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K. A simple letter. A letter that if you curve, you can change it into something. You can change anything with a line and shape to something. No matter what it is. You only have to use your imagination. If you have one, then it should be easy. K is something that can remind us of a dismal past, or perhaps a time when someone we loved and cared for was once alive. Perhaps we like to dream that they still are. No one likes to believe something's like death will ever come. But they will. A simple letter. For a simple thing. It could even form the word: Death. Kill.

ANNOYANCE

Chapter 4: Something hidden/ another revealed

Noodle sat there as she waited for B to get out of the gym teacher's office. In a way, she had to force herself to come and wait for the girl. She could feel the up turning stomach sickness in her body.

The door to the room opened, and Noodle waited outside.

B came out, not followed by anyone. Noodle stepped out in front of her. Her body forcing B to stop so that she would be forced to talk with Noodle.

B simply looked at her and closed her eyes, obviously not wanting to look at Noodle. "What do you want?"

Noodle felt that odd feeling in her grow, "I…wanted to make sure that you were okay."

"I'm fine!" She retorted and Noodle could see the flame of anger grow deep inside of her. The words had more of an effect on her then She had imagined. Then again, with that other girl hanging out with her, Noodle could expect no less. Noodle watched as the girl tried to dodge past her.

It had no effect though because Noodle only applied more room to that area. B turned and faced her again, "You have no reason to talk to me. Our communication is done here. Leave me be." The last of her words had something hidden inside of them.

Noodle looked down at her, "Talk to me."

"About what B?" Came a voice that Noodle had hated since the day she had first encountered the owner of it.

Audio.

She stood there like a deadly animal, waiting for it's pray to come to it. Noodle watched the girl. Audio's eyes turned to little slits and she looked like a cat, only this cat had a mind and it was more powerful then a normal house pet.

B's voice came out, no more terrifying and threatening. "I have to go." She said.

Audio smirked, "What a good girl." She half turned. "Noodle, isn't it? Well anyway, remember our talk? We don't need trouble." Oh yeah, just like a cat Noodle thought.

B slid past now. Noodle could only look down at her. 'I can't force that look of terror and dread on you, yet she walks into the room, and you bloom into sadness.' Noodle watched as the girl walked next to the new hatred that boiled inside of her for that girl. The words that were said just loud enough for Noodle to hear caused her to try and restrain herself from reacting to. "There you are. The perfect slave. Come along." She smiled again. Looking at Noodle, making sure she saw the way she wrapped her arm around the girl's shoulder, and then placed a kiss on her head.

Noodle's face could probably be seen as red and a violent shade at that, but Noodle had nothing to say at the moment. She watched as the girl walked away with B. B didn't even give a small significant look back at her to acknowledge her.

Noodle was left alone. No one else seemed to be around. She quickly picked up her clothes. Suddenly though, the door opened and the teacher came out.

"Noodle…you still here? Your not causing more trouble, are you?" The teacher smiled at Noodle and then looked away, "You know…The girl, B, she seems a little odd. You should try to be her friend, not her enemy." She smiled again and then nodded and winked at Noodle.

From that second, Noodle could tell that she knew she had been watching B for a while now. "You could tell?" Noodle asked in a small voice.

The gym teacher laughed a little, "Ohhh…you're a quick one. I did notice you though when you were watching B and noticing that she wasn't going into the game. I also watched you push your way into the ring when B finally did get out there." The teacher looked down at Noodle, "I don't know what you are trying to prove Noodle, but you have to give it a rest. You could end up injuring someone. Plus, not everyone you meet should annoy you." She smiled and then left no room for conversation to go on, "Now, leave. You have to get out of here or I will get mad at you."

Noodle turned away. She went back to pick up her stuff and then began to leave so that she could go and meet Murdoc or 2D out front and then leave to go home and wait till tomorrow. The whole time, she was left pondering how she was going to talk to B next time.

School dragged on forever. Then came second period and Noodle watched as the girl sat a few desks away.

B was perfect in the shadows of the class room and the overhead light shinned down on her. Though there was light, she was in darkness. That was what could be meant by the phrase, 'She was perfect in the shadows.' Oh yes…so perfect. That had to end though. There was no way that Noodle could go on with the fact that the girl didn't want to acknowledge her anymore. But then again, after what happened yesterday, there was just another reason for Bry to hate her.

Noodle sighed.

"Will someone pass out these papers?" The teacher asked aloud from the back of the room.

Almost 6 people raised their hands in order to signify they wanted to help her. B didn't raise her hand, nor did B. A few other students had slowly dropped their heads so as not to be noticed by the teacher's eyes. Everyone knew though, that if you didn't want to be picked, you would, and then some. Others that had caught on faster though, now raised their hands so that they could lessen their chances of being picked.

