Hi, this is just random! I don't own Death Note!
Ugh, camp. The week of school where we're stuck with everyone in our class. Nothing could be worse... other than the day I saw Mello die... and Matt, I mean, according to the date, it was three days after my thirteenth birthday! When my friend found out, she sat with me for three days because of my violent outbursts. Not my fault, all Kira's! I am still kinda pissed off that I didn't get to make him kick the bucket.
"Come on, Lily. The bus is here," said my best mate, Hannah. She kinda reminded me of a darker haired Mello with glasses... but then again, lots of people did. I looked like L and BB (kinda hard to look like one and not the other).
"Ah... oh... yeah..." I said, picking up my bags. Two suitcases and a shoulder bag with my favourite pictures of BB, Matt, and Mello embroidered on it. Yup, this moody rollercoaster of a teenage girl can sew!
Hannah, my other friends, Ashley, Annie, and Anna, and I put our bags in the underside of the bus and climbed abroad. I sat next to Ashley because I knew she'd fall asleep within ten minutes and wouldn't bother me if I had the music on my ear phones so loud that other people could hear it clearly.
I wasn't consistent with my music. One song will be rock, the next pop rock, the next a balled and the next would be in Japanese. Some would make me want to scream, some made me cry, and some would make me want to belt out the lyrics.
My hunch was right; Ash was sleeping by the time we made it to the highway. I pulled my favourite book out of my bag and a notebook, along with my earphones and phone. My notebook was plain black, and my book was Death Note: Another Note the Los Angeles BB Murder Cases. I read it about twice a day, so I knew everything, but it never stopped me crying at the end when we're told that he dies... on the day I was meant to be born, on the day that was meant to be my forth birthday, but I was born two days late, so I was spared most of the worst of the pain.
Clicking on Monster, Lady Gaga, I turned my volume to 100. I never cared what people thought; my opinion was what mattered to me, everyone else was just... around, if they didn't like, I didn't care.
I decided I'd do some writing, one of my many hobbies. I pulled out my red pen that always seemed to have way to much ink. When I wrote, it looked like blood. I loved it. Some people (Evan) thought it was an actual Death Note and asked if his name was in it. I just told him that if it were real, Griffin would have been dead already.
By the time we had arrived at Mammy Winchester House, I had written a fact sheet. Not the one I had due in two weeks on wines, no this one was about the Los Angeles BB Murders.
"Oi! Notes! Up!" I yelled into Ashley's ear, waking her up.
"Kira, Lily! What have I told you about yelling in my ear?" she asked. We didn't say Jesus, like normal people, we say Kira, or Ryuk, or Shinigami.
"I know, but it's fun," I said like the sadist I was.
At Mammy Winchester House we were split into rooms of three. Ashley, Hannah, and I were in one room, while Anna, Anessa, and Sian were in another.
Across from room 13 was room 16, and in room 16 were Danny, Ashley's crush, Liam, Danny's best friend, and Michael, Anessa's boyfriend.
"Michael, did you bring your sword?" Hannah asked, have had listened in on our conversations in design and technology. I decided to walk inside the dorm before Hannah could murder me by embarrassment. I know it's an overreaction, but he's Anessa's boyfriend!
"Yeah, did Lil bring her stuff?" I heard him ask through the door. No guy ever called me Lil, only close friends. Hell, not even Hannah called me Lil!
I felt a slight blush rise in my cheeks, so I decided to set up my stuff. The beds were bunk beds with desks instead of beds on the bottom. I chose the bed across from the wardrobe and next to the window.
I stuffed my suitcases in to the wardrobe and took out the only dress and hung that up on the rail. It was plain black and had a hood. Around the middle was a blood red belt, so shiny I could see my reflection in the sliver buckle and the material.
My other outfits were nowhere near as glamorous. A majority consisted of jeans and a tee shirt. The first was faded blue jeans with a plain white top, the next was black jeans with a black short sleeve tee, and the last was dark blue jeans and a red and black stripy long sleeve shirt.
