Ryuk POV

I am sitting here, watching some shinigamis play Death-Heads. It's been a long time since Light Yagami's death and things have returned to normal. Which is BORING! Time to drop my death note again. I get up from my spot and Kayak stopped me.

"Where are you off to?" I turn around and say, "the human world. I'll be back soon." I start to walk on, and heard the shinigamis laugh dryly. I don't look back this time. They can gossip and play Death-Heads all they want, but I'm going to have some fun.

I finally reached the bottom of the stairs that lead to the mortal realm. "Find someone good." I whisper to my Death Note and threw it. Afterwards, I spread my wings and followed; hoping to find another interesting human.

Darren's POV

Why am I tortured so much? Going to public school sucks! I hate it! I'm bullied none-stop cause I'm not strong or fast or popular. I'm skinny and tall. Not as strong as most and that's why I'm an easy target.

Today at lunch, I get forced into the big trash bin outside yet again. I climb out for air after being forced to stay in for ten minutes. It reeks of spoiled pizza and other foods with a hint of rotten milk.

Aaron, a good friend of mine, helped me out of the trash. He is pretty tall and great at football. When I first came to this school, Aaron made me do his homework. A few days later, we were matched up as partners for an assignment. We connected and found out that we have a lot in common. Even though Aaron is bigger, faster, stronger, and cooler, he still likes me as a friend.

I'm out and covered in trash. A banana peel is in my hair and other muck is on me. I can't tell what the stuff is and I don't want to find out. Aaron starts to help clean me off.

"Why don't you tell Dmitri to leave me alone?" I asked. Aaron looked me in the eyes and replied, "I did. I'm sorry to say this but they will never leave you alone." I sighed deeply and looked down. I could tell Aaron felt bad for what he said, so he tried to make up for it. "You know what I mean. You have to stand up for yourself and stop having me play peace-keeper."

I know he's right but I just don't want to say it. I just make an excuse so I could go sulk alone. I walked to my locker and took out some spare clothes. I rushed to the bathroom to change. I get into the spare clothes without interruptions. So far, so good, I thought as I tip-toed out of the bathroom. No one in the halls, it's like a ghost-town. Must be a fight in the lunchroom. I can probably sneak out and skip last three hours.

I sprinted to the door and pushed it open. Freedom at last! I follow my first instincts, go to the bus stop and wait. I sat down and thought about my fucked up life. currently living with some foster parents who don't give a damn about me, just my money. My parents died when I was nine. I think about my school life. I am rejected because of my smarts. I want to go to another school but my foster parents wont allow.

Bored, I pulled out a ring and studied it. My dad gave it to me before he died. It was pure gold with his favorite saying, "Every Cloud Has a Silver Lining." He always told me that saying when I was down in the dumps. I looked at it one last time and placed it back in my pocket. Then, the notebook came and everything changed for me and my life.…