She's a Man-Eater
Summary: She received a fancy letter from some fancy school whose initials generally symbolized something unpleasant: The Black Order Academy for the Leaders of Tomorrow- in other words, The BO Academy. And she was doing perfectly well. Until she met Kanda Yuu. Kanda/OC. AU.
Chapter Two
She's a Hair-Stepper
The next few days leading up to start of her last year in High School passed in blur.
Rikki vaguely remembered having some sort of elaborate tour of the large expanse of land belonging to the BO academy by some preppy, snobby kid who looked like he would've rather been eating his own designer socks than be left alone with a pitiful peasant like her. But then, she was the only transfer student for year 11, and he looked like he was the only kid who was enough of a push-over to be pressured into mediocre jobs such as touring.
And then after that, September came too soon, and she was sitting in droning, boring classes half the time, spending the other half moaning to her sister over the phone about her ruthless teachers and their snooty received pronunciation. Of course, she couldn't really complain since she was oh-so-lucky enough to get accepted into such a prestigious school… but sometimes, some things felt wrong. Every action, every thing seemed almost mechanic.
She put it down to the monotonous teachers affecting and influencing their students to the point that they started acting like them. Well, mostly everyone.
She met a girl named Remi Moore- RM. Like the computers, she had said in their first introduction. She put Remi's weirdness down too the fact that everyone's weirdness probably drove her to achieve her own type of crazy, just for the sake individuality.
And it was Remi's weirdness and inane need to take Rikki to one of her atrocious shopping sprees every Wednesdays, Fridays and Saturdays (Yeah, she had a schedule for when she chose to hunt down Rikki's poor soul) that drove Rikki to sneak into one of the forests further back in the compound; the northern forest, to be exact. AKA, the abandoned forest. The name depicts the reason as to why Rikki chose that specific place to hide from Remi's wicked schemes.
And since she was absolutely certain that no one (and hopefully, nothing) would be joining her in the forest, she paid no heed to her surroundings. Bad move. Bad, bad move.
After all, her horrible vision created the foundations of what was to be the most life changing event of her whole life. (And no, she was NOT being a tad melodramatic).
"She was a fucking psycho! It was just hair, for goodness' sake!"
The usually aloof Remi choked on a laugh.
"Wait, so you actually stepped on hi- I mean her"here, Remi paused for a sadistic cackle, "precious hair?" She questions, looking suspiciously merry.
Rikki looks on in embarrassment and/or absolute mortification while her friend casually raided her food cupboards, only stopping when she found a box of breakfast bars. "Why? You think I'm a life-wrecker like every one else?" Rikki answered sardonically, becoming less embarrassed and more annoyed by the second. "I don't get why everyone is so goddamned concerned about it! It's none of their business!" She demanded, pouting childishly.
The dark-haired food thief collapsed into the empty seat beside her on the couch, only to slap harshly at Rikki's hand when said blonde tried stealing one of her breakfast bars back, inducing a pained yelp. While Rikki was nursing her injured hand, Remi suddenly turned to her, face uncharacteristically solemn. "Darling, there's one thing you should learn about this school: some things are public property, no matter what anyone says. It's more advantageous to realize this sooner, rather than later." She grimaced, looking pained for a brief second. But it was all gone in a flash. The fake smile was back firmly on Remi's beautiful features, face imperceptibly taut with tension. She tried to play it off with a laugh. "I'm surprised you're still alive… Yu- Kanda's renowned for sending people to the hospitable after they looked at her hair the wrong way. He- Kanda's unbelievably… proud of it"
Rikki subconsciously rubber at her arm, where a bruise would have undoubtedly developed by the time she woke up tomorrow morning. Rikki groaned at the thought. Ohh god, I hate this school. She'd not only dealt with shouting, scarily angry long-haired teens, but now she's also got to hide the bruise from Remi. Rikki had no doubt that Remi wouldn't storm a castle to avenge her (Effort, Remi would whine when questioned), but she knew Remi would try to use it as an excuse to move into her dorm room, if only for a few days. To look after my suffering best friend, Remi would reason, winking playfully.
.
So, if anyone tells you otherwise, they're lying.
Even if anyone else within the 10km vicinity recalls the same thing: it's all one big elaborate lie. It's a conspiracy, Rikki would say. Of course, she only started saying that after Remi (her self-proclaimed best friend forever) started claiming that it was all too suspicious to be coincidence, so is therefore a conspiracy. They planned everything to fool her. One helpless, money-less, unpopular new kid; the painfully oblivious new-kid. Of course, it doesn't help that her 'best-friend' is apparently a mother-fucking badass. A most-times uncaring badass, but a badass nonetheless.
Rikki even swears that sometimes, the crowd parts like the narrow sea whenever Remi walks by. Remi, who proclaimed herself Rikki's best friend right after she barely introduced herself in their Maths class, just because they have the same initials. The Remi who would choose book-reading as a careers choice if someone could legitimately become a 'Proffessional Reader'.
But in the end, Rikki is dubious of the fact that her loud (and the only weird-weird, not rich-weird) friend could intimidate an ant. Maybe it's the rich people being their weird rich selves?
So yeah, if some kid goes up to you and tells you that Rikki accidentally stepped on the amazing, fantabulous, beautiful Kanda Yuu's hair? They're lying.
It was a few week after that dreadful event that things really took a turn for the worst.
A/N: I use UK English BTW. And the plot unfolds in the UK… But I'm making most of the shit up (EG, Britain does not have sub-divisions, as far as I'm aware- I got the concept from the Philippines *shrug*)
And a very BIG Thank You for Coco Pierce! My first reviewer! I was gunna give up, but when I saw this, I was like: Ehh. Fuck it. I'll keep writing.
Next chapter: Kanda sneaks into her room.
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