grumpy pants like you anyway. He's much more optimistic than you are." She crossed her arms and sat back in her desk. Guess I pissed her off.

Leaning back in my desk as well, I sighed, "I didn't mean to insult him…" Yes I did. "But.. I just meant was that he's too busy to help me." I tried to sound less angry towards him. She just kept pouting and didn't look at me… she hated it when I insulted him, and I just didn't get why she held him so high up. He's probably a jerk anyway; she just hasn't seen that side of him yet.

After going through math class I was again, happy with the notes I had taken. They kind of sort of actually made sense as well. After class ended Mika left as fast as she could to go stalk pretty boy, and I waited as students took their time quizzing Mr. Mayes. Then when all the students were finally gone, I jumped out of my chair and ran to the front of the classroom.

"I'm gonna make you proud."

He looked intrigued, "Oh really? Why's that?" He smiled.

"Well that nerd you got me really helped, just in one day. So I see a positive outcome to all of this."

He crossed his arms with satisfaction, "Well that's great to hear, Amber. I'm glad."

His praise made me feel good. "Yeah, and even though he's super weird and awkward, he was actually sort of… OK." I couldn't bring myself to say nice yet, because he's too weird to know. Mr. Mayes picked up his bag and walked out with me.

"Well I'm excited to see results on the next quiz." He turned to me before walking away. "Let me know if you need a ride, I'll be in the teacher's lounge." He waved.

I waved back as I giggled like an idiot, and went the opposite direction of him, towards my locker. I opened it up and shoved all my heavy books inside then took the ones I needed to study with and placed them into my bag. I moved slowly because I was waiting for Mika to come meet me after she stalked Shuichi for a bit. I don't care that my best friend is a creep, but it's annoying if she puts her 'creeping' over our hangout time. I glanced down at my cell phone to check the time, and noticed she was already ten minutes late. I guess I was going to go wait outside. Right after shutting my locker I heard a voice that I've grown to despise.

"Hey, sexy." He bit out as he walked up way too close to me.

"Back off, Jordan." I felt scared but portrayed confidence.

He smirked down at me as if I was a dog, and I backed up against the lockers. "You're here late." He pointed out. This made me sick because he knew I wanted nothing to do with him. Asking him,-no…begging him to leave me alone was just something he ignored like a buzzing fly. He liked getting in my face, and not respecting me. I could tell by the look in his eyes.

"Leave me alone, please."

He frowned and I could see the muscles in his jaw tighten. But he kept talking. "So you hear that James got expelled?"

Why didn't he just leave me alone? I don't even care about James, or give a shit why he was expelled. He probably deserved it anyway, but why the hell was Jordan telling me!? I kept quiet and stared at the ground.

"Yeah. I heard he was stealing shit from Mrs. Teely." He looked up and down the halls, as if he knew he was doing something bad. Then smirked down at me again. "She's a bitch, not sure why anyone cares." He looked annoyed at me, because I wasn't responding. "What do you think about that?" He leaned in slightly lower to my level.

I didn't respond.

BANG!

I twitched hard when his hand slammed down on the lockers next to me. The noise was loud and rang throughout the hall. He leaned in very close to my face, and I could feel his breath while I looked back at him. My heart was racing and I was afraid.

"Look you little bitch. You think you can just ignore me!?" He yelled. "You think you're better than me? You can't get rid of me that easily." He was whispering now.

My eyes were wide and I tried my hardest to keep the tears back. I was so done with him harassing me. I just wanted him to leave me alone. He stepped back and pointed at me. Then to my surprise he adjusted his jacket and in a second looked back to his normal happy façade. Right then a teacher I didn't know peeked his head out of the teacher's lounge to look around. He saw us right as Jordan was walking away. He shrugged and sipped his coffee, then turned around back into the lounge.

I was shaking now, but quickly gathered myself and pulled my backpack on. I was going to go get Mika. Now. I couldn't stand being here any longer. I remember she said she'd be in the science lab today, so I quickly rushed over there and slammed opened the door. I didn't care who was in it, I just knew she was, and I really wanted to go. As soon as I walked in I could smell a horrible smell, and then to my surprise I felt my feet go out from under me. I flipped backwards and my back hit the floor, hard. I heard myself gasped all the air out from my lungs and now I was lying on the ground wondering what the fuck just happened. That hurt like a bitch, and my head was ringing.

"Are you OK?" A nerdy voice came from beside me. I sat up and held my head as I looked to him. It was Jason. He was holding a glass container, had a lab coat on and blue gloves. He was cringing as I looked around to see a few more nerds staring at me.

"You might want to get out of that."

Right when he said that I could feel my hands tingling slightly, and then I realized they were burning. "What the hell is this stuff?" My jeans were soaked.

He just stood there like an idiot and pointed to my jeans. "You might wanna take those off."

I looked disgusted at him. "What the fuck, Jason? What's wrong with you? Why is this shit all over the ground." The bottoms of my legs, my butt, along with my arms and hands were now beginning to burn, and he just stood there like an idiot gaping at me. I think his brain broke. "Hello!? What is this shit, Jason?" I was kind of yelling by this time.

