Author's Note:

OMG, I'm sorry for the one month delay! I have so much to do, as my final semester's going to end. But! Here I'am now, presenting you the fourth chapter! Thank you all so much for leaving me such lovely reviews, favs and follows! I appreciate it very much.

This chapter may have a lot of errors. Sorry ^^

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THE GIRL NEXT DOOR

Chapter 4: Welcome to Black Order Academy

A loud, ear piercing sound boomed in my ears, which pulled me out of my unconscious bliss. I groaned, not bothering to open my eyes. I'am obviously not ready to embrace the day ahead of me. I groped blindly for the snooze button on that piece of abomination and hurry back to the land of dreams, where I desperately wanted to live in for the rest of my life.

After a few more times of moving my hand like a retard on the bedside table, I felt the button under my touch. I slammed my palm on it. To my relief, the beeping stopped. Finally...that was so annoying... I tossed into a more comfortable position and curled up into a cocoon.

Slowly, my world was beggining to spin. I was falling asleep. But everything came back to me, when I felt a small poke on my cheek. Was someone here? Impossible. I'm sure I locked my door. And I never opened my windows, since then.

Another poke.

I slowly opened my eyes. Through my still vague vision, something round was perched on the open side of my face.

"Tim..?" I called out tiredly. When everything was clear, my eyes first saw a golden snitch. Sure enough, it was Timcanpy. Thank goodness he didn't bit my ear again. The other one still had his teeth marks on my earlobes, last time I checked.

Propping myself up with one elbow, I yawned. I don't feel like moving yet. But I have to force my body...I can't miss the orientation. Plus, the challenges of being a pathetic outcast are about to begin. "...What time do we start again? Oh yeah eight..and the time is..." I glanced at the time. My eyes went wide as saucers, when I read the digital numbers.

It was 7:45.

Crap! I'm going to be late! If Cross gets here and founds out that I'm still not ready, then I'm a dead man! Why didn't I..? Nevermind! I have to hurry!

I quickly jumped out of bed, my sleepy spell forgotten. I ran over to my closet to get my clothes and towel. I rushed to the bathroom for a quick shower. It took quite the effort to completely ignore how freezing the shower water is. I forgot to get it checked out last night, since I was too busy settling in.

Once I was done washing up, I dried myself as fast as possible. Next, I got into my school uniform. Surprisingly, it fits me perfectly. It's strange how they guessed my size correctly, but I'll find that out later. I put on a glove over my left hand, just for a very important matter. I adjusted my tie, until it was properly fixed around my collar.

I have to admit...this suits me well.

"There." I said with a small smile as I did the finishing touch.

But that soon vanished, when my eyes encountered a wimpy figure standing before the mirror. He has unnatural white hair, a scar traced on the right side of his face and silver eyes. I frowned deeply. I hate this person on the mirror. Which clearly means, I hate myself.

Everything is just so unfair. Sometimes, I even wonder why do I even have these deformities. The reason why I hate myself, is because I'm a weak being. I don't have the courage to speak up. I hate being in a weak state. School is about to start and still, a spineless person I'am. How am I going to face the other students out there if I don't grow a backbone?

I couldn't cover my hair and my scar, which is a big problem. For sure, I'll be a total laughing stock or some kind of creepy old man to their eyes.

That's one more thing. How am I going to deal with that?

Well...I don't care about it anymore. I'm used to being spat out like I'm just a piece of trash. But that doesn't make my life any better, huh?

Positive..I have to think positive. A new life means, a new style. But...I don't know how to change myself. Oh screw it. I'll think about it when I can. But not now. I should focus on my studies, graduate, get a job and make Mana proud...

Yeah, I just have to keep walking.

I turned my back at my reflection. Shaking my head of anymore thoughts, I took my school bag from the bed and hung the strap over my shoulder, followed by my phone and walked out of the bedroom. I checked to see any missed calls from Cross. But there isn't any. Did he even know what time am I suppose to be there? If not, I'm screwed.

I peered back at the time again. Eight minutes before school starts. That old man is late. As in really late. I have an appointment with the principal before I'll start with my classes. It would be really embarassing if I was tardy on my first day.

I sighed in frustration. "If Cross is still not there the next minute then I'm walking to school." I said as I went to help myself with a glass of milk. I got a glass and the carton of milk from the fridge. I undid the seal and poured some until it reached a half of the glass. I took a sip.

My phone vibrated on the counter nearby. Huh...a message? I set the glass on the black marble table to see who's the sender. Yeah, it's from Cross.

[[ Brat, get your ass down here before I change my mind.]]

