Seven Minutes in Hell
I'm just an average guy, you know. No matter what rumors you've heard about me, they're not true.
I'm just...
Okay, fine. I'm a narcissistic player. Happy?
Okay, that's done.
Sometimes, though, I tend to make silly mistakes. Silly mistakes like, well, this one.
~SEVEN~
Rin POV
Hi! The name is Rin, Rin Kagamine.
...Wow, I'm really cliché.
Anyways, I'm a ninth grader, and I'm, well...
I'm a complete stereotypical nerd. I have the big glasses, I'm totally immersed in books everywhere I go, and I almost always keep my bangs away from my face with clips so that they don't fall when I'm reading.
It takes a lot to get me mad about stuff, you know?
But there is one person who constantly pisses me off. And it's not like he even knows my name or anything. In fact, he's sort of nice. Just not to me.
Or, he never looks at me.
In fact, I don't think he knows I exist, which is a little bit depressing. Or it could be a totally good thing. Whatever.
Anyways, if he talks to me, I snap. If he'd say 'excuse me' or 'sorry,' I'd go: Yeah, you'd better be sorry, you creep.
His name is Len.
That's it.
Len.
It's short, simple, and totally innocent. Say it with me: Leeeen.
Okay, that's all good. But he's the opposite of innocent. He's a total player! As in, he's a man whore. He likes to chart off with girls' hearts and bring back pieces. He melts their hearts down, cools them into fragile glass, and then destroys them with these mere words:
I'm breaking up with you.
Now, I have never said these words. Ever. In fact, I have never dated since my last breakup. Let's just say the last time went so horribly awful that I swore never to give my heart away again.
All right- We're going to skim past that depressing angst.
This is not to say that I can't fight. I know karate and I'm totally not afraid to use it. Just people tend to leave me alone, which is fine by me. But sometimes it's hard to hide in the shadows, because my best friend happens to be the most freakin popular girl in the freakin school.
How did I get Miku Hatsune to be my friend? God knows. One day she just hops over to me, grins a blinding grin, and says:
"Be my friend, Kagamine Rin!"
At first, I suspected everything. No, I didn't have any guy friends. I wasn't taking over her popularity ranking. There was nothing even semi threatening about me. I questioned her endlessly, until finally, I gave up, and she took to following me around like puppy dog.
You may think that this increased my status points, but it just decreased Miku's.
And yet, she still hangs out with me!
My other best friend is Gumi Megpoid. I can't say Miku and her get along, but I sort of bridge the gap. Gumi is my 'childhood' friend. The one that you skip around on flimsy playgrounds with, threatening to burn up stuff and giggling maniacally afterwards.
...What? You've never done that? You have no childhood.
I got really quiet and immersed into academics and books as I got older, and now I'm only hanging onto social life with a thread.
Anyways, back to Len. He has this thing, okay. And it's a game Len likes to play with himself called: Capture every girl's heart and destroy them!
It pisses. Me. Off.
The guy has never even looked at me for more than a few seconds. He's never even talked to me. And yet, he pisses me off from afar. I have been around to witness more than one nasty breakup, and I once walked in on him in a closet with a girl by the name of Neru Akita.
Who happens to be my worst enemy, and the one that you see bullying stereotypical nerd kids.
This proved to be a fabulous blackmailing opportunity, but I let it slip by standing there and gaping like an idiot. And they brushed past me, talking about a new spot to make out.
Jerks.
So there you have it. My life in a nutshell. Myself, my best friends, my worst enemy, and my unintentional worst enemy.
So what ruined this perfect little drama?
Two words:
Len.
Kagamine.
~SEVEN~
"Rin! You have to come to Len's party. He invited everyone," Miku gushed, dabbing mascara onto her already flawless lashes. Miku is absolutely perfect, so why she would need makeup is beyond me.
"You have to come!" Gumi mocked, her face all pinched up like a chipmunk's. Miku glared at her, and she returned the glare.
"Are you going, Gumi?" We were in Miku's house. The only reason Miku puts up with Gumi is because I'm her friend.
Miku...Is rich. I say this because it is the truth. I don't mean to sound so blunt, but it's true. She's the daughter of a famous cosmetics company owner. She lives in a mansion with gold plated stairs and marble everywhere. She has chandeliers dripping diamonds, and I will be completely honest:
I'm totally jealous.
