This is the fifth story I'm going to be working on while working on four others, so don't hate me if I don't update often, please?
Disclaimer: I own nohing.
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"Alice! Time to get up! You're going to be late for school!" My mother yelled up from the bottom of the stairs.
I groaned and rolled out of bed, literally. I fell onto my back on the floor, but that was always my normal way of getting out of bed, on schooldays at least. I rolled onto my stomache and pushed myself off the floor and put my blankets back onto the bed. I then trudged to my own bathroom that was linked to my room and closed the door. I got a shower and brushed my teeth. I then grabbed my green brush and pulled it through my long platinum blonde hair. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw my silver eyes staring back at me. I then glanced at my pale skin and muttered to myself, "They're right, I do like a ghost..." I then glanced at my abnormally shaped birthmark. It went over my left eye and even had a pentagram on it. Seriously, how many birthmarks are shaped like pentagrams?
I quickly finished up in the bathroom and went back into my room and slipped on my pentagram necklace. Each point had a small ruby on it. I then slipped on a black and white striped sweater that clung tightly to me, showing off my shape, and then wore some dark blue jeans. I then slipped on my favorite pair of black leather gloves, then put on my favorite red and black toe-socks and grabbed my binder and purse, I went down the stairs and saw my mom had already prepared breakfast.
At the breakfast table, was Lance. He had his back towards me and his long red hair was laying against his back and he had on a neon orange shirt, neon green pants, and neon-ish red shoes.
I walked over to the table on the opposite side of Lance and asked, "Did we have any homework? I can't remember..."
"Nope." Lance answered as he greedily ate up the eggs my mom had made him. Lance and I were friends since I had moved to Japan three years ago. When I first met him, I thought he was gay, turned out he was straight, just crazy. He always wore a dark green bandana over his right eye and he had a strange... how do I phrase it... A strange, 'ritual', for Monday through Friday. Just to cause chaos at school, he had named a special event for each day.
Madness Monday: He dubbed you had to wear completely mismatched outfits that day.
Toot'n tuesday: He always somehow mnaged to hide a fake fart box in each of the classrooms and had it go off every now and again. Some people would help by bringing whoopee cushions and hiding them somewhere.
Wing'n it Wednesday: He dressed up as a bird. Where he got the costume, I'm not sure... But about fifty other students got bird costumes too. And he would have, 'Bird is the word' Playing over and over through one of his 'fart boxes'.
Neon Thursday: Basicially, you had to wear neon colors. Hence, his outfit.
The most disturbing of them all, Free balling Friday: You could wear anything EXCEPT underwear. It was even more disturbing the day he decided to wear a kilt... Ever since then, I had a newfound fear of friday the thirteenth...
My mom placed a practical buffet in front of me that consisted of, two plates of scrambled eggs, four slices of toast, a plate of bacon, two slices of french toast, three bowls of cereal, and five glasses of orange juice. I ate everything in less than ten minutes and said, "Thank you for the meal."
My mom just handed me my lunch box and sang, "Hurry up Alice~ You're going to be late for school~"
"Thanks," I said to my mom as she handed Lance a lunch box.
"Thanks mama!~" Lance sang.
"Hey, she's my mom!" I faked a pout and my mom laughed.
"I can be the mom of both of you~" My mom sang with a smile. "You should leave now, you don't want to be late~"
"Bye!" I called as I went out the door with Lance close behind.
"Bye-bye mama-san!" Lance called out.
"You know, anyone who sees you and doesn't know you would probably think you're gay." I stated.
"Let them be judgemental." Lance said, "Because no matter what, it still has the word 'mental' in it." I rolled my eyes.
We continued walking towards school, talking about the recent projects and how many days of school were left. About halfway there, we ran into 'John' and Lanette. They had been walking hand in hand and were about to kiss when Lance jumped between them and yelled, "Michelle!"
"BAKA USAGI!" 'John' yelled as he punched Lance in the face. I laughed at Lance's dumbfounded expression as he laid on the ground. 'John' wasn't Michelle's real name. It was supposed to me Michael, but a nurse spelled it wrong, hence the girly name. So, he used the first part of his last name, 'Johnson'.
He probably would've had a lot of grief when he was younger, but I was told that any time a kid teased him about it, they ended up in the hospital for at least a month. And at first glance, some people might actually mistake him for a girl. He had long midnight blue hair and he always had it in a ponytail. He also had a slim figure.
