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Chapter Three

"Let me get this straight: you're giving up cigarettes; an addiction you've had for like two years, because a guy you've met twice doesn't date smokers?" Miri asked Daine sceptically.

Daine didn't answer at first being too busy stuffing her face with nicotine gum. Finally she managed an "Umohhmm." with a mouth full of gum.

Miri looked revolted. "I'll take that as a yes. Can anyone tell me what's wrong with this picture?!" She yelled out to a random group of tourists. They looked nervously at her blue hair. Daine spat the large wad of gum out at the feet of one of the group members. Needless to say they walked away quickly for fear of catching an unknown disease from these ruffians.

"Screw you! You incestuous arse-munching douche-bags!" Daine yelled after them. She spat on the ground several times, scrubbing at her tongue with the bottom of her top.

"God, that crap tastes worse than Thayet's cooking."

Miri snorted as Daine started to apply nicotine patches to every square patch of her arms and legs.

"Here, you missed a spot." Miri leant over and planted one in the middle of Daine's forehead. Daine gave her friend a withering glare, which was rendered useless by the large white patch stuck rather comically to her head. Miri lit a cigarette and sighed in mock content.

"Oh God! I've been craving one of these since my last one five minutes ago…Oh fuck me, it's practically orgasmic!" Her breathing started getting erratic. "In fact, Oh My Freaking God I'm having An Orgasm From This Fag!" She dropped off the seat they were sitting on onto the ground below, the same seat they were sitting on when Daine first met Numair. Miri started withering around on the ground and moaning loudly. "Ooh Yeah! Oh God…Oh God…OH MY GOD!" She stopped and lay there panting loudly oblivious to the stares of the people passing by.

"Are you finished?" Daine asked dryly, which of course spurred Miri to continue with her 'orgasmic' experience. After another five minutes, Daine picked up Miri's cigarette and put it in her mouth.

"AHA!" Miri screamed triumphantly pointing.

Daine shrugged. "You looked like you were enjoying yourself so much I wanted an orgasmic moment too? Can you blame me? I haven't gotten laid in like forever."

"True." Miri sat back on the bench and took her cigarette from Daine. "What happened to what's-his-name…Kaddar?"

Daine snorted. "The relationship ended when I found him trying on my leather mini…while wearing my thong."

Miri grinned at her. "I knew he was too cute to be straight. And Perin?"

Daine sighed. "Let's just say that he and Kaddar are having a jolly old time on the train to the end of the rainbow."

Miri burst out laughing hysterically. Daine tried to hold hers in but soon surrendered to the giggling bubbling up. After their laughing fit ended they both collapsed helpless on the bench. Miri lit up another cigarette and Daine started applying her nicotine patches again.

"So are we going out tonight or what?" Miri breathed a cloud of smoke at a passing mother and her child. Her mother gave them a filthy look and hurried her child away. "I never tire of doing that." She smiled.

"I got this dumb 'family' thing tonight. Some old friend of the Conté's is coming to dinner. They haven't seen him in like forever even though he lives in the same town. He's probably going to be this total wanker who pretends to like me then feels me up under the dinner table."

"At least you'll be getting some action out of it." Miri sniggered, dodging Daine's kick.

"Hey, want to do something really outrageous?" asked Daine excitedly.

"Such as…?" Miri prompted.

"Going to school." Replied Daine.

Miri choked. "Daine Sarrasri! What kind of bad girl are you?" She demanded crossly. "I think that I might have to revoke your piercing rights."

"Not to learn, you malevolent molester of animals. Selda the insufferable unshaggable suffocating suck-up is going to be there and I need to flex my wit muscle."

Miri got a wicked glint in her eye. "By all means, let us go to class."

As they walked in the gates, Daine looked around. "Is it just me or is there an intoxicating aura of scholarly stiffs around here?"

Miri sniffed the air. "No I smell it too. This better be a short visit, as soon as I feel myself even think about picking up a book we're out of here."

"Where is our class again?" Daine asked.

Miri shrugged. "Why the hell would I know? Hey there's your brother. ROALD!" Roald turned and stood still staring at them for several seconds before Daine snapped her fingers loudly in front of his face.

"What are you guys doing here?" He asked disbelievingly. "Are you lost or something?"

"Relax Roz. We're only here to mock the piss out of Selda." Daine said reassuringly.

He visibly relaxed. "And you don't know which class you have right?"

"Are we that transparent?" Miri asked Daine who shrugged.

Roald took out a timetable from his bag. "This is your time table. They gave it to me to give to you but it's been rotting at the bottom of my bag since you never go to school."

Miri took it from him and skimmed it confused. "How the hell do you work this thing?" She passed it back to Roald who glanced at it.

"You have English in room 14. It's right over there." He pointed to a block of classrooms.

"Thanks babe." Daine said giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"Now your popularity is going to soar up. It's our way of saying thanks" Teased Miri. Roald turned red and went off to class. On his way however three people gave him high fives.

