Escaping Glass

I rolled over on to my side, stealing the sheet from the bed to cover up my body from the cold. The house was so cold this morning that I was tempted to touch that thermostat without being scolded by Kaito. I felt that familiar stinging sensation up my nose, before letting out a dry sneeze. I got up and wrapped myself in the sheet and exited my room, before bumping into a stack of boxes outside the bedroom door. The box had a snowflake on it with the words: Cool Blue Ice Cream, printed out on it in big blue letters.
Not this again, I thought sourly.
I made my way down the stairs and into the kitchen, where a tall blue haired man was busy with ten churning ice cream makers.

"Hey Kaito!" I called out over the clamoring buzz of the machines.

Kaito turned his head towards me. "Yes?" he said equally loud enough.

"Please tell me your not starting that ice cream business again!"

"Yeah I'am, and it's going to be a hit!"

"Your an idiot!"

With that I turned to the thermostat on the wall behind me. 20 degrees Fahrenheit, well how can we change that? I placed my fingers on the dial and pushed the red arrow up to 65 degrees, hearing the heater start up after I did so. I went back up to my room and stripped down, the drifts of warm air washed over my body. I had half my blue pleated skirt up, now in my underwear, when I heard clamoring footsteps angrily come up the stairs. I heard my bedroom door open.

"I though I told you not to-"

I heard Kaito's voice stop in mid sentence. My naked, except for my bra, back was towards him n my skirt was nearly hiked up to my waist. I peered over my shoulder and glared at him darkly.

"Get out. Before I crush you. With my roadroller," I grinned deviously, trying not to snap out at Kaito.

The door mediately slammed shut. I exhaled and went back to putting on my school uniform. Kaito is like a brother figure to me, but even brothers can be an annoyance and never knock. The reason for the whole thermostat thing was that Kaito wanted to make a very successful ice cream business, but since it's summer he has been putting on the ac full blast. I looked at myself in the mirror. Summer had come very quickly in seasonal references, which made spring seem like it never happened. And soon I'll be going into the high school where Kaito will finish up his Senior year the same time I become a Freshmen.
Incase you were wondering why Kaito was living with me, is because a long time ago when I was twelve. Kaito, another friend, Miku and I, got into some complicated gang stuff which was tied off with a chain of drug smugglers and gunmen. Long story short, we banded together and ran off with ten-thousand yen right when things turned ugly and the circle of sin was no more thanks to "anonymous" given to the police force for around, I'd say, ten-thousand yen.

Hey don't go pointing fingers at anyone, it was "anonymous".

Anyways, after all the trouble we ran in we really didn't have a home so Kaito, Miku and I decided to live up our lives together like the family we had abandoned long ago. We were channeled into reality all right and it took us a year to think about that trouble we went through as someones else's memory implanted into our heads. Like that made everything real.
All in all we're pretty regular, unless you count Miku and I's infamous duet songs we like to sing whenever we go do karaoke with some friends after school, sense we both don't have the guts to do a solo song. It was just us three as a family.

A boy who obsesses over ice cream.
A leek spinning pigtail girl.
And a roadroller driving girl.

Cue Dr. Phil.

I picked up a blue case with a purple butterfly on it with, Rin, sharpie'd in one of the butterfly's wings. Inside was two small clear contacts. I was technically nearsighted, not too bad and I had a slight blurring effect when I read. Glasses didn't really suit me so I chose to get contacts instead, this way I can also still look ten percent prettier than Miku. Not that it was a competition, but I had always been comparing myself to Miku. Don't get me wrong, she's my best friend, but who can compete with long teak hair, a perfect Lolita smile and perfect skin? The last part, I guess, doesn't count sense my skin is equally soft, smooth and had no acne.

After placing in the contacts I closed the case and slipped it into the pocket of my skirt. I picked up a hairbrush from my dresser and untangled the golden nots from my blond tresses. I put the hair brush back down, fixed my bangs then took out four white clips and placed them in m hair. When I was done I made a bunch of faces in the mirror and even did a supposably sexy pose with my skirt hiked up towards my panty line and a suggestive finger, with my other hand, trailing down from my lower lip and narrowed eyes.
I stopped doing that pose while saying: "I look like I work at a cosplay bar," with a shiver slithering down my spine. I swore to never do that pose again, before I shrugged on my shoulder and put my cellphone in my other pocket. I left my room and descended down the hallway to the bathroom where in identical uniform was Miku brushing her teeth with her Tooth Tunes toothbrush that sang out Run Devil Run by Girls Generation. I walked into the bathroom and took out my orange tooth brush from the tooth brush holder around a bobbing Miku.
As I squeezed out some tooth paste onto the bristles of my tooth brush, Miku removed her tooth brush from her mouth and said, "G'morni Rn," with a mouth full of foamy tooth paste and then put the tooth brush back into her mouth. I chuckled lightly before beginning to brush my teeth as well. After I was done brushing and was flossing Miku had already skipped out the door yelling, "Don't wait up Rin!" on her way out. When I was done flossing I strode downstairs to see Kaito occupy filling white tubes with blue ice cream with his ice cream maker. I noted a pair of Miku's street shoes gone and assumed Miku had already left without me. As I laced up my shoes near the doorway I looked up at the occupied Kaito.