The girl he had been walking with, Lanette, was his girlfriend. They had been dating for about two years before I met them. Lanette had long, dark green hair that she always had in pigtails. Her eyes were a dark purple. I inwardly groaned as I noticed she was also following Lance's ritual of, Neon Thursday. She was completely dressed up in neon green.
"Hey guys, what's up?" I asked them as I strode up beside Lanette.
"Hey Alice. I do believe the sky is up." Lanette answered as she pointed up towards the sky.
"Ha-ha, very funny. You know what else is funny?" I asked them as Lance got up and walked over to us.
"Your face?" John stated, more than asked.
I slightly glared at him, then said, "No, I lost the game!"
John, 'tch'-ed, Lanette groaned, and Lance said, "Aww, you suck..."
We started heading towards school, talking about upcoming projects and the likes.
When we arrived at school, we were immediatly seperated from each other as the 'annoying' girls at school crowded us.
"Pleeeeeeeeeaaaaassse Alice?" One girl asked.
"You look just like Allen! You'd be a perfect cosplayer!" Another begged.
"Come on Alice, just once?" Another one asked. I inwardly groaned. The anime convention was two days away and everyone wanted me, Lance, John, and Lanette to dress up as some characters from D. Gray Man. I was not a particular fan of anime or manga, so I answered plain and simple, "No."
They continued to crowd and beg me, so I pushed through the crowd while saying no and finally got to my locker, then first period class before the bell rang. When the anime obsessed fangirls left, I slumped into my seat and felt someone poke my arm from my left. I turned my head, already knowing who it was, and asked, "What Lance?"
"Why are they so obsessed with these characters?" Lance asked.
I stared at him with a look that said, 'You're kidding, right?'. I sighed when he didn't get the telepathic message, so I said, "How would I know? I'm not one of them."
Lance shrugged, then everything quited down as the lesson began.
"Alright class, since you're my advanced math group, I'll make a deal with you since it's almost the end of school. If ninety percent of you get a ninety five or higher on the test, I'll dye my hair pink." Mr. Tangri said.
Everyone stayed quiet and someone coughed.
"Are all of you seriously not that interested in science?" Mr. Tangri asked.
I pouted since I would've been thrilled to see our oh-so-serious yet annoying science teacher have pink hair. I looked at Lance and we had a brief telepathic like converstion with our eyes. He sighed in defeat and I cheered on the inside. I knew my plan would work since most of the kids in class were manga obsessed fangirls. But I decided to raise the stakes, so I rose mu hand and Mr. Tangri said, "Yes Alice?"
"If ninety five percent of us get a ninety five percent or higher, will you dye your hair pink and shave it into a mohawk?" I asked.
"Sure, I doubt that it'll happen with how much optimism this class has." Mr. Tangri answered.
"Then," I said with a mischivious glint in my eyes, "Can I make a quick announcement?" Mr. Tangri raised his eyebrow, but gestured for me to go ahead. So, I stood up and went up to the front of the room and faced the class. I cleared my throat and said, "All of you D. Gray Man obsessed fangirls, listen up. If we get everyone in this class to score ninety five percent on this test, Lance, Lanette, John and I will dress up as the D. Gray Man characters and go to the anime convention."
The whole class erupted into squeals of pure delight and I cringed. Self sacrifice was sometimes nessecary for a worthy cause.
I immediatly returned to my seat and the test was handed out. Lance and I easily breezed through it. We both had photographic memories, so it was easy to remember what we had gone over. The other students were struggling and some were copying off others tests and some were somehow discreatly looking in their textbooks.
At the end of class, everyone turned in their test and we left for period two. Lance went off to do, whatever it is crazy people needed taco sauce and condoms for. I sat down in the back of the classroom for period two, and not even ten seconds later, the hallway erupted into fangirl squeals. Lance came running into the classroom, also squealing. He ran over to me and exclaimed, "Guess what happened!"
"Either John admitted he was gay, or you were able to trick someone into wearing a condom filled with taco sauce." I stated boreedly.
"No! Mr. Konji proposed to Miss Blevs!" Lance squealed. "And she said yes!"
"Good for them." I said, not really concerned with what happened.
School continued normally, but at the end of the day, there was an announcement that worried me greatly.
