Chapter 3 (Monday)
Wufei threw himself down on the chair next to his best friend. The short skinny girl who could make even him look tall was staring with great concentration at her own breasts. She was wearing a very revealing corset that made it seam like her C-cup breasts were going to fall out at any second. Wufei was pretty sure that that was the reason she loved her corsets so much, especially since it made all the male teachers uncomfortable. Together with the short frilly skirt, the messy hair, the pink striped pantyhose and the ever present 'Hello Kitty' backpack, she made quite the picture.
"We have a new guy." He informed her as he dropped his books down on the desk in front of him.
She looked up from where she had been picking silver glitter out off her cleavage. Her new glitter hairspray apparently didn't work as well as the last one, and the silver flakes kept falling down like sparkling dandruff. "Hot?" She asked before reaching out to spread her small pile of glitter over Wufei's hair.
Wufei brushed some flakes away from his nose. "Not really, just another jock."
"Pity." Tiddy went back to digging in her cleavage, and Wufei gave her big breasts a look of total disinterest. "Yeah, you should have seen they way he was looking at me. I felt like I was one and a half freak show. I don't know what his problem is, but I hope he's not going to take it out on me."
"He was probably wondering if there were a girl under all that makeup." A voice said from behind him.
Wufei tilted his head to the side and looked at the new comer. "Fuck you, Trowa. Not that you are one to talk, clown boy."
The tall emo didn't even blink from inside the black hood he had on. "Well, I get paid to wear it; what's your excuse panda boy?"
Wufei grinned. "Because I look fucking hot in it."
Trowa snorted as he sat down by the desk behind him. "If you say so. So, what's this about a new guy?" He said as he flipped the hood back, sending flakes of snow flying before unzipping the black hoody, revealing a striped red and black sweater underneath.
Wufei shrugged. "Just some new jock guy, I don't know. I just shouldered my way past him; I didn't stop to ask him his life story."
Trowa's lips twitched. "And Wufei makes another friend."
"He was staring at me like I was a three-headed goat. I wasn't going to play nice with someone like that now was I?"
Trowa pulled the long sleeves of his sweater up over his hands before he leaned his head on them. "I'm just saying that you don't need any more enemies."
Wufei rolled his eyes.
Trowa hesitated but continued, "You should probably tone it down a bit before they beat you up again. Not even you have enough make up to cover up all the bruises you got the last time."
Wufei sneered. "I shouldn't have to tone it down, and I'm not going to. I'm sure as hell not going to change just to fit in to their standards. Especially since that standard wants everyone to look the same, think the same and act the same. It's like they don't have their own identity, they just copy everyone else and I refuse to do that. They can just go fuck themselves."
"Amen, tell him sister." Tiddy cheered while Trowa just sighed.
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Quatre gave him a long look as he opened his locker to change books for the next lesson. "What's up with you? You have been quiet for hours."
"It's nothing." Duo answered just a little bit too quickly, and Quatre gave him a skeptical look.
Duo hung his head. "I just might have a small crush on this guy." He mumbled quietly.
Suddenly looking a lot more interested, Quatre smiled. "Who? Come on, Duo, you can tell me."
Duo fidgeted for a second. He didn't really want to tell him, the whole thing was embarrassing enough without having someone else know about it, but at the same time... he did want someone to talk to. "You see that darkly-dressed Chinese guy? Over by the lockers there?" He mumbled without taking his eyes off his hands.
Quatre casually turned around to look down the corridor only to feel his mouth fall open when he saw just who had captured his friend's attention. "Oh, him."
"You know him." Duo asked in awe.
Quatre shook his head as he turned back to his locker. "I wouldn't say that. I know -OF- him."
The happiness in Duo's eyes didn't dim for a second. "Well, what's his name?"
"Chang, Wufei Chang. We have a few classes with him, and he's been in the school band with me for like three years now, but I have never talked to him. I have heard a lot about him, though."
Duo opened his mouth but closed it again as a group of chatting girls walked past them. Waiting until they were out of hearing range, Duo turned back to the matter at hand. "Like what?"
Quatre threw a look over at the group of dark teens, as if to see if any of them had decided to sneak up on them. The blond lowered his voice almost down to a whisper. "Like that he's in this weird Satanist cult where they sacrifice animals and drink each others blood."
