Chapter 2
Rin
I wake up and check my alarm clock drowsily, frowning. Nine o' two. Is that it? I've got a whole day ahead of me. A whole day I really don't want to live out.
I turn underneath the bed covers, and look at Len. It's quite unfortunate that we share a room. He looks so angelic, sleeping. His blonde hair hanging messily across his forehead; his lips upturned slightly at the corners. I shake my head and mentally scold myself, before crawling out of bed with the speed of a snail that's lost half its body.
I drag myself into the kitchen and head straight to the fridge, searching for something that I cannot put my finger on…
"Rin?"
I turn around, clutching a bottle of orange juice, and stare. What the hell is Luka doing in our kitchen? At nine o' clock! She smiles at me before I notice Meiko sat next to her at the kitchen table. Both of them? At nine o' clock! Meiko isn't usually up until after, like, noon! Meiko looks down at the table before looking up at me. I have a sneaking suspicion that she's done something stupid.
"Hi, Rin. I, uh….Luka's here to help me. And you. With our, uh, problems." Meiko says, looking embarrassed. I nearly drop the bottle of orange juice.
"You told her….?" I ask, praying that she hasn't said a word.
"Meiko told me about you and Len." Luka says, still looking bright and smiley as if she's just stepped out of frigging happy land. Usually, I'd think positives. But it's nine AM, and this is a disaster.
"Meiko! I thought I could trust you!" I scowl, putting down the orange juice and crossing my arms across my chest. "Plus, what is Luka helping you with? Let me guess, she's going to become your life coach, so you're not a pathetic alchie anymore?"
Meiko sighs, as if I'm the biggest disappointment ever. "Just come sit down, Luka's good with this shi- stuff."
I reluctantly sit myself down, opposite both of them. Luka's smiling at me, and Meiko is looking at Luka as if she's the best thing since sliced bread. Eurgh.
"What's she helping you with?" I ask Meiko, raising an eyebrow.
"She's helping me be smarter, so Kaito has more chance of liking me." Meiko explains, casually twirling a piece of her hair around her finger.
I glance at Luka for a moment. What right does she have to instruct us on our love lives? She's constantly in an on and off relationship with Gackupo, whilst casually flirting with Mikuo from time to time. We also have a sneaking suspicion that she is actually bi, and really wants to get off with Kaiko. They are like, best friends and all. I swear, they do everything together! I've seen Luka choosing bras for Kaiko, and Kaiko choosing knickers for Luka. They could totally be lesbians.
"Well, tell me the gossip Rin." Luka says, running her fingers through her hair.
"It's not gossip! I just…like him." I say, blushing.
"Well, the whole thing might wear off then. You might just admire Len, and find him hot. Wait a while." She replies very matter-of-factly, in a tone that says, 'been there, done that, bought an extra-large T-shirt because I have huge boobs'.
I sigh loudly, and leave the room. Go away Luka, go away Meiko. Neither of them know anything.
By twelve o' clock, the rest of the house is up –Kaito, Len and Miku – and Luka is still chatting with Meiko. They're just sat there, exchanging useless knowledge. Luka is also teaching Meiko how to speak English and some mathematical crap that I can't even understand.
To make things worse, it's really awkward in every room I go in! In my bedroom, Len is flicking through some magazine, that looks a little….a little naughty. In the kitchen, it's all about education, and in the living room, Miku and Kaito are totally just snogging each other's faces off!
Miku used to be cool! We had a pinky promise deal going on, that if we either of us ever did get boyfriends – which seemed very unlikely at the time when the promise was made – that we'd still make time for each other. The last time I walked into the living room, Miku winked at me and then told me to 'shoo'. She thinks she's all grown up, now that Kaito is fantasizing about her all the time. But, to be honest, I think Miku could do way better!
I guess I better keep that to myself, huh?
