AN: yay! A story people like!! Sorry its been so long…..i have my reasons that I don't know about……lets call them…..lies……..so…the weather?

Matt's pov

Wow, thank god that was over. Fuck baseball I'm gonna do something like….play my ds…I don't care what game….heheh lies….i care. Well avoiding Mello is gonna be extremely hard considering we live in the same room. Damn.

I walked into our room I didn't expect mello to be sitting on the bed……reading?!! Holy shit!!! There has to be something in the lunches!!!! Woah!! I might die of heart attack!

" me-mells? A-are you ok?!" I stuttered.

"ya fine why do you ask?" he answered.

"its just that youre…..reading." I said puzzled.

"I was raiding through the albinos shit and found this. Quite interesting choice of work too." he replied. He. Is. So. High. On. Crack. Or the lunches……

"ok….I'm just gonna leave…." I said walking away slowly. He looked up at me.

"matt, we shall NEVER speak of what happened in gym. Ever. Got it?" he said in a threatening tone.
"well I-" I was cut off by him smacking my arm "got it?" he asked coldly

"ya." I answered.

" good so wutsup?" he asked. Amazing. He got over stuff so quick. It was like he had never smacked me.

"oh nothing the usual ds playing. You?" I answered.

"eh, nothing chillin eatin chocolate, and reading this fantastic book!" he replied. Oh ya, the crack book.

"cool, what are you reading?"

"the sister hood of the traveling pants." He replied.

"holy shit mello drop that!!" I shouted.

"wha-why?" he asked.

"that's a….chick book." I replied in a worried tone.

"wow. Really? A chick book?" he replied.

"ya really, now stop reading it, you dress like a girl now your gonna read like one?" oh shit. Wrong choice of words.

"matt, are you insisting that im a girl?" he said with a cold stare.

"n-no that's not what I meant." I stuttered. Why me? Why me?

"really than what did you mean?" his stare was getting colder. Pretty soon I'd be on the news as a murder report and mello would be halfway to Russia to start his own chocolate factory. I could see that.

"pl-please don't kill me!" I shouted. That wouldn't help.

"beg." He demanded.

"wh-what?" I stuttered.

"you heard me, I said beg. Now get on your knees and beg that I don't hurt you!" he threatened. Best to do as he says. I got on my knees.

"please don't hurt me?! Please?! I've worked to hard to be dead, please!" I begged. He chuckled in amusement.

"you are so gullible. I didn't mean it. Now get up." He said.

"you mean that was an act?" I asked. I got up and walked over to the bed.

"well part of it. Up until beg. I saw the fear in your eyes and thought, perfect." He said. What. An. Ass. He played me like a violin.

"you bastard!" I shouted.

"whatever. Lets go jump people at seven eleven. That's always fun." He insisted.

"okay good. I have to get more cigarettes anyway." I said. We walked out the door and left for seven eleven. At least I was still alive.

Yay~! I think im done now…….