I woke up, and I had a problem realizing where I was. Comfortable but strange in the same time. Completely awake, I got up and looked at the time. It was 5:30 PM. Good. I mean when I usually take naps, I sleep for few hours, and I just slept for an hour, which is impressing. I fixed my messy hair, and put it in a ponytail, and went to the living room, only to find my roommate and some blonde chick swallowing each other. Maybe she's his girlfriend, but that doesn't make the situation less awkward.
"Ahm." I coughed, loud enough for both of them to hear me, and separate from each other. Both Heiji and the Blonde Chick, looked at me. The Blonde Chick, was blushing from the embarrassment, but Heiji just kept smirking at me.
"Oh hi, Kazuha." Heiji greeted me casually, as if nothing happened.
"She's your girlfriend, right?" I asked him, eyeing him. He better not be a fuckboy, because I hate fuckboys a lot.
"No, she isn't." He answered, still smirking. From the corner of my eye, I saw the blonde girl's hurt expression. That asshole is just making out with her, then he's gonna have sex with her, then throw her! What the hell?
"What the fuck?! Then why were you making out with her?" I asked him completely furious. I mean I know that it's none of my business, but someone's gotta teach him a lesson.
"It's none of your business!" he shouted, and his smirk was replaced by a frown. "I will do whatever I wanna do and you won't do anything about it!"
I groaned, getting frustrated. I went to my room, and slammed the door really hard.
I stayed in my room, watched movies on my laptop, and read some fanfictions. I got really bored, and decided to spice things up between me and that stupid fuckboy, so I changed my clothes to skinny dark jeans, a black shirt that had white straps on the arm, and a huge number 10 written in white in the middle of the shirt, and Vicious written on top of the number ten, and wore my black Nike shoes. I took the apartment keys and my phone, that were on top of my study desk, and went out of my room.
As I passed the living room, I saw Heiji no longer with that girl that he was making out with. He was watching a baseball game on T.V.
"Where are you going?" Heiji asked, his focus still on the baseball game.
"It's none of your business! I will do whatever I wanna do and you won't do anything about it!" I said imitating him.
"Whatever." He replied, feeling annoyed.
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After I got out of the apartment, I took a taxi and went to Walmart. I decided that if he wants to keep on being a fuckboy, I will teach him a very good lesson. In Osaka I was known for my amazing pranks, and I'm going to prank Heiji and show him how devilish I can be. But I will go with my easy pranks first. I got a pack of Oreo cookies and got a lot of wax paper.
I opened the Oreo bag, and took some Oreo cookies. I undid the tops, one at a time, and placed a small circle of wax paper in between the cookie and the filling. Of course I got the Oreo's Easy Open Lift bag, to cover the crime. I close the bag and went back home.
As soon as I got home, I couldn't find Heiji in the living room, so I looked for him in his room and he wasn't there either, so there's only one place left to look for. The bathroom. I was about open the bathroom door, but I heard then I heard him turn the shower on. Great his taking a shower.
I took the Oreo bag and put it on the living room floor, next to me. Then I got out the safe Oreo's and ate them, after I turned on the T.V, and put MTV. OH MY GOD! Teen Wolf was on! I am in love with Teen Wolf! Like a lot!
After five minutes Heiji got out of the shower, and walked to the living room, with only a towel around his waist. I turned around, as I heard the footsteps come closer, and God, I nearly choked on my Oreo. Okay, let me get this straight. I HATE him, but I never said I hated his body. But how could he just come with a towel around his waist. And OH GOD THAT BULGE. Shit. Okay. This is totally fine. Like what's so attractive about a guy coming in here with only a towel around his waist, were there is a huge bulge? And what's so attractive about the water that's dripping from his hair, falling on his built, sexy, hot, tanned body? Nothing. Yeah like totally nothing.
"Are you done checking me out?" He said, amused.
"Shut up." I said, looking away.
He just ignored me, and took one of the Oreo cookies, and took a bite.
"WHAT THE FUCK?!" He shouted, as the wax got stuck on his teeth and lips. I laughed so hard that fell on the floor clutching my stomach. This is gonna be so much fun!
He ran to the bathroom, and tried brushing the wax of but instead it got stuck to his toothbrush. I was literally crying, and my face was so red from the laughter.
After half an hour, the wax was gone, and trust me, it was horrible, because I was forced to help him.
"You're on." He said to me, but I couldn't quite understand him.
"What do you mean?" I asked him, kind of confused.
"You messed with the wrong person." He said , and with that he went.
