On This Night
A/N: Hello and welcome to my latest fic. Props to ATA for giving me the plot and telling me to write it in the first place.
This, unlike many of my other fics, is Romance/Humor, and I admit Romance is not my strong point so some of this isn't very good. But there are also some good parts.
Constructive criticism is welcome, flames are not! Why do they call them flames, anyway?
Please read it and even if you don't like it, review!
Chapter 1: I Spreckon De Eengleesh
"On this night, on this night, on this very Christmas night, on this night, on this night, on this very Christmas night…" Bridget and her 3 other friends sang into a young boy's door late one chilly December night.
"…Uhh…well…I wasn't expecting this…what are you 4 doing, anyway? Am I supposed to give you a tip?" The boy was very short, barely 5 feet tall, with long brown bangs that covered his eyes and glasses to top it all off.
"Yo, Chief, what are you-uhh…who are they? And what are they doing?"
Bridget's friend Capri decided to ignore the second boy's rude comment. "Umm…we're caroling," She said to the first boy, Kenny. "You know? During the Christmas season, people come out and sing Christmas songs?"
"Oh, that's what you're doing? Hate to break it to ya, kids, but no one does that anymore," The second boy told the girls in a patronizing voice. He could be seen more clearly now-he had long navy blue hair tied up in a ponytail. The girls wondered whether or not he was some kind of punk.
"Hey! We're not kids! In fact, I bet we're older than you." Bridget piped up, pointing at Boy # 2.
"Oh, yeah? Prove it!"
"You first."
Let's give Boy # 2 a name, shall we?
"Nuh-uh." Tyson shook his head. "You first."
"Fine! I'm 13. 13 and 2 months, to be precise."
"HA, beat'cha, I'm 13 and 8 months!"
"Oh, come ON! Bridget, you don't even know this guy, and already you're arguing with him like you're two old lovers!" Capri commented.
"Geeze, you two should be married," A normally quiet Clarice added.
"Hey!" Bridget laughed nervously, "Ignore them. They're insane. Anyway, must be going now, onto the next house, girls!"
When they were a safe hearing distance away from the big, brick house, Savannah (who had been eerily quiet) exclaimed, "Girls! GIRLS! Bee, never, EVER, again, you hear me!"
"Well I couldn't think of anything else to say. Leave me alone."
"Ooooh, you couldn't, eh?" Clarice giggled, which was weird. But that's Clarice for you.
"Shut up."
The next day, Monday, the 4 were standing around outside their school, shivering and talking.
"So…anything interesting happen?" Clarice wondered.
"No…watched Potter Puppet Pals again last night, though…" Savannah mused.
Capri just rolled her eyes. "What are you, obsessed? Anyway, Big S, isn't there a new kid in your class?" Savannah growled at the nickname.
"Oh, yeah! I forget the most obvious things…right. Well, he's hot. Kinda weird hair, though…"
"Yeah! There's a new kid in our class, too, American. I want to shoot him." Clarice sounded like she actually would, if she had a gun. Clare had something against Americans. (RR- but I don't, so don't shoot me or flame me because you're American.)
"Clare! Just because he's American doesn't mean he's bad!" Bridget defended.
"Yes it does," Capri joked. "But we have a new guy in our class, too. He's hot but doesn't matter 'cause all the preps are gonna eat him alive…Hey-isn't it weird how we all have new kids in our class except Bee?"
"Haha…Bee," Savannah pointed and laughed at Bridget and everyone else joined in.
Bridget sighed. "Never one for tact, are you, Sav? But whatever-it just so happens that I, too, have someone new in my class. And you'll never guess who.." she tried sounding mysterious, but failed. Her friends fell silent. "Argh, fine-it's that guy we met yesterday, while we were caroling? When we went to the house with the guy with glasses and the oriental blue haired one."
"Ew, the short guy's in your class? He's so…short! And he looks, like, 10," Clare pointed out.
"No, stupid, the other one! Tyson, his name is…funny name, isn't it?"
"Yeah well the hot guy in my class is named Kai, and he also has blue hair, but it's a lot lighter-hey, think they could be related?"
"Hey, yeah! I bet they are…but Tyson's really bratty and stubborn-"
"And Kai's not. He's quiet aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand. Hi!" Capri was cut off by a blonde haired boy waving over in their direction. She wondered why-she'd never seen him before. Had someone else?
