I promise to be good for 10 seconds if…
'If things actually get interesting around here.I'm bored, truly utterly bored. Am I the only one?' I scribbled onto the notepad I found along with the black ink pin. It is true so utterly bored. I was truly wondering if I was the only one.
Sitting there in the soft, furry, red chair in the living room. I then closed the notepad along with the decrepit ink pin, and sat it on the coffee table in front of me.
I mused there for a second, pondering on what to do make this boringness disappear and make today be at least a little more exciting. But of course being in Kuban there isn't anything to do. Actually bored was probably the understatement of the year.
"Ring, ring, ring!" my cell phone shouted from my pocket.
I pulled out the damn phone. The caller ID said 'Riu' (sound familiar) he was an acquaintance of mine I knew him from school and nowhere else.
I flipped open the red and black flame phone, "This is Zelman Clock, amuse me or you shall die," I said holding it to my ear.
"You must be rather bored to say that me," he said in his rude manner. For some odd reason really stood out to me. Not just anybody said that to me that way no matter how crazy they were.
"Of course I'm bored, a seventeen year old can only do so many things on there own" I shouted at him.
"Things really do need to get more interesting around here."
I paused for a short minute to think my plan through, "Ah yes, I do plan to do my part to make things more interesting. Of course the school might have some problems with this, but who the fuck cares."
"What can you expect from a bunch of pretentious bastards, but they cannot assume us to follow rules, now can they," he said. That sentence was soon followed by a giggle of a devilish plan in motion.
"Yes, they think that we will follow their rules like good little boys and girls. Pathetic... but perhaps it's because there are so many spineless little suck-ups attending this school. Mmmm… they're probably not expecting any of us to rebel... and that is the beauty of it. Unexpected chaos, shattering their perfect little world." My eyes were half open and I had a smirk on my pale face.
"It is indeed, very fucking pathetic to see mindless idiots wandering around like academic zombies, but what is the fun of being surrounded by a mass amount of jackass, if there is no one willing to create said chaos, but fuck, you speak my language."
"Yes, but those mindless fucks do have their uses, they're after all, the most easiest to manipulate. I think we understand one another perfectly well. I must say that it's refreshing to find someone actually capable of thinking for themselves and with the balls enough to go against the system."
"You didn't think you were the only one did you?"
"Oh no, I didn't. The academy seems to draw rather interesting people. Very talented and unique in their own way."
"Well, knowing you… a little bit. You probably have some devilish plan to do to the school."
"Oh, you know me that well already," I said sarcastically. He didn't say anything. I hummed into the phone, "this is what we can do if you don't chicken out." I spoke out our plan piece by tiny piece. I assumed he listened because he had quite a few things to add to are despicable plan.
"So tomorrow it is then," he said.
"Mhm," was all I said.
"Wait before we go. Give me your address, I want to come over," this was slyly spoken.
"It's the biggest mansion in Kuban, black. On Darkness Street, good luck, on finding me," I had no intention of meaning the things I said, 'good luck', in fact I said in an absolutely sarcastic manner.
I then hung up the phone, and stuck it back into my white and black pocket.
I stood, and stalked to the refrigerator. Pulling the door open I automatically scanned for my coke. It was on the middle rack sitting there all cold. I reached my arm in and pulled out the seemed to be freezing caffeinated coke.
"Master Zelman," came Sayuka's voice. She was standing in the door frame. "You have a visitor," she spoke in a halfway polite manner.
I cocked my head at her, "well, who the hell is it? I'm not going to what for that answer forever," I said. My eyes closed, and I slid them back to the coke my hand was holding.
I pulled out of the fridge, still holding the coke. I then brought my hand near my waist area, and let the coke fall in the position of where the coke was only being held by my index and marriage fingers. My right phalange was at the front of the can, and my middle finger was positioned to open the can. Pulling back on my middle finger I opened the coke, when I did it had that refreshing sound kind of like a crackling sound.
I brought the can to my lips and sucked away. The liquid falling into my mouth over and over again. Gulp. I then I set the can on the counter next to me.
Sayuki was talking but I wasn't really listening to her just for the name, "uh, it appears to be Riu, sir."
"Oh, Riu, is that so. Well, this sure is surprising," I didn't think he would find me that quick. A very small and slight smirk spread across my face for a split second, but it was enough for her to notice.
She had a blank expression on her face. She stood there waiting from an answer from me on whether to let him in or not.
"Ok let him in," he simply said.
"Hi (yes), Master Zelman," she said. She place her arms by her sides and bowed. She then straight forwardly walked to the door and greeted are guest," I had a very diminutive intention in mind; I smirk and held it with a devilish look in my eyes. He doesn't know what he is getting himself into. I showed my fangs through my smirk, and started stalking to his destination.