Mr. Tangri's voice boomed on the overhaed announcements, "Since everyone in my advanced class got a hundred percent on their test, I will be coming into school tomorrow with a pink mohawk," At this, some kids laughed, "But all of you going to the anime convention saturday get to dress up Lance, Alice, John, and Lanette."
The school erupted into excited screeches. John glared at me from across the classroom and I chuckled nervously. The bell rang and I immediatly made a run for it. I heard John's footsteps right behind me.
"MOYASHI!" He yelled at me as he followed in close pursuit.
"Don't kill me!" I fake pleaded while I was cracking up on the inside. I guess that's how Lance felt everytime he angered John. I laughed ot loud and John yelled, "You are so dead!"
I ran out the school doors and started down the streets. Bad move. With no traffic of students, John was catching up fast. I turned a corner and started sprinting, then I heard John yelp in surprise and I turned to see him tackled to the ground by Lance and Lanette.
"Thanks guys." I said as I walked over to them.
"You have some explaining to do." Lanette stated.
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Friday flew by, and it was now saturday morning. There were a million and seven fangirls at my house dressing up me, Lance, Lanette, and John. They complained about my hair being too long, but I told them if they cut it, I'd kill them.
They reluctantly allowed me to keep my hair the same length it was, and when they insisted on painting my arm red, I said I'd rather wear gloves. An argument ensued, and I won. I looked at the buttons on the outfit I was wearing and saw they had, 'Allen Walker', carved onto the back of each of them.
I waited for the others in the living room while a million fangirls took pictures of me. When Lance came out, I examined him and saw he had his 'special' hammer in a pocket on the side of his outfit. I also realized his hair was cut.
"But! How?" I exclaimed.
Lance shrugged and said, "I didn't mind having it cut. Did you know the person I'm dressed as is called Lavi? No last name. It's kind of weird..."
"What's weird is having to wear a skirt when you're a guy." John said as he enered the living room. Lance and I almost cracked up at the fact he actually was wearing a skirt. He also had his sword 'Mugen' at his side.
"It's not that bad." Lanette said as she entered the living room, wearing a much shorter skirt and her black ballet shoes.
John 'tch'-ed and turned his head away.
The fangirls surrounded John and Lanette and started chanting, "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!"
John glared at them, but kissed her anyway. It lasted a total of ten seconds and over a thousand photos were taken.
I then heard murmurs of 'Yaoi' amongst the fangirls and they slowly turned towards me and Lance expectantly.
"Eh? What?" I said as I felt a bead of sweat run down my forehead.
"Kiss." A girl in the front of the crowd said. She started chanting kiss, then a few people joined in and it eventually turned into the whole mob.
"Wait! No! We're not together like them! You've got it all wrong!" I said. I then felt someone's hand on my shoulders and turned to see Lanette. I was relieved for a moment, until she said, "Payback."
She pushed me forward as John pushed Lance towards me. Our lips crashed together as we ran into each other and I immediatly turned and felt a red blush burn on my cheeks.
"I'll get you for that Lanette!" I yelled.
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We arrived at the convention and we hadn't even been there for half an hour when the ground started to shake.
"An earthquake?" I shouted.
"Since when do earthquakes have lava?" John yelled out as he pointed to the north and we saw lava coming towards us.
I said, "Oh,"
"Shit." Lance finished.
"But there's snow!" Lanette said as she pointed towards the south. We looked and saw the snow coming towards us like a wave.
"We're gpoing to be burried alive before being burned to a crisp!" Lance shouted.
Before we could react, the snow actually did bury us, and we thought we were goners.
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The four cosplayers, Alice, Lance, John, and Lanette, had no idea, they were actually alive. Alive, but in a form of unstable cryogenic sleep in the snow as it turned to ice.
It had been 2012 when they went to that convention, and little did they know, they would be some of the few to survive the end of the world. They will wake up, one thousand nine hundred and six years later, to find themselves in a similar situation as the characters from D. Gray Man.
Problem was, decades of no use would cause slight brain damage, namely, amnesia. When they awake, they will know nothing of their past.
During the time frozen, Alice's left arm had not been frozen in ice, leaving it exposed. Somehow, it stayed attached, no animals stole it. A green gem floated by, and landed on her hand and implanted itself there.
One has to wonder, is this coincidence? Fate? Or is there another hand at play here...