Right then the door I just came through, opened up again and I saw Mika walk in with Shuichi. She was blabbing and he was listening patiently, also looking like he wanted to jump off a cliff… well, to me he looked that way. Then Mika stopped and looked at me excited. "Amber! What are you doin' here?" She gleamed, and then frowned, as she looked me up and down. "Uh oh."

Shuichi's perfectly pretty little face looked alert with worry and then he rushed towards me, stepping in the puddle of liquid to get to me. He quickly grabbed my upper arm, "Jason. I told you not to mix the acid until I got back." He said sternly, without looking at him.

I felt panic. "ACID!?" Right then he pulled me up off the ground with complete ease. How the hell was he so strong? Then Jason just hung his head. Still holding my arm firmly Shuichi glanced to my eyes once as he began pulling me to the back of the room.

"Come." He rushed me back into a small room in the back. I saw two showers and some sinks with weird looking knobby things poking out. He let go of my arm and quickly turned on one of the showers, then shoved me in. I was pissed because he shoved me in without warning.

"What the hell!?"

"Quickly. Take off your clothes."

"What!?" I yelled at him through the loud noise of the shower stream, and held myself tightly.

"That's acid on you, it's going to burn your skin. You need to remove your clothes." He said this extremely calm, yet he still had some urgency in his voice.

"Are you serious?" I looked pissed as I began to unbutton my black lace blouse.

He looked irritated for a moment then stepped over to me and grabbed my shirt. He ripped it opened and all the buttons fell to the floor. Then he pulled it off completely, slopping it to the ground. That was one of my favorite shirts, and all I had underneath was my bra. I was pissed.

"HEY!" I tried to backhand him. Yet some how I completely missed, I was probably panicking too much... By this time my back was burning much more, and my legs were on fire. My hands hurt too as I tried to unbuckle my jeans, but once again his hands were there doing it for me.

"I can DO IT!" I screeched as he pulled them down completely, and then wrapped his arm around my waist as he lifted me with ease while taking them off entirely. By this time I was thanking the gods that I shaved my bikini line today before wearing my black lace panties. Because his face was practically smashing into my stomach when he finally set me down.

"What the fuck, can you just chill!?" I yelled at him as I tried hitting him again. Somehow he easily stepped out of the way, and it almost looked as though he didn't even notice me trying to hurt him. What the fuck!? I was so mad about this whole fuckin' situation. He wasn't looking at me anymore as he was now holding my hair up into the water, rinsing it thoroughly. Then I felt his hand rubbing down my back, and I jerked. He stopped, and looked me right in the eyes.

"You need to let me clean the acid off your skin." Before I replied he just began washing me again, I was about to try to hit him again, but instead I started washing my arms off. His hand was rubbing my back, and I slightly got the tingles when he slid his hand under my bra strap in the back. I didn't feel uncomfortable when he moved down lower, he wasn't being creepy about it at all, and I appreciated that. Even though I still hated him for being so cold about this. He skipped my butt, and then finished cleaning all the way down my legs. I glanced back again as he stood up, and I laughed in spite, because he was all wet now. He turned me to face him and smiled reassuringly. His nice smile slightly shocked me, because it was so nice to look at. What a good faker.

"Now, I'm going to go get some new clothes for you. And you need to take your under garments off and finish rinsing your body. Make sure you're very thorough." He said harshly. "And don't get out." He glanced back as he left the small room.

I just stood there now staring at the door he left from. I was surprised at how fast he acted and then I frowned remembering that he ripped my shirt. I glanced around then walked out of the shower, over to my pile of clothes. I picked up my shirt to look at the buttons, but when I held it up all I could see was a huge lightly discolored spot in the back of it. I gasped and dropped it back on the ground. This sucked! My favorite shirt was fucked by acid, and now I'm fucked by acid. I ran back into the shower ripped off my under wear, and began washing myself thoroughly. Just like he said to. I hope my skin didn't melt off! I started to get upset.

After a bit Mika came into the shower room with my spare gym clothes. She was smiling way too big for the fact that acid just got all over her best friend, but I knew she was only doing that cause of Shuichi. She was going to ask me all about it, I'm sure. But I just wanted to get out of this retched place, and go home. She handed me a towel, and I dried off.

"Check my skin, please." I turned around and pulled my towel off, and pulled my hair over my shoulder.

She walked over there and I felt her hand touch my back. "Oh man, it's all red. All the way down. Does it hurt?" She sounded concerned.

"Does it look bad!?"

"Just like a bad sunburn. Shuichi said that was diluted acid, so it probably shouldn't scar."

I turned around quickly, "SCAR!?" Pretty sure this was my worst day of this year. I held back my tears, but frowned and dropped my head. "My favorite shirt got ruined too." I waved my hand over towards the pile of clothes.

"Oh you poor baby." She reached over and hugged me while she pat my head. "Your skin will be fine, I'm sure. He said there might be some blistering, but other then that you'll be OK. And he probably rinsed you off well… also, we can buy you a new shirt." You could just hear her positive face expression.

"Sure hope he knows what he's talking about." I changed into the clothes she brought me, and then turned to her. "Let's go. Please?"

"Ok!"