The teacher's eyes rested on a dark haired figure in the middle of the room. It seemed that B would be her victim this time. "Bry, why don't you pass out the papers, you need to get to learn some of your classmates names anyway." She gave the girl an evil smile and then giggled a little, "If you need to, you could find someone to help you pass them out."

No one said anything. Noodle was the only one that had that burning desire to go and help her. She glared at the girl. Waiting for her response.

B simply got up though and walked gently over to the teachers desk. She then proceeded to take the papers and then in hand, began to pass them out. She barely glanced down at them.

The teacher found this amazing and so did Noodle. Both watched her, eyes making sure to look for a folly or even a mistake in her step. She did neither. The girl was perfect. She smoothly walked around desk to desk, finding the people to give their papers back. She didn't even have to ask questions. She didn't mess up once.

The teacher and Noodle were the only ones that were watching and keeping their attention on Bry. Finally though, the teacher gave up and went back to grading or what ever it is that teachers do while hovered over desks all day.

Noodle waited as Bry paused. She smiled when she slowly began to realize that the name the girl was looking at was Noodle's. Bry was holding Noodle's paper in her hand, trying to figure out weather to give it to her, or to let someone else give it to her. No one seemed good to grab though.

Noodle smiled deeper, "Perhaps some help should take place?" She wit fully said to the girl.

B finally realized that she had been figured out and then gave up. She walked down the sets of chairs and paused a seat before Noodle's desk. She reached out.

There was something odd about this movement. As if the girl had been put in this position before Noodle had now put her in. The girl stayed the distance. Then she seemed to realize that Noodle must not know what to do. So she reached her hand with the paper in it and began to lift it toward Noodle.

Noodle was quicker then B had thought and soon held B's wrist in her hand. Both watched each other. Noodle looked into B's eyes, pulling her forward.

B looked away, seeing if anyone noticed. No one did though. No one cared. Not even the boy that Noodle would have to put up with all of the time.

"Let go." B whispered.

"I need to talk to you. Stop being so immature." Noodle said pointedly back at her.

B pulled her wrist away and then growled back, "Oh yeah…now we see who is really immature! Like what you did yesterday wasn't immature!" B began to walk away.

Noodle slid out of her chair and leaned forward to whisper, "Please."

B looked back. There was something there. Noodle couldn't help feel odd. She didn't even seem to have thought about the word. It only slipped out from her mouth. The one single word with only one syllable. It had such an effect on B as well.

B kept staring. Noodle wasn't sure what she was looking at after a while. Weather she was staring at her, or if she was looking past her, she wasn't sure. All she knew was that the word had had an effect on her.

"Please." Whispered Noodle again, trying the word out a second time on her tongue.

B then moved her lips. They seemed to only move for a moment, and even then they were shallow and seemed almost gentle. "Okay." Was what her mouth made into words.

Noodle smiled, "Good." She watched as once again, B turned from her.

Last period. It was last period and everyone was in the class, but one person. One person that was only on Noodle's mind. Only one person that she felt like she could kill at the moment. B. B was missing it seemed.

Noodle had come to the class thinking that this would be her chance to talk to B. She was wrong though when she realized that B was not in here.

'I know that she is probably skipping class. She has to be. There is no other way to really explain it.' Noodle thought inside of her head to herself as she glanced at the drum section. Today she would have been looking at someone if she could only find them first.

Noodle glanced off stage. There seemed to be that stupid door that led to the stage on the side. Everyone knew that there were about 5 to 6 ways to get into the Auditorium, the only problem was finding the door that was unlocked for the day. Noodle could see through one slender window frame of the door out onto the stage. It was dark out there. The stage was were kids could perform plays or dances. The concerts would also be played out there. The only reason why there was a door leading from out there into the band room was because it made it easier for people to get on and off the stage without having to go through the crowd.

Noodle watched a second longer. Then something flashed over one of the windows. It was quick, and not even noticeable. It was there though. It had to have been. Someone was out there. Someone was out on the stage during practice. But that seemed un logical because there would be no reason for anyone to be out there. There was no janitor out there because they would have no reason for being out on the stage today. There was only one other person that Noodle could think of that would be there. B.

Noodle got up. She slowly made her way over to the stage door. No one looked at her. They were all busy playing around or talking to each other anyway. The music teacher was in his office and not paying attention to the kids anyway. He probably thought that talking would satisfy them the most for now. Not Noodle though.

Noodle opened the doors and looked around one more time. No one was looking. No one cared. No one even stopped her as she turned and was then gone into the darkness of the abandoned room.

The end of chapter 4. I hope you all are enjoying this already. I am happy to say thank you to those of you who are reviewing this, or even only reading this. Thanks to you all. But, I do have to say this: Life isn't always happy. We don't always get what we want. Love is one of them in some cases. Enjoy the rest.

-D.D.Darkwriter

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