So I might actually be going crazy; except I'm not too sure whether I should be happy or irritated by this.
The instant Miku offered to help there really wasn't any option for me but to jump at the opportunity, because, hey, hello, when the girl of your dreams looks at you with this beautiful smile that makes your stomach churn with a god-awful feeling of longing, standing so close to you that you're able to see every freckle and dot that lines her cheeks, with her warm breath on your skin, and all around driving your heart wild enough that it was probably going to burst out of your chest...
Yes, you wouldn't be able to refuse it either. No, you wouldn't even be able to do anything but nod your head as you contain a squeal.
Except, well, it didn't last too long. Maybe about two minutes at most.
Apparently helping me didn't mean helping me alone. She got Luka involved, and then she got Lily involved, and in the end I had three older girls to give me advice on how to seduce a teenage boy. Even if I didn't want to seduce aforementioned teenage boy. Even if I wanted this particular teenage boy to leave me alone for good.
Fact of the matter is things never turn out the way i want them to go.
And the other two members of their trio weren't particularly helpful either.
All Lily did was sit back, paint her nails in the living room while we snacked on marshmallows, hot chocolate, bean boozled and To All The Boys I've Loved Before on the large screen, giving unnecessary input whenever she deemed fit. "You know, Mum and Dad are going to kill you if they find out you have a boyfriend."
Luka, on the other hand, wouldn't stop looking me up and down. "Rinnie, before you get into a relationship, you've really got to up your chest size."
I nearly went to the brink of a meltdown right there and then.
Luckily, being the ever-observant queen that she was, Miku stepped forwards in my defense.
"If you girls aren't going to provide any helpful insight, Rin and I are going to head upstairs to sort this out on our own."
"You'd choose Rin over Peter Kavinsky?!"
"Yes, Lily, I would." She crossed her arms before standing from the sofa, gesturing forwards to make my heart do another little leap as I followed suit. "Come on, Rin, let's go do this."
So in the end, that misfortunate event faded into the breeze, replacing romance flicks and high school girl drama with minutes and hours of talking to Miku Hatsune in my own bedroom, imagining that the relationship we were discussing had to do with me and her, rather than a boy that I just recently learnt the name of.
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"Checkmate."
I moved my Knight to take his Queen, effectively blocking the path his bishop would be able to take, while Len Kagamine looked at me with all the horror in the world.
"You're cheating."
"Am not. Admit it, you just suck at Chess."
Most of my weekend was filled with the sound of Miku's laughter, the touch of Miku's hand on my shoulder, and the sight of Miku's smile. For a moment I couldn't help wondering whether I was already dead and my fourteen years of suffering on earth has finally been paid off by the gods by placing me right in the midst of heaven. But only until my phone rang, loudly, and when I tried to muffle it beneath my bedsheets it only started vibrating even more.
Of course, when the beauty looks at me as if I was committing murder, I had to bring it out awkwardly and check the screen. Maybe lie about how some creeper on the internet wouldn't stop creating multiple accounts on Twitter to message me everytime I block them.
It was too late.
She didn't snatch the phone out of my hands, that wasn't Miku's attitude, but she did look over my shoulder to shoot me an excited smile.
Len Kagamine found my social media accounts, and he was officially taking the role of the creeper.
She insisted I message him back, to his awkward hello text and the sticker emoticon of that stupid monkey covering it's eyes, and I watched her tap multiple hearts on my phone screen as a response.
I only realised what she was doing when it was too late.
I invited him to your house, Rin, said Miku.
Oh my god, Miku, I screamed.
And that's why we spent an entire hour on Sunday evening getting me, for lack of better word, dolled up. She rummaged through my closet in hopes of finding something more feminine ー which, in her opinion, did not consist of ripped jeans and denim shorts. It took thirty minutes alone just to find a dress or a skirt that didn't come from my school uniform. She gave up on my wardrobe soon enough to storm across the corridor into Lily's room, where her duffle bag had been waiting.