"Your not going to school aren't you?" I asked, noting that he was still in his flannel ice cream print pajama pants.

"No, I'm gonna look for sponsors for my ice cream business Rin, soon well be rich I tell ya," he said enthusiastically, popping the lid on one full container.

"Kaito, finding sponsors is hard, you better be in school tomorrow and ace your English grammar test, or I'll run you over with a roadroller," I said lacing up my last shoe and snatching my backpack off the coat rack.

"Blue Rush, Polar Smash and Kaito are gonna be the next greatest ice cream flavors, just you wait Rin! And I will ace that test!" he called out before I slammed the front door behind me.

( At school )

A long yawn escaped past the tin space left open on the creases of my lips, letting sleep threaten to suppress my eyelids into shutting. I felt so tired and worn out from exhaustion from the following PE class I just had. Miku, who sat in the desk next to me, jabbed my side with her blue pen. I flipped the bird at her, making her laugh lightly, so I proceeded to plug in one earphone in my ear and turn on my iPod, letting the song World is Mine, that I had recorded of Miku and I doing a duet of, fill my ears with our vibrant voices.
I leaned over my notebook and began humming the catchy tune and felt Miku tap on my shoulder. I turned my head and handed her the other end of my earphone for her to listen in on. She bobbed her head and hummed with me in sync, our slightly muffled soprano voices rang out quietly from our throats. Unfortunately our teacher paused to take a breath to continue the lecture, but stopped in mid breath and laid his cold glare at us. We froze and Mr. Fujian called out on us. We got up, taking out the earphones and coming to the front of the class. I handed over my iPod along with the earphones that still rang out Miku and I's melodious song. Mr. Fujian lifted one earphone curiously and placed the earbud in his ear. After a while Mr. Fujian looked down at us, we could practically see the cliche light bulb floating above his head.

"This song isn't the real version is it?" he asked.

"No sir, Miku and I sang this version," I answered, feeling like I was digging my own grave.

A devious smirk traced across his lips. Mr. Fujian went back to his swivel chair and sat back. "Tell you what, I won't give you two a detention if you perform the song in front of the class right now, and of course you'll get your IPod back by the end of the day."

"But we don't have the instrumental to sing to," I pointed out, barley dodging bullets here.

Mr. Fujian's gaze was on my IPod's screen. "But it says here, World is Mine, Instrumental version, right here."

"Don't go through peoples playlists'!" I scolded angrily.

He waved my IPod mockingly at our faces, "Do the song or it's three detentions and class clean up for a week."

My teacher is evil.

"Here," I said, snatching my iPod back and running up the volume on high. I looked at Miku straight in the eyes and I knew that tonight I would have to sleep with one eye open. I mouthed down a countdown from three before I pressed the play button.

"Sekai de ichiban oimesama, sou iu atdukai. Kokoro ete...!" Miku and I sang out, going high and long on ete.

"Yo ne!"

I felt the burning looks of our classmates stare holes through Miku and I. I started sweating really hard and decided to keep my sight at the wall in the back of the classroom and make my body go num from others' penetrating looks. Miku's foot started to tap with the addicting beat of the song and my foot followed suit into sync with Miku's. I didn't feel nervous anymore.

"Kocchi no ga abunai wa yo... Ah!.. Hey baby... Ah!" Miku and I's hands were linked up in the air as we sung out the last screaming note with great vitality in holding out the note into a fade out, with the music absorbing out of the song next, officially ending it. We bowed down with our still linked hands and gave out heavy pants as our heads faced the floor. Then the room exploded. It was like letting the lid of a shookin up soda off, and the fizz of that figurative soda was loud. The reaction was unfathomable, the neighboring classes ended up poking their heads into our class room and Mr. Fujian was overwhelmed by trying to calm down thirty restless kids shouting encore over and over again. Miku and I were intoxicated by the abrupt atmosphere change, soaking up the positive flow that oozed from our fellow classmates and all those cheers as well. We grinned ear to ear, pleased with ourselves, not one bit shocked at the giant outbursts.

In the end people in the always started calling us the Vocal Perfections and kept asking for a short preview of the event that happened in class B.

{A/N: Hello, this is FireFlamz1, I hope you enjoyed the intro chapter, anyways, there is more to come, so keep reading, it makes you smarter!

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