Near's point of view now…. Sorry for the depressing-ness of this chapter. I just always imagined Near to be kind of depressed.
Albino Emo. XD lol.
By the way, I don't own Death Note. If I did, L wouldn't be dead and Mello would have a pet unicorn. Okay?
Near POV
"Right, stay in groups of at least three. Don't go off on your own."
Everyone automatically joined together with their groups of friends. I looked around for someone to go with.
Then I remembered. I have no friends.
I saw Mello and Matt in a pair, stood a little away from all the other groups. I considered joining up with them, but only for half a second. I didn't want Mello to have a crap day just because he had to spend it with me.
I saw Roger look over at me, then Matt and Mello. Oh, no, Roger, don't…
"Near, you can go with Matt and Mello. Then you're a three, okay?"
He did.
Mello's face dropped. It was similar to the look I saw on the bus when he had to sit with me. But about 50 times more extreme.
"Mello, don't try anything. Be nice to Near, he's younger than you."
As if that will stop him, Roger. I sidled over to Matt. He didn't seem to mind me being around him. In fact, he was smiling.
Wow, am I actually liked?
Just before we started off, Roger piped up again.
"By the way Mello, I've contacted the local police. If they see you without Near, they will arrest you on suspicion of murder."
…murder? Holy crap. This whole 'Mello doesn't like me' thing was more extreme than I thought it was.
I turned to look at Mello, to see if this was a joke.
Mello looked really disappointed, but I could see he was thinking hard.
Then he turned to me and grinned the most evilest grin I had ever seen.
I shuffled behind Matt a little. Just in case.
We wandered along the promenade. I realized I was the one walking next to the tram lines. Mello casually sidled between me and Matt…
I heard a strange, screeching, rumbly sound coming towards us. A tram.
He wouldn't… would he…?
The tram passed us. I wasn't underneath it. Good.
We walked further up the road. The pier came into view, and Matt broke the silence between us.
"Let's go to the pier!"
Mello gave him a look as if to say "Don't be stupid Matt. We are NOT going to the pier."
Apparently, Matt knew what this look meant.
"Pleeeeeeeeeeease Mello!"
Wow. Matt does puppy dog eyes. The goggles kind of ruined the effect though. I tried my reasoning skills.
"Mello, there'll surely be chocolate. And you definitely haven't had any since we got off the bus."
I could see Mello thinking this through. After a few moments of deliberating, he gave in.
"Fine. We'll go to the pier."
"Yeah!" Matt pushed his hand out towards me. I flinched as I waited for it to hit my face…
It stopped halfway between us. Matt had a huge grin on his face. He kept his hand out in front of him. Did he expect me to do something with it?
I just looked at his hand. What was I supposed to do with it?
"Okaaaaaaaay. Let's go." Mello pulled Matt away from the trance-like state he appeared to be in.
We continued up towards the pier, Matt and Mello chatting away happily. So Mello did smile. Well, maybe he just doesn't when he's around me.
When we reached the pier, Mello seemed to have changed his mind. He stopped outside and turned to say something to Matt. Before Mello could say anything, Matt grabbed him by the arm and dragged him in.
Inside the building, there was lots of noise and bright lights. People were crowded round various stands full of money. They put a coin in and watched it join the others in the bottom. Then they put in another one. Was it some sort of charity donation tin or something? Matt and Mello had started putting coins in a pirate-themed machine. They too were putting coins in, watching as it fell. Every so often, a few coins would fall out. I watched them as they dwindled away their supply of coins to nothing. As they left the machine, I went over to it.
At the top, there were three slots, where other people were putting two pence coins into them. I picked up a stray coin from the ground, and put it in the slot.
I watched as the coin slowly tumbled down to the moving step at the bottom. The single coin I had dropped in pushed about five others forward, and onto the platform with the most coins on it. Each of those coins pushed more forwards, making them fall through the hole at the front of the machine.
Exactly £7.26 piled up in the tray at the bottom.
I heard Mello curse loudly from behind me, followed by his usual swift insult whenever I did something better than he did.
"Near, why do you have to show off all the time? It's bad enough that you're 2 years younger than me. Come on Matt, let's go."
I looked at Matt now. He was stood staring at me, mouth hanging open. As Mello dragged him away, his expression never changed.
"But I wasn't showing off, Mello…" I murmured to nobody.
I followed them outside.
Hmmm.... Didn't really like that chapter... next one will be better. I promise. XD