"Classic Master..." I mused before I chugged the whole milk left in my glass. As I was shoving my phone in my pocket, I put the glass on the sink. Tim showed up seconds later and landed on my shoulder.

"I'm going to school now, Tim. I'll be back later." I smiled to him. He nodded his body as means of saying 'yes'. Tim flew off, with his long tail flapping before him.

I went out of my apartment room, locked the door and ran off.

-Linebreak-

I exited the elevator. From there, I saw a man with long red hair. He has a cigarette sticking out of his mouth, which emitted a strong smell of tobacco all around the lounge area. Damn, I always hated that smell. I see that no one's around. Not even the receptionist. And the man standing there, who's totally ruining the fragrant scent of the room, is none other than the oh-so terrible Cross Marian.

Here goes nothing...

I approached my 'master'. My heartbeat was getting faster as my nervousness increases. By hearing the way he talks to me on the phone yesterday and reading his text a while ago, I bet this man turned even worse for the past few years. Not to mention the time when he almost shot me with his stupid gun. That's the one of the main reasons why I never wanted to see that man again.

Cross seemed to have noticed my presence. He turned to face me, with an unpleasant look on his pale face. He looks like he's suffering from a really bad hangover. The guy seriously looks like an utter mess. More from what I had expected him to look.

"Took you long enough, you idiot. What the hell were you doing?" he asked. His voice was gruff and raspy.

"Sorry to correct you Master, but I was only gone for less than a minute." Regardless of how much I want to strangle that guy, I always keep my calm cool. Because if I don't, a bullet would go straight to my brain. Like I said, Cross has real, big guns. He carries one every single day.

"Don't question me. Listen, I'm not in the freakin' mood so you better be good or you'll have a taste of my bullets. You got that?" he growled.

And that's one proof that he's a nightmare. I sighed. "Yes...Master."

Cross lead me to his car. I'm surprised that he parked it properly, because most men in situations like what Cross has, would end up breaking the wall or crash by the lamp post. Next is, I was worried about it's appearance inside. I was expecting his car to look all topsy-curvy. But I was really shocked to see it so clean. I see no dirt marks on the windows, no papers scattered on the floor...not even a single garbage, set aside the couple of empty bottles in the backseat. This...isn't so bad... I thought.

My nose wrinkled upon inhaling the scent of his car. Everything in here was fine, except the odor. It reeks of pure alcohol and nicotine. Doesn't he get sick of that horrid smell?

"What time does your school starts?" Cross asked me.

"Eight...why?"

"Crap. Three freakin' minutes left." he muttered. "We're gonna nail the road today so you better put on your belt and hold on tight, or you get a severe concussion."

I gave him a confused look. Nail the road? Severe Concussion? "Wha...what do you mean?" I asked.

Cross didn't say a word and just started the engines up. He pulled out of the driveway, then accelarated the car speed until...150?! I felt sick to my stomach all of a sudden. We're going that fast? He has a hangover, there are police cars lingering out there and I'll miss school if we get caught. "M...Master Cross! That's...too fast!"

"Shut up! It's normal!"

Then so, we took off with high speed. And there's me...screaming my lungs out like a 5 year old. Stupid Cross!

"AAARGH! Master! Go slower!" I cried. My iron grip on the handle bars tightened.

"THIS IS SLOW! NOW SHUT THE HELL UP!" he bellowed.

Damn it Cross...!

-Linebreak-

After yelling for a minutes that felt like hours, we have finally arrived at Black Order Academy. Meanwhile, I was hyperventilating at the front seat while I clutched my aching chest. I was only having an average motion sickness, but the feeling already sucks. "A...ah..."

Cross only sat there, watching me suffer the impact of his mad driving. I made a mental note that I'm going to throw a party if this guy goes to jail, because of speeding furiously in the streets. Soon, the nauseaous feeling subsided and my breathing returned to normal.

I fixed my collar. "Well then.." I began, breaking the thick silence between us. Cross cocked an eyebrow at me, throwing me a look that says 'Aren't you going to say thank you after wasting my precious time with the ladies to get you here' or whatever he describes it. Like hell I'll do that. I mean, I feel like I was dying throughout the whole ride. He was running over trash cans and mailboxes along the way without caring at all. Worse, he nearly hit an old woman crossing the pedestrian lane. But it was like nothing to him.

But I just have to say it, anyways. Geez.

"Thank you...Master." I nearly threw up at that one. Saying thank you to an abusive old fart like him. That's just so wrong. I got out of the car. Glad to be out of there. As I was about to turn around and leave, the car windows opened.

"Pick you up at three, don't be late or you will really walk on your own!" Was the last words he said before the only thing I can see was a puff of smog.