The answer was yes-Clarice. She said 'Hi' politely, but you could tell she was strained. "Heh, guys, this is Max. He's in my class. Max-Bee, Capri, Savannah." She said matter-of-factly.
Capri glared at Clarice. Couldn't she be nice? After all, he was new here, he needed some friends, and, well-they were just perfect, weren't they? "Hi, Max! So, you're in Longo's class, eh? How do you like him? He's pretty feared around these parts…" she said, trying to stir conversation, when…
"Meow."
Bee, Clare and Capri all jumped out of their skins (only not really, because then….well. Ew!), while Savannah clapped her hand to her forehead and Max laughed.
"I see you've met Ray, the infamous humanoid cat." Savannah stated.
"Uh…come again? I spreckon de Eeengleesh, not jshgukgah language," Bee confuzzled. Yes, confuzzled. I like it.
"I am 'spreckoning!' Means he's half-cat, half-human. Cool, isn't it?"
"Yeah, yeah, don't flatter me, Savvy. I come from a village in China full of people like me. Who even knows how it happened…" Just then, the bell rang to go back inside, and Tyson burst out the school doors.
"Hey, guys! Sorry I'm late, but old Bossy Boss here wouldn't let me out! Said I had 'a lot of catching up to do' or something…but I see you didn't need my charismatic self around, anyhow, you've met these lovely ladies!"
Tyson looked like he was going to go on when Ray piped up with, "Tyson…shut up."
Then Max added, "You're more than a little late, recess break is over!"
"Hey! Mrs. Boss rocks." Bee defended their teacher.
"A little full of himself, isn't he?" Clarice whispered to Bee. "A little? You shoulda heard some of the other nonsense he came out with…" she whispered back.
"Something about Blayblading, he said! Have any of you heard of it?" Bee continued later on, after school in her basement. Everyone shook their heads. "Yeah, didn't think so. He just wants to impress everyone by being all macho-ok, I now officially hate that word-when really he's totally mediocre."
"You sure it's everyone he wants to impress?" Capri suggestively…suggested.
"W-what do you mean?" Bee said, feigning idiocy.
"Well you did offer to sit beside him, and he accepted…" Clare continued.
"I offered because I felt bad he had no other friends and here I was, someone who knew him, at least! And that's probably why he accepted! That doesn't mean…anything…"
"So you wish it did mean something?" Savannah teased.
"Hey! Maybe I do and maybe I don't. Either way, it doesn't matter, Savvy."
"I don't think Ray meant 'Savvy' the way the word means. I don't think he even knew." Clare defended.
"Then again, maybe he did and wants you to comprehend what he's saying, Savannah," Capri pointed out.
"Or maybe he's secretly a humanoid pirate and the whole cat thing is just a cover!" Bee exclaimed.
Suddenly they heard a soft clucking noise on the stairs.
"Bee…since when do you have live chickens?"
"We DON'T, Savannah, someone's on the stairs, shh!"
"You, Bee, have the wildest imagination of everyone I know. And I know a lot of people…"
Dun dun DUNN! What will happen next! Let's find out…
"WHAT? You invited him?" Clare was outraged. Max was bad enough, but at least she only had to see him at school. Same with Tyson. But now…would she have to see them both more than she thought?
"N-no, I didn't. How did you get in? In fact, how do you know where I live?"
"Well, a), your mother was kind enough to let us in-"
"Us! There's more than one of you?" In her anger, Bee was clearly not thinking.
"No, Bridget, I brought my friends and housemates. And you live on our street." He said her full name just to make Bee mad. No one actually called Bee Bridget.
"…Go away. I don't know why you decided to come, anyway-it's not like we're friends."
"Fine, suit yourself. Nice basement, by the way. Beats my dojo back in Japan anyday." And with that, he left, with Ray muttering, "I told you, you shouldn't have just come like that…"
"OOOooooooOOOoooohhhh!" Bee's friends..uh..oohed.
A/N: That was the longest thing I have ever written, and I'm not joking. Almost 1, 500 words!
Well, I know TyOC isn't a common ship, but ATA wanted me to try writing TyOC so I did and I like it so I'm posting it.
And I know I haven't introduced Kai yet, but that's because he's always off reading alone or inside. He'll come along in the next chapter.
REVIEW! Even if you didn't like it-RR