Class had already started when they came in.

"Hello and who might you be? New students? I'm Mrs Tout." A smiling plump teacher greeted them.

"Hello. I'm Daine Sarrasri and this is Miri Ryder." Daine gave the woman a beaming smile.

Mrs Tout checked her register. "Do you realise that you have missed forty seven classes this year?" She asked slightly cold, as if missing her class was something important.

Daine blinked her eyes going slightly moist. "I'm dreadfully sorry Professor Tout, but it's my mother; she died and I've been taking some compassionate leave off school. I don't know if the principal told you."

Mrs Tout's smile softened. "Of course deary. I'm so sorry for your loss. And please just call me Mrs Tout. You may take your seats."

A pale pinched face blonde snorted rudely in the front. "Please Mrs Tout. Her mother died like four years ago. She's playing up the sympathy card." She simpered.

Daine smirked at her evilly. "Why hello Selda. How are the genital warts doing?" Selda flushed as the whole class erupted into laughter.

Mrs Tout tried to make them shut up. "Quite down please class. Now Selda I can't believe you would be so insensitive as to say a thing like that to a girl who's grieving over her mother. I will see you after class to arrange your detention. And Miss Sarrasri, I know that you are upset about your mother but there's no need to spread vicious lies."

"Oh they're not lies Miss." Miri said in a fake earnest voice. "My mother is her gynaecologist."

The class started howling again. Mrs Tout looked befuddled and tried in vain to quiet the class. When she couldn't she left in a flurry to find the principle. As soon as she left Miri locked the door with a smirk.

Daine turned Mrs's Touts chair around and straddled it looking without blinking at Selda who looked a little unnerved. The whole class looked at her with baited breath. Finally she sighed. "Selda, Selda, Selda. I haven't seen you in ages and now after meeting you again, I've decided I am in favour of abortion in cases of incest."

"Hey Daine. Who'd you have to sleep with to be allowed back in school?" Selda sneered.

"Thou fawning rump-fed miscreant!" Daine snapped. There was silence. Daine rolled her eyes. "It's English class so I used a little Shakespearean. Come on people!"

"So you decided to mutilate one of the greatest writers in history?"

Daine blinked. "I don't recall 'Thou fawning rump-fed miscreant' to be in any of his works. Or did I miss that one?"

"I was referring to your use of the word 'Shakespearean' not any of his plays. Are you really that stupid or is it because your whore of a mother never taught you anything?"

Daine narrowed her eyes.

"Daine…" Miri warned but it was too late.

A large hard-backed book sailed through the air and smacked Selda right on the nose. There was a crunching sound and she howled in pain clutching her nose which was bleeding profusely.

"She taught me many things." Daine snarled. "One of which was how to aim, you bitch."

"Time to go. Lovely to see you all again." Miri grabbed Daine by the arm and unlocked the door and they bolted. A couple of blocks from the house they stopped. "I think you broke her nose." Miri laughed.

Daine attempted a weak smile but failed.

"Are you all right?" Miri asked, sounding concerned.

"Look, go home Mir. I just wanna be alone for a bit kay?"

Miri looked like she wanted to argue but knew better. If Daine was in a mood she was better left alone. She gave her a hug and walked away down the street to turn the corner.

Daine wandered in the opposite direction aimlessly. She didn't notice the Lamborghini trail alongside her. She jumped when a horn beeped and looked at the vehicle. The car pulled to a stop and the door opened.

"Get in." Numair said. Daine complied sliding onto the leather seats. Numair started to drive away. "Daine, what the hell were you doing in that street? Don't you know that this part of town is dangerous for a young girl? Even in the daylight."

Daine didn't answer, instead staring moodily out the window. Numair glanced at her concerned. "Magelet, are you all right? Why aren't you at school?"

"I got into a fight and left." She mumbled.

Numair raised his eyebrow. "A fight?" He asked, slightly amused.

"She insulted my ma so I threw a book at her and broke her nose." Numair started to chuckle.

"What kind of book?" He asked.

"Shakespeare." Daine answered, smiling slightly.

He laughed harder. "Magelet, how about we do this tutoring thing now? We can go to my place right now. I'm thinking we can start with Shakespeare."

Daine smiled at him. "It's a date."

Numair shook his head. "Not yet."

Daine's eyes glinted. "So I've been promoted from an 'It would never work' to a 'Not yet'. How delightful. Soon we'll be shagging like rabbits."

"Looking forward to it." Numair said wryly.

Daine looked smug at having gotten him to flirt back. They pulled up at an apartment building. Numair parked the car and they went inside.

Sorry to cut it short but my mother will be making me go to bed soon and I won't have time to post it.

Thank you for all the reviews. Numair is thawing so yay for that and I mentioned Kaddar and Perin in it. For those who didn't get it they are now gay. Anyways Thanks for reviewing

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