I then took out my shoes. Black boots, faded white sneakers, and red ballet flats with red ribbons that were to be tied up around my calves.
I plugged my laptop and phone charges into the sockets behind the desk. I inserted my USBs and headphones into my laptop as I connected it and my phone to their respected wires.
Once that was done I chucked my bedding on my bed, to be made later, and pulled on my black hoodie, that had a fur trimming around the hood similar to the brown-cinnamon colour of my eyes. I pulled on my goggles with orange lenses over my eyes, put my hood over my head, grabbed my notebook and pen then walked out of my room, just as Ashley and Hannah walked in.
"Touch my stuff and you'll end up like Backyard Bottomslash," I warned, though they knew I was joking.
I looked around as I walked. I saw what looked like an office that was for the head of Mammy Winchester House, a library, and the dining hall. Bored, I entered the library.
I always looked at history, wanting to learn more. I walked along the packed shelves. Then I noticed one that had lagging books. I looked at the one the one had fallen over the most. "The Battle of Kira"
I picked it up, purely surprised. Had someone accidentally put a Death Note spin off book in the non-fiction section of the library? No, a library this big was sure to have people checking the books daily. I checked the serial code, and sure enough, it was a non-fiction number.
"You can borrow the book if you want. The other one was borrowed by a blond boy not too long ago," said a voice from behind me. I spun around quickly as to see who was speaking. The person was an elderly man with black half glasses.
"Ah... thanks? I guess," I responded.
"Lily! Lily!" I heard Hannah and Ashley's voices ring through the library.
"What is it you guys?" I asked.
"Liam, Michael and Danny have all disappeared!" Ashley said, almost hyperventilating.
"Really? How do you know that they aren't just around somewhere?" I asked.
"They've been gone for three hours, Lily! We thought you were gone too!" Hannah said.
"Bambi, you're over exaggerating it. We've only been here for an hour and a half," I sighed, sitting on a chair nearby.
"Nuh-uh! We've been here for four hours now. We were heading towards lunch when we remembered we hadn't looked for you in here," Hannah retorted. I looked at my phone. 12:34pm.
"Huh? I could have sworn..." I said to myself as my friends dragged me out of the library. And I was still holding the book.
After lunch (though I barely ate because I was so confused... and there was no cake) I went to room 16.
It looked like a cyclone had ripped the room apart. There were clothes everywhere, and I swore I saw Ashley pick up something I didn't want to see her pick up. Only two things were consistent. The fact that it was disgustingly messy (even for boys), and the large calligraphic L on all the screens in the room. I had seen that L more than enough times to recognise it, and so had Ashley. Hell, even Hannah had. I even signed my name with the L.
"Lily... what do you think is happening?" Ashley asked, voice shaking.
"Yeah, Lily. These Ls weren't here before," Hannah agreed.
I sighed and walked out the door. "Let's pack our bags. I think I know how this happened, and we're following them in."
Hannah and Ashley ran after me.
"Lily! Have you gone crazy?!" they yelled/asked as they looked at me in disbelief.
I turned around and looked at them in full seriousness. "Guys, my sanity went out the window the moment I was born!"
They nodded in agreement and finished packing.
I plugged my external into my computer and tied my suitcases and bag to my wrist. My phone was in my pocket. I tied Ashley and Hannah's stuff together and them to their stuff. Finally, I tied one end of the string to my laptop.
"What are you doing?" Ashley asked.
I looked at her as I slipped the audio disc that had come with the book I had borrowed from the library into the external. "Work."
The screen turned plain white and my friends clung to my arms, but my face was stoic. A black L appeared on the screen and Ashley calmed down a little.
"Hello. This is L. By now, I am most likely dead, and this is just a recording, so please don't try to respond. I will need your help on the Kira case, as, even though my successors have probably solved the case already, they would be very cold to each other, and do not believe that such events should get in the way of solving a case.
"I wish for you to go to my home, sweet home, Wammy's House."
After L's speech, a wind began to pick up from the computer, sucking us in.
"What's happening, Lily?" Hannah called out.
"We're going to Wammy's House!" I squealed.
Everything went black.