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A thank you to makaxsoul4life! Thnx so much! =^-^=
Rule #3:
Most boys' behaviors can't be too accurately predicted.
Prepare yourself for whatever tide of mood comes around.
Rin's POV
As soon as I said "sayonara" to Len., I sprinted straight home. My heart was pounding and it rubbed against my rib cage which hurt a bit. I may have to ask Meiko-neechan for help on this. But...I HAVE TO STUDY. NOOOOOOOOOOO. Why!? Why must the world be so cruel!? I don't know!
I opened the door.
"Back..." I called a little wearily.
"Oh you're back."
"Hm?"
I looked up Meiko was lying on the couch with sake in her hands. The TV was on too.
"YEAH! GO, YOU SON OF A BITCHES!" she yelled suddenly.
"You're drunk again."
"I'm not! Oh, breakfast is on the floor, Rin."
"It's afternoon..."
I sighed. Some things can't always be helped. And sometimes I wonder how I need and look up to a good-looking woman who's drunk on sake.
I walked down to my room and opened the door and threw my bag onto the carpet. I slumped down into my chair.
Well, time to hit the books.
Several hours passed and once, the doorbell rang. I heard Meiko get it and she sounded calm and friendly.
So she's gotten over that hangover of hers...
I was too concentrated on my textbook and notes to notice my bedroom door swing open.
"Mmmm...the American Revolution...the Boston Tea Party." I muttered.
Seconds later:
"Mmmmm...the radical can't be in the denominator...rationalize that and..."
"Rin!"
"What!?"
I whirled around in my seat.
"Well, don't be all cranky when someone needs to interrupt your studies." Meiko said.
"Dinner has been ready for nearly 3 hours ago. And someone came to the door and wanted to talk with you. But the person told me to tell you to call back at this number."
She held up a index card.
"Okay." I said. "I'll be at the table in a few."
Miku's POV
Urrrrrgggggghhhhhhhh!
I don't wanna do this load of crap!
I flung my pencil backwards, making a huge upward streak on my paper.
"OOUUUUCCHHHHH!"
Huh?
"HEY! COULD YOU AT LEAST HAVE SOME RESPECT FOR MY HEAD!?"
Oh. Mikuo.
"Sor-ry!" I said sarcastically.
He sighed.
My phone rang.
po pi po pi po pi po
I picked up.
"Hello? This is Miku-awesomest-beast-girl-ever-to-beheld-in-your-s ight-ever."
"Um..." came the reply.
"Who's this?" I asked.
"Len."
"Oh HIIIIIIIIZZZZZZZ LENNNNNN!"
"Miku, I'm pretty sure he'll hang up on you before you say anything else." Mikuo chipped in.
I paused.
"WELL WHO ASKED YOU!?" I hollered. "Sorry Len. Mikuo's just being an idiot like usual."
"Ah. Anyways, do you know Rin's address?"
I paused, again.
"Are you a stalker?" I asked cautiously.
"NO. I just want to ask her something."
"Call her."
"I don't know her number."
"I'll give it to you."
"I JUST WANT TO ASK HER A MATH QUESTION OKAY? SOMETIMES PHONES DON'T WORK!"
I held the phone aaawwwaaaaaay from my ear drums.
"Okay! It's 12 Voiletdale St. OKAY? HAPPY NOW?! YOU BETTER BE YOU MOTHERF***ER"
I hung up. Without a good-bye.
"Looks like I was wrong..." Mikuo muttered.
"Yeah." I said leaning back. "I hung up on him instead."
A moment of silence. Except the scratching of the pencil writings.
"Hey."
"Yeah?"
"Do you think they would, like, be together?"
"Well, yes...and no. She doesn't take boys too lightly. Unless it's someone she's more familiar with. Kinda like me or Nero."
"True..."
"What 'bout you?"
"...Yes. I think they will."
Rin's POV
Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep SMASH
Curses. Now the alarm is somewhat disoriented. Thanks to Len who talked to me on the phone last night, I can barely slap myself awake.
I groggily dressed myself, washed my face, and went down to eat.
Omelet. Like yesterday.
After eating, I walked to school half-asleep.
I was barely down 2 blocks. When...
"RIN!"
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT FROM ME!?"
"Whoa, girl."
Oh, Len.
My eyes must've looked really sullen and sleepy-like, 'cause he was looking at me a little weird. Then he got over it.
"Oh, and by the way..." I said. My voice sounded like a drunk on wheels. "I TOLD YOU TO CALL ME RIN-SENPAI."
"WELL WHO THE HELL CARES ANYMORE!?" He yelled.
"I CARE YOU IDIOT."
"WELL I CERTAINLY DON'T."
"FOOL."
"IDIOT."
"BAKA."
"TERRIFYING LITTLE-GIRL."
"FREAKY-LOOKING CLOWN."
"I WILL PUNCH YOUR FACE."
"I WILL EAT YOU."
"WHAAATTT!? HOW THE HELL WOULD YOU DO THAT?!"
"HOLY BALLS!"
"RRIIIIIIIIINNNNNNN!"
"LLLLEEEEEENNNNNNN!"
We got to school. Eventually.
"Um," I said. "What were we just doing now?"
"Apparently, we were staring at each other and screaming at each other." He said warily.
"Hi guys."
We turned our heads to the direction of the newcomer.
It was Neru and Nero.
"Hi."
"So..." Nero began in a cheery voice. "Who's ready for finals?"
"Only you and maybe Len..." Neru said nonchalantly.
Now. We're in class. With our test papers. And pencils in our hands.
The lack of sleep messed with my brain really bad so I bet I got at least 6 wrong in every 9 pages.
Yeah...when the top scores are announced..., I won't be on there.
FINALLY the Finals were done.
"Oh. My. Good. Loving. Mother. OF GOD! THANK YOU IT'S OVER." I heard Mikuo shout to the ceiling.
This was of course, when it was break time.
I slammed my head backwards.
"AH!" I yelled painfully.
My head had hit the edge of Len's desk.
"AH! GODDAMMIT!"
I am the perfect example of a completely intelligent, self-composed highschool president.
Certainly.
Well, after that horrible day, DANCE LIKE PROOOOS.
Okay.
I'll calm down.
The DJ set the song on.
Anata to irareru sore dakede...denshi no kokoro furueru no...
Miku came running with a whipped cream pie.
"TAKE IT BITCH!"
She threw it.
"AHHHH!" Mikuo fell to the ground, blinded with cream.
I will continue the Dance next chapter. I know, know it sucks. Plz review! :)
Thnx for reading! :D