Duo gave this new information a skeptical look, but the blond continued. "I'm serious, they have these weird rituals out at the graveyard where they light up fires and cut up cats and stuff. Chang is like their high priest or something, I don't know. The guy is fucking nuts; I'm talking really off the chart. Probably because of all the drugs he's taking. Apparently they really mess with his head, so much that he goes around and beats up people for no reason. He almost got expelled last year after a fight in the music room."
Duo's eyes boggled. "Are you serious? There is no way all that is that true."
Quatre shrugged. "I'm just telling you what I heard. The guy's as mad as a dog." Quatre sighed. "You really couldn't have gone for a more difficult guy... Okay maybe not, since he's gay... according to the rumors."
Duo peeked over towards the short Chinese, who for the moment was hiding behind a tall muscular rocker. He was trying to escape from the threat of being tickled by an even shorter girl with bushy hair. "Right, so he is a gay Satanist who drinks blood, does drugs and beats up people for fun."
"Well I don't know what's true or not, but Kevin, you know Kevin, the one with the locker next to me. Well, he works at 'Richfield's' - that's on the other side of the street to this pet store - and every week he sees Chang go in to the store like clockwork. And every time when he comes out, not only does that black bag of his look full, but it moves."
Duo blinked. "Moves?"
"Yeah, like there is something alive in there."
"Maybe he just got a pet."
Quatre shook his head. "Believe me, Chang is not the kind of person that keeps animals. Not live animals anyway. Personally I think that he's the one who buys all the animals they kill."
"Maybe he has a snake to feed or something."
Quatre gave him a long look. "Who knows. But I know that you will be better off if you don't approach him." The blond lowered his voice again. "Don't be surprised if you see him take drugs. He doesn't even try to hide it. He can just pop one right in the middle of the hallway at any time."
"If so, then why hasn't he gotten caught for it?"
His friend shrugged. "Maybe people are too scared to turn him in or something. From what I've heard, he has really rich parents who would sue the school if they even try to stop him from doing anything he wants."
"Oh. I thought he was really nice... the first time I met him anyway."
"If you say so." Quatre said, sounding more then a little unconvinced. "But what I want to know is how the hell you managed to even be at the same place as him."
Duo pulled the hair in the back of his neck. "Well, it was kind of stupid, but I slipped and fell on the sidewalk, and he helped me up."
"And just like that you had a crush on him." Quatre gave him a skeptical look.
"He was really sweet and thoughtful. He didn't seem to care that I sounded like a complete retard. Not to mention that he is absolutely-" He cut himself off again as a group of people passed them before continuing. "-beautiful, with eyes that you just want to drown in. And you should see it when he smiles as you." He sighed happily.
Quarte rolled his eyes. "So are you going to talk to him?"
Duo fidgeted. "I tried, but he didn't really seem interested in talking to me right then. I should try again... soon. I just don't know what to say. 'Hi, remember me? You helped me up when I fell on my ass in the snow, and I've fallen madly in love with you without knowing a thing about you."
"Ehm, cut out the part about -madly in love- then you're ready to go." The blond said and patted him on the back.
"Right... Oh god, I'm going to start stuttering." Duo groaned and hid his face in his hands.
"You have a stutter?" Quatre asked in surprise.
"Yeah... not so much now days, since I went to a speech therapist… my brain just works faster then my mouth, so it all kind of goes to hell when I'm really nervous or emotional... like I'm going to be when I'm standing in front of him. Shit, I can't do this Q. What should I do? What should I say?"
Quatre couldn't help but laugh at his normally so confident friend who was looking so nervous at the thought of talking to his crush. "How about, 'Hi, I'm Duo.' That should work."
"Q! Stop laughing. This is not funny."
"It's just so out of character to see you this stressed out."
"Yeah, well, this is serious. He already dislikes me and I haven't even done anything. I might just have one chance to get it right." He sent a longing look towards the darkly-dressed teen who was walking away further down the hall.
"Well, if he already dislikes you then it can't get much worse, right?" Quatre said in a totally unhelpful way.
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A/N
I love giving Wufei female friends, I just love it.
