Kacen Montgomery belongs to ChromeHearts, my muse and closest friend. 3 Love you, mate!
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The morning sun shines brightly in through the window, birds singing their hearts out as they soar through the sky, and an alarm goes off in a very girly, very pink room. A young teenage girl rolls over in her bed, smacking her alarm clock, stopping it, then stretches with a groan, a beautiful smile on her face. Opening her emerald green eyes, she rolls out of bed and runs her hands through her golden blonde hair that reaches a little past her thin shoulders, then grabs a little remote. Reaching behind her, she presses power, and Carly Rae Jepsen's 'Call Me Maybe' comes on; throwing the remote onto her bed, she starts dancing about her room, picking up her hairbrush and singing into it at the top of her lungs. Her bedroom door slams open as she gathers clothes to wear for the day, her brother storming into the room shirtless. His shoulder-length red hair is wet from his morning shower, and he waves a waffle angrily at her, the waffle flopping pathetically from side to side.
"Turn this shit off, April! What the hell is wrong with your taste in music?" April chuckles sweetly at her brother, leans forward, and bites his waffle; leaning back as rage floods his face, she smiles cheekily, her cheeks puffed out with the bite of waffle.
"Castiel, you're music sucks, too!" Her brother's face burns bright red in fury as he towers over her, five foot ten to her five foot four, and he opens his mouth to begin their morning ritual screaming match when an amused cough comes from behind him. April smiles and waves, swallowing the bite of Castiel's waffle, and Castiel turns around to come face to face with his best friend, Lysander, who is grinning openly at the both of them.
"I see you two are awake?" Castiel glares at his friend and mumbles angrily, ripping a chunk of his waffle off with his teeth as he stalks off. April giggles happily and Lysander shakes his head slowly at her, "You really shouldn't agrivate him so much, it's not good for his health." April laughs, and throws her hair into a messy ponytail that sits near the top of her head, bustling about her room as she gets her things together.
"A little bit of yelling isn't going to hurt him, Ly, no worries!" Lysander sighs resignedly, but smirks playfully as he sits on the edge of her pink bed. April grabs her makeup from her bedside table and throws it beside Lysander before crawling into the centre of her bed and sitting down cross-legged. She begins to apply her makeup, singing the Carly Rae Jepsen song that is on reply, and Lysander watches her warily.
"You really don't need all that makeup, Rilla, you're pretty enough without it." April smiles at him as she wiggles the mascara brush along her eyelashes, and she blushes a pretty pink.
"Thanks for the compliment, but I feel better when I'm wearing makeup." Lysander continues to watch her, his expression turning to one of disapproval.
"You mean a mask, right? You feel better when you're wearing a mask." Stopping what she is doing mid-application, she stares at Lysander, and he continues, "The makeup is a mask, it's not who you really are. No one can actually meet April, the beautiful girl that Cas and I see." Looking down, April begins to apply her makeup on her right eye, having started on the left because she is a southpaw.
"Maybe I don't want anybody to see me." Lysander opens his mouth to say something, but is interrupted when Castiel walks into the room, dressed and ready to skip school, like usual. His cold grey gaze settles upon April, and he sighs exasperatedly.
"Seriously? You're not even dressed yet?" April sticks her tongue out at him and applies a pink-tinted lip gloss, then grabs the hem of her pyjama shirt, tugging it over her flat stomach; Castiel spins around with a surprised curse, and Lysander averts his eyes, a blush crossing his cheeks. Puffing out her cheeks in annoyance, April drops her shirt back down normally.
"That was a cue for you creeps to get the heck outta my room!" Castiel nearly runs out of the room, Lysander on his heels, closing the door as they leave. As April finally picks out her clothes, her bedroom door re-opens, a boy slipping into her room and shutting the door behind him. He is relatively short, at five foot seven, with short, silky black hair in a weird, yet handsome style. His eyes are large and grey, like two discs of steel; his skin is creamy and china-white, and he has an elegant nose and high cheekbones. He is wearing a white tee shirt with a band logo on it, a black vest over it, unbuttoned; he is wearing steel grey skinny jeans and black Puma shoes. A black toque is fitted snug on his head, it's silver tag flashing in the light, and his thick-timmed black glasses sit perched on his nose. April smiles at him as the pulls her pyjama shirt over her head, throwing it onto her bed as the boy walks over and sits at the edge of her bed, playing with his many 'I 3 BOOBIES' bracelets.