"Hell yes." she snorted. "Akaito is going to be there."
"Akaito sees as much in you as a cat sees in a pile of bird poop." Miku sneered, and Gumi threw down her magazine. See, by now, I would be in tears, but Gumi took it like a woman. And Gumi's been asked out, not dumped. Or rejected. Or broken up with. So her heart is not as fragile or weak, as, well, mine.
Damn my heart.
"I need to use the restroom!" she announced.
"Oh, we toooootally need to know." Miku mumbled. "Anyways, Rin! So I have decided that you are going to the party whether you say otherwise or not! And you can't go to the party without a dress, silly!"
"Who said I'm going-!" I was cut off by Miku looking deathly evil. She stood up, rolling up her sleeves, a dark manga-twinkle in her emerald eyes. She grabbed my arm and dragged me into her walk-in closet. "NOOOO! LET ME GOOOO!"
One minute later, I was dressed in a soft, dark blue dress, that came up to my waist and flared out into a ruffled skirt. High- AS IN SO FREAKING HIGH I ACTUALLY SEEMED TALL- heels accentuated my feet, and I had a small blue clutch.
I. Was. Mortified.
I stared at myself in Miku's ornate full-length mirror.
"HOLY HELL, MIKU!" I screamed at it. Miku's hand fluttered over my eyelids as she brushed on some blue, glittery, powder. It tickled like heck and I let out a desperate giggle. She grabbed my face in a death grip and brought it close to hers. I winced, twisting around.
"Stop moving, stupid! You're going to get mascara in your eyes!" She dabbled here and there and I glared at her so hard that tears came to my eyes. She patted on pink stuff onto my cheeks and then grabbed my chin, forcing my mouth open. She swept the lipstick across my mouth.
Finally, she twisted my hair, and then braided it, and then decided she liked it down. She left it in its mess and announced that I looked gorgeous.
I almost laughed out loud.
She made a little 'oh!' of surprise and yanked off my precious and beautiful glasses.
"Sorry, Rin! You look really cute with them, but not party-cute!"
Gumi hopped in and almost fell over while Miku was doing my nails all dark blue and sparkly.
"WHAT THE HELL? I WALK AWAY FOR ONE MINUTE AND YOU DESTROY RIN? Oh, Rin, it's okay," she said desperately, trying to comfort me.
"Puh-leeze." Miku scoffed. "Rin's going to break hearts today! Come on!"
She disappeared into the closet to get ready herself. "Give me a few minutes!"
Gumi snorted. "I'm going in these." She was wearing ripped jeans and a cute punk rock top with a picture of a guitar on it. She had her Converses- Totally Gumi.
I was jealous of her, too, but as long as Miku was here, I would never get out of her house wearing a 'Gumi.'
Miku waltzed back out in a gorgeous peacock-y gown with her make-up somehow all coordinated with her eyes and her dress. How? How?
"I'm ready! We're off!" She followed this up with a cringe at Gumi's 'party' attire, grabbed my arm, and yanked me out into the freezing night.
And that was the first strike.
~SEVEN~
Len POV
Ya know how there's always this one girl who...You notice, but don't really care about, until she shows up at your (freakin awesome) party, looking totally adorable?
...Yeah, I didn't think so.
Anyways, Rin Kagamine, this nerdy girl in my classes, showed up at my party last night, looking like a freakin doll. I mean before, she kept her hair up, and wore these cute, but slightly overlarge glasses, and if she looked at me, she looked away just as quickly with death all over her face.
But when I went to greet them, I grinned and said: "What school do you go to?" right to her face. I didn't know who she was! Either ways, it ticked her off. It would have ticked me off, too, to be honest. But I swear to god I had no clue who she was.
"Your school, asshole." she slipped past me, her teeth gritted together, her eyes screaming: GET ME THE HELL OUT OF HERE.
I looked at Miku, bewildered, and she smiled mischievously, shrugging her model shoulders. Miku is so pretty that boys go wild for her at school. For some reason, she's never even bothered to ask me out, and vice versa. Don't really know why. It could be the whole I-Am-Already-Popular-And-Don't-Need-Len-Kagamine-To-One-Up-That thing. Or she just doesn't like me.