So not only did I spend nearly an entire day with Miku, but now I was even wearing her clothes. (It smells like her. It smells alot like her.)
Just in time for Len Kagamine to come in, greet my sister and her friends awkwardly at the television, scout around to see if my parents were home, before ruffling my hair in greeting.
That was three hours ago. Since then we've played six rounds of chess, and two rounds of UNO since then. At first I thought he was purposely letting me win, but seeing this boy's cheeks heat and turn redder and redder by each passing loss, I couldn't help but smile as I brought him to another game's demise.
Miku and Lily were peeking through the door gap, the former to make sure nothing went wrong and that I followed all the advice and tips she gave me, and the latter because she was a no-good busybody.
"Your sisters are pretty." He huffed, leaning against my bedpost with arms crossed. "Maybe even prettier than you."
My jaw dropped.
"Really?! Just because you lost at Chess ー "
Not that all of them even were my sisters.
Only one was, and as it's been proven since birth by the amount of compliments I get from our parents in comparison to her, I'm definitely a hundred times more attractive on the scale save for the lack of chest mass. I've got smoother cheeks, smoother skin, and wider eyes. On the other hand, If he said Miku Hatsune was pretty I wouldn't even be able to deny it and that thought scares me. I'd hop the train and be the loudest person to cheer in approval.
Screw you, Len Kagamine, because the only reason you're here is to give me experience (and now to please Miku by showing off how obedient I am by following her orders) so that I can prepare for the real thing. You calling other girls prettier than me shouldn't affect me at all. It shouldn't.
Oh, crap, did I say shouldn't? I meant couldn't. Shan't.
"Gosh, I didn't mean it." I felt warm hands cup my cheeks, and a nuzzle of a nose against my own. "Don't cry, you're still the prettiest. Especially to me."
"I'm not crying!"
"Oh, you aren't?"
Yes, these ー these watery eyes are only because of the eyedrops I took this morning. You know nothing, Len Kagamine.
But in reality I only sniffed in response until he dug an unwrapped napkin from his pocket and took it out of the plastic to dab beneath my nose.
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Lily was fawning.
She spoke on bubblegum and curlers through her blonde locks, marathoning on a rerun of The Walking Dead, while the other two members of her friend group was sprawled on the living room carpet to snack on chips. "That was so cute! And embarrassing. I'd want a boy to wipe the snot off my nose, but I'd rather be caught dead than looking like that."
They seem to have forgotten that the boy seemed close to throwing a tantrum just because he lost a few games.
Oh, no, toss the blame all onto me, why don't you.
"Rin. You know how I told you to act confident?" Miku tapped my shoulder.
The one thing she told me to focus on, I undoubtedly failed at. It wasn't even that hard. Just put my chin up, act as if he meant nothing to me, and carry it all in stride. In the end I became a pile of waterworks on my bedroom floor, and Len Kagamine had to actually cradle me on his lap to calm me down.
If he tells anybody at school about this, my life is over.
I looked away just as another person got mauled to death on the television screen.
"Yeah.. I'm sorry about that."
The love of my life shook her head desperately. "Don't be! I just figured this boy out. You can't act confident around him."
"Shit, you don't think he's one of those boys do you?" Luka wrinkled her nose.
I don't know why she's getting involved with the conversation.
She didn't care from the start. The entire time Len was over, she went inside the bathroom to complain about menstruation cramps.
"I definitely think he's one of those boys." Miku darted a tongue out to wet her lip.
"One of those boys?" I wondered.
None of them gave me a solid response.
"These boys.. are very hard to seduce. Rin, from tomorrow on, you're coming to my house." The girl cracked her fingers above her head, teal braids climbing up her arms like a grapevine. "We're going to start up extreme training. Make up, dresses, fixing that sway of your hips and we're not going to stop until we get what we need."
I'm not sure whether this was what I signed up for.
But when Miku smiled at me, with those shining teeth and radiant eyes, there was nothing for me to do but agree.
i wanna move onto T-rated fics but i can't do that until this is completed, so let's try to finish this up as fast as we can.