"Good morning, Kacen, are you ready for the first day of school to start?" Kacen looks at her, unimpressed, and sighs deeply. He doesn't answer her as she pulls off her pyjama bottoms, walking in her scivvies to the closet; there she pulls out a light pink tanktop with a white daisy print on it and pulls it on, followed by an off the shoulder shirt. The shirt is striped dark pink and hot pink, and is only a half shirt. She pulls on darkwash blue skinny jeans and walks over to her bed, sitting beside Kacen and pulling on pink ankle-socks; she then pulls on two-inch heeld beige boots that go to her ankle, placing the edge of her jean legs over the tops of the boots, keeping them securely in place. She stands up and grabs Kacen's hand, pulling him up, too. He looks at her, his dark hair falling into his eye; he flicks it out of teh way with a finger absently.
"Let's go, I guess." The two walk out of the room, April stooping down and picking up her messenger bag first, then they exit the apartment to ssee Castiel and Lysander waiting for them, a cigarette hanging out of Castiel's mouth. The group begin their way down the street to the school, April humming the tune to 'Call Me Maybe'; Kacen joining in, and they begin to sing it together- loudly- as they walk down the street. Castiel rolls his eyes in Lysander's direction, pretending to shoot himself, and his friend smiles at him. They enter the schoolyard and April waves goodbye to her brother and Lysander, and she walks into the school with Kacen at her side. She smiles dreamily, letting out a small sigh.
"Lysander seriously is, like, totally the hottest guy ever!" Kacen laughs at April, leaning against a locker as she opens hers, putting her binders into it.
"And he seriously is, like, totally almost three years older than you!" April frowns at her friend, then smiles with a happy giggle.
"Whatever! He could be ten years older than me and I'd still go for him!" Kacen rolls his eyes skyward, and the two start walking down the hallway chatting, until April runs into something warm and soft, falling hard to the floor on her behind. The thing she had run into had turned out to be a person, who bends down and hovers a hand over her shoulder, his handsome face concerned.
"Are you okay?" April opens her eyes to see a pair staring back at her, the brightest blue she had ever seen. His black hair nearly falls to his shoulders, and a blue fashion scarf is wrapped loosely around his neck, the long pieces hanging down his chest. April smiles at him, her cheeks tinted pink, using the full effect of her dimpled cheeks.
"I'm fine, thanks, I should have been watching where I was going." The boy with the beautiful eyes smiles as well and offers her his hand, which she takes, allowing herself to be hoiseted back up to her feet. April dusts herself off with a nervous chuckle, and hold out her hand to him.
"My name is April, it's nice to meet you!" Her hand is engulfed in his as he shakes it, his smile growing.
"Armin." Kacen bends over and dusts off her behind in the places where she had missed, muttering under his breath like a concerned mother about how clumsy she is. April tears her eyes away from Armin and notices a boy with dyed blue hair and violet contacts smiling sweetly at her. She wiggles her finges in a sort of half-wave, and the boy waves back enthusiastically. Armin chuckles and beckons the other boy over, throwing his arm over his shoulder, "This is my twin brother, Alexy." April giggles as Kacen stands up, his eyes locking with Alexy's.
"Nice to meet you both, then! This is my best friend, Kacen." Kacen smirks a crooked smirk, his eyes never leaving Alexy's.
"A pleasure." His English accent slips through his words, and he coughs uncomfortably; Alexy nearly pounces on him, beaming.
"You're British?! What part of England are you from?" Kacen laughs outright, and shrugs one shoulder lazily.
"Kent." He starts a long conversation with the blue-haired boy, and April smirks at Armin. He smiles back at her, and she goes to speak when she feels a strong arm being thrown around her neck, pulling her into the person's side.
"Who do we have here?" April sighs as she hears her brother's deep voice, and Kacen pulls April from his grasp, causing him to stumble a bit, glaring at him. April is the one to speak as she fixes her hair, noticing Lysander standing a few paces away.
"This is Armin and Alexy," she points at the boy's in turn, "And this is my older brother Castiel, and his best friend Lysander." Everyone nods their heads by way of hello, and Castiel looks toward his sister.
"I promised you I'd show you where Mr. Faraize's History class is, c'mon." April waves at the two boys as she jogs after her brother and Lysander; Kacen winks in Alexy's direction before following slowly. Castiel and Lysander leave April at a room door before leaving, and Kacen hugs her tightly.
"I don't have this class, I'll see you next block in Trig." April smiles as her best friend walks down the hallway. She takes Trig twelve with Kacen, in the same grade as Castiel and Lysander, which makes her the youngest in the class, seeing as she is in grade ten. Walking into her History class, the bell rings, and she takes a seat at the very back, beside the window, and is distracted as she watches the Strength and Conditioning class in the courtyard- and Armin in particular. Smiling to herself, April opens her sketchbook and begins to draw him; today is going to be a good day.
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ChromeHearts well, here it is~! Chapter One! :P Tell me how you like it, whatever you like, but please make sure to tell me if I have Kacen in character! :) Lovie you! 3
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