Ha, that's a good one.
Oh, I crack myself up.
"That's Rin."
"Kagamine?" My voice went hushed. Yup, the girl shared a last name with me. Rin? Nerdy Rin who hated parties and barely said a word in general? What the hell? I spun back to give her a look and sighed. Yup, that was Rin. Every other high school girl had a chest-
-Except for Rin.
She had her arms crossed over herself and kept inching to a corner of the room.
"Unless someone does something about that girl, she's going to befriend the wall tonight," Gumi huffed.
"She brought a book?" Miku sounded horrified. "Ooooh! Just wait till I get my hands on her-"
I shrugged. "I can go and orient her into party life."
Miku and Gumi exchanged looks, and then Gumi leaned up, giving me the scariest look in the goddamn world.
"I swear to god, Len Kagamine. If our Rinny's heart shows any sign of sadness when she returns to us, you will never see the light of day again."
What the hell?
Okay.
I gave her a suave thumbs up, kissed Neru on the cheek as I walked by, and approached Rin, who had indeed begun to read. She absentmindedly let out an 'oh!" as she bumped into the drinks table, and then plopped onto the couch, her eyes alight as she read.
What kind of person are you, Rin Kagamine?
"Hey!" I called out to her softly, and she just absorbed herself further. She didn't seem to notice I was there until I stood above her. "Rin!"
Finally, she broke away and looked up at me. Her face contorted and she wrinkled her nose like she didn't know who the hell I was.
"What school do you go to?" she blinked at me, and I rolled my eyes sarcastically.
"Haha, very funny. What are you reading?"
"Oh, let me tell you, it's the funniest thing. It's called leave me alone before I nail you in the balls." Rin laughed prettily. "Isn't that great?"
What was up with this chick? I've never heard her talk, and when I do, it's this?
"Quite a long name for a book," I attempted conversation again, but Rin just got up- and get this -she breezed past me like it was nobody's business, and walked away.
I spun around and grabbed her wrist, yanking her back. A shiver coursed through me and I gave her a glare. My temper flared up. Who the hell did she think she was?
"Don't you dare walk away like you own the place. In fact, this is my house! I could kick you out-"
"You don't have to!" Rin shoved her face all close up to mine, and I was momentarily intrigued by her amazingly blue eyes. "I was leaving anyways!"
She stalked up to her friends, whispered something in their ears, and then stormed outside, keys swinging from her finger. Both Miku and Gumi gave me wicked twin glares, and then resumed conversation.
I massaged the sides of my head in frustration. Whatever! Who needed her? I had the entire girl population (mostly) in the palm of my hand. But for some reason, I couldn't kick her out of my mind.
"Oh, man!" Mikuo Hatsune, my best friend, came swaggering up, looking after Rin. "Was that a girl rejecting Len Kagamine?"
"Ah, can it." I punched him in the gut and rubbed my neck. "So what? Not everyone has to like me."
"Dude, your face is screaming: I WANT TO HAVE SEX WITH-"
"Mikuo, shut up!" I hissed, shoving him into a couch.
"How about I make you a bet, Len?"
I was instantly wary. A bet? With Mikuo?
"What's the bet?"
"I will give you 100 dollars if you get Rin Kagamine to play Seven Minutes in Heaven with you by the end of the year." He announced so loudly that everyone looked over. Miku and Gumi traded looks, and then gave me dark ones, shaking their head.
Everyone looked at me to see if I would pass it up.
Yeah, no. It would make me look like a wimp.
"And if I lose?" I asked cautiously.
"Well, your reputation goes pewwwwwsh!" Mikuo accentuated the sounds.
"Got it." I said, folding my arms. "I'll throw a party at the end of the year- two and a half months, is it?- and Rin will play SMIH with me voluntarily."
"Right. You can't force her."
"She'll say it on her own."
"Oooooh!" The crowd swelled, and a few of my girlfriends glared.
Mikuo held out his hand and I shook it furiously.
I was not going to lose.
Miku facepalmed, and Gumi folded her arms, tapping her foot angrily.
Oh, man. I'm totally going to get hell from those two later on, aren't I?