So much for putting effort of saying thank you. "He's really getting into my nerves..." I said begrudginly. "I'd rather walk home than ride with that bastard."

"Yo~" That voice. Oh, it's Lavi.

I turned to see him. As usual, he has that huge idiotic grin on his lips. He has a banda that kept his red hair out of his face. "Morning." I smiled.

"Wow, you're lookin' fresh today buddy! You excited?"

"Yeah..but not that much.." I said softly.

Lavi pouted. "Aw, why not? Everything's going to be fine, so don't sweat about a thing! Remember, I was going to help you out?" he smiled.

"I know that. It's just...well...I still have my deformities. You know what will happen right?"

The happy-go-lucky redhead's smile vanished. He blinked. "Oh...that. Sorry..."

"It's okay. But! You can help me right?"

"Eh? Ah!" Lavi returned his signature smile. "Yeah, of course! I can help. I'll explain some things about this school after classes. You need to go to the principal's office first! It's already past eight, ya know!"

Wow. First day, I'm meeting the principal and I'm late in coming. Does that make me a good student then? I'm going to be really embarrassed when I get there. "Oh no, I'm late! Take me to the principal's office, quick!"

Lavi nodded. "Come on!" He grabbed my arm and dragged me to the school building.

-Linebreak-

Wow. This place is...amazing! No wonder they call this school prestigious. Those were my very first thoughts I had when I entered the building. I could tell that I can get easily lost here. It's bigger than I've imagined it would be. I wish I won't, though. Since I don't have the actual guts to face the older kids here or even know a single thing in this school, I freak out a little. And that's the truth.

As I was saying, Black Order Academy was hell of a huge building. There were so many corridors leading to various places I don't know. I see a bunch of lockers lined up on the walls of the hallways, slogans and bulletin boards hung on walls and all the common things a normal school has can be seen everywhere here. This is pretty sweet. They were right about the physical appearance of this school.

But...

Despite that class hours are suppose to start now, there are still students here, which bothers me. I'm not used to going into public without covering myself. As of now, I'm fully exposed. And I'll be lasting like this for a whole seven hours. As I was following Lavi to the office, I've sworn that I can feel everyone's eyes on me. I swallowed anxiously. But I kept my eyes straight. From what I can see in the corner of my eyes, several were staring at me.

I thought so.

They're already staring! Just where is the office? I can already feel my hands shaking. Everytime I become the center of attraction in every place, I get the willies.

"Um..Lavi?" I called out to my best friend, who stopped walking.

"Hmm?"

"Are we...almost there?" I asked, trying not to sound uneasy.

"Yup, we are! In fact, if we just make one last turn over there...we can see the door to the principal's office." Lavi explained enthusiastically, pointing to that corridor where we are suppose to turn.

I nodded. "Okay." I don't wanna be stared at anymore longer. Otherwise, I'm going to crack up any minute from now.

We took the path that Lavi pointed out. And he was right. A few tiles away is a green door with a sign on top that says 'Principal's Office' in thick, black letters. "Ah, so this is it. Thanks Lavi!" I grinned at the redhead beside me. "This might...take long. So you better get to your class."

"Nah, I'll wait out here. Class doesn't start until eight thirty in my year so..."

"Huh? Are you sure?"

Lavi nodded. "Yeah. Since you're a newcomer, you are told to come at eight o' clock only because you and the principal are going to have a brief chit-chat in there and receive your schedule for the first semester."

"...Oh. That makes sense. What about that chit-chat thingy? What are we suppose to talk about?" I asked him again.

"That, my friend...is for you to find out." he winked.

"Right..." I approached the door cautiously. I knocked at the door. Then, I heard weird crashing sounds and...crumpling papers resounding from the room. I threw a questioning glance at Lavi, who just shrugged his shoulders off, obviously not having any idea what is up with the ruckus. The next thing I can hear is angry voice.

I figured that the principal was having a heated arguement with someone in there. Now who would argue with the principal at the very first day? I knocked the door again, this time, it's a little louder than the last one. That seemed to do it, because there was only silence afterwards. I opened the door and peeked in. The first thing I saw was books piled up in each and every corner, a cluttered desk full of papers and a black chair turned to the window.

"Yes? Come in!" a man's voice told me. I stepped in the room and closed the door behind me.

"Um...excuse-" I was suddenly cut off by his rants.

"No no no! I told you guys to prepare the spare parts yesterday and have it ready by now! So? Where is the package? ...WHAT? What do you mean you can't do it now?! I thought we had it all planned!"

Oh...so he's on the phone. I thought someone was here.

"...I have to build the latest Komurin tonight, in order to haunt that damned octopus who dared to touch my sweet Lenalee!"

