Liar Ch. I: Coffee.

God, my life sucks. Yeah, I said it, come and get me, Aioko, you little demon child. Okay, so your probably wondering why, and if you arent, well, screw you. I have enough problems without you judging me. My name is Sora Yamamoto, I am a 16 year-old boy with wild spiky hair, blue eyes and tanned skin, and right now, I am dying. Thats right, I am dying.

Okay, maybe I am not really dying. But as I am waling down the unfamiliar streets of this crappy little town, which is chilly for some unreasonable reason that I cant comprehend, especially since it is the middle of july. Friiiick.

I pulled my jacket closer as I made my way down the road. As I said, it was unfamiliar territory. Why, you ask? Because my parents and my older sister, the demon child, decided it would be a nice change of pace for the summer. God, I hate them all. I stopped abruptly to sneeze. Crap. Now i'm catching a cold. Now I really hate them. I have a frickin cold in the summer!

This town sucked. There were only a few shops downtown that I had already checked out, and they both sucked. Yeah, both. As in only two. I stopped to survey my surroundings and groaned. There was nothing for miles, or, thats what I thought at first.

There, on the vast grass lands, was a single hill. Nothing else for miles but this one hill, and the machine on top of it. There on top of the small, half circle hill, was a vending machine. Just a vending machine, nothing else. And the machine was, incredibly, in good shape. No rust, the paint, although peeling slightly, was all still there, I could even make out a few cans still inside.

I cocked my head to the side, not willing to believe my eyes. How was this even possible? Quickly, I ran to and up the hill to inspect my find. The vending machine was, unbelievably, real. There were a few cans of pop and, oh, wow. I gulped. There on the second shelf to the left was a can of mint hot chocolate. My throat went dry. Well, I am kinda thirsty. And I could spare, what is it, $.50? I could stand to lose two quarters. Besides, I at least have to see if it works.

I took the change out of my pocket and slipped it into the machine. I heard the plink sound the change made as it hit the bottom. I shakily pressed the correct button and, low and behold, the can drops down into the trough-thingy you take it from. I couldn't believe it. It works.

Reaching down into the trough-thingy, I pulled the can out and it was warm, not scalding hot, or room temperature, but warm, like the temperature you would wait for it to get to if you made it. I was about to take a drink, but- " hey," that happened.

I jumped slightly at the voice, it was obviously female. I turned slowly to see who had spoken, And was surprised at what I found. It was the most gorgeous girl I had ever seen. She had red hair, auburn red. it wasnt quite brown, and it wasn't quite red. It was somewhere in between. Her eyes were violet blue and sparkling with mischief. "um, what?" I replied lamely after I realized that she was still talking to me.

She rolled her eyes " I said, you took the last hot chocolate, and I have had a long day, could I please have it."

I suddenly became defensive, why should I give her my hot chocolate? " no! You aren't the only one who had a bad day, get some coffee or something."

I was just about to open it when she spoke again, " well I just stepped in a puddle," oh, so thats how your going to play it.

" well I have a cold and I walked all the way here from the town," I told her.

"Ha!" She laughed at me, " my father hit me for not getting the paper this morning, my mother disowned me, and I just go fired."

my eye brows shot up and I tried to think of something... crap." okay, you win." I whispered handing her the can.

She smirked and took it, " thank you!" she opened it and started sipping.

I glared at her, after composing myself I realized something, " was any of that even true?"

she pulled away from the can and smirked at me, " wouldn't you like to know?" she said before turning " Ja!"

I watched her leave before involuntary smiling, wondering if she came here every day while I bought my self a can of coffee. My grin widened as I took a sip of my coffee, anticipating tomarrow.

" OW! Hot hot hot!"