My eyes widened at the mention of her name. L-Lenalee...?! Wait! Hold on...this guy...must be her brother.I remembered, she told me that he was a principal! And touch...? A guy touched her? No...he's just saying that. What am I thinking?!

"...NO. Deliever it later at 5 p.m. sharp! No buts! One more screw up, then you're fired! ...That is not a joke! So you better get your butts working! Now if you'll excuse me, I have a visitor." he hung up and promptly put the phone down. He turned his swivel chair to my direction. Now, I can see his face. He was a chinese-looking man, wearing a pair of glasses with wire-framed spectacles, purple hair and a white french barrette sitting on his head.

"Oh, you must be the new student?" he inquired.

"Yes sir, I'am." I replied.

His lips curved into a big smile. "...Ah, I see." he said as he folded his hands on the table. "Please have a seat." he gestured to the leather chair in front of his desk. I took a seat and waited in silence for any questions or requirements.

"Before anything else, I would like to get to know you first. Tell me your name, age and year."

I smiled. "My name's Allen Walker. I'm 15 years old and currently a freshman here. I-It's a pleasure to meet you, s-sir.." I tried to apply my best impression, but my foolish stuttering ruined it.

The principal only blinked at me. A look of recognition was noticeable on his eyes. "Allen...Walker?" he repeated, almost like a whispher. His expression was beggining to look bent out of shape, which was odd.

"Um..yes. Is something..the matter sir?"

Did I miss something here?

"So...you're Allen Walker..." his voice was low and dangerous and that shook me real good. What is he..why is he..? I couldn't come up with the correct thought but I fear that his face states murder. But why? I didn't do anything wrong did I? I saw the dark aura surrounding him. The smile on his lips once kind, now evil. And trust me, it's. Freaking. Scary.

"IT'S YOU! I FOUND YOU!"

I flinched at his sudden outburst. Say...what?! I don't get it.. "Um...come again sir?"

"YOU ARE THE OCTOPUS!" He shouted and pointed at me. "YOU ARE THE ONE WHO TRIED TO STEAL MY LENALEE! NO...YOU WERE THE ONE WHO TOUCHED HER IN THE AIRPORT!"

"E-EEEH?" What. The. Hell?! Just what is this crazy man thinking? He's talking nonsense! Nonsense, I tell you. "I..I did not.." Really, I'am one hundred percent honest that I did not touched Lenalee back at the airport. Lenalee must have told him everything that happened back there. Of course, since he has a sister complex, he's taking it the other way around. So that means, I have to speak up to him or else I'am done for.

But I can't think of an acceptable reason. Think, idiot! Or else he'll kill you!

"S-sir! It's just a misunderstanding! I did not touch your sister!" I defended. I feel a blush on my cheeks as I reasoned it out.

"PROVE IT!"

"I don't have evidence but, I can assure you sir, I'm not a pervert!"

However, the overprotective principal still have that dark look on his face. "LIES! YOU SHALL BE PULVERIZED BY MY KOMURIN!" he berated.

Eh?! P-pulverized?!

"My poor, poor Lenalee~ Why must every guy go near her? I think she's already sick of all the attention and it's my fault since I'm the one who's suppose to protect her! My sweet little sister~!" he proclaimed dramatically.

"She just bumped into me...we talked and that's all! So don't worry sir..." I smiled nervously. This is really awkward.

He raised an eyebrow at me. "Are you sure?"

"Y-yeah..." I muttered.

My soft answer didn't seem to satisfy him because his aura just got darker. "Well...you don't sound like you are sure, Mr. Walker!" he smirked, which sent shudders down my spine. "I want a full and assured answer! Well? Did you or not do it?"

"No sir! I didn't do it!"

"Hmm? Really?"

"Yes!"

He sighed. The aura dissipated behind him as he sat back down on his chair. "Good...good. My Lenalee is safe~! Ah, I'm so relieved!"

Oh thank goodness...

A wave of relief washed over me as I settled myself back at the chair. I don't know exactly what a Komurin is, but I assume it's some kind of weapon to mutilate every men who tries to go near Lenalee. No offense to her brother but...he's really weird and albeit creepy. Man, I have never expected that my first meeting with the principal of Black Order Academy would be like this...

I'm guessing Lavi's already laughing his arse off in the hallway. There's no doubt that he didn't hear all this guy's yelling a while ago.

He cleared his throat. "Let's pretend that didn't happened, shall we?" he adjusted his glasses and sat back down. "Welcome to Black Order Academy. My name's Komui Lee. As you have heard, this school you're attending to is one of the most special international academies in the UK."

"I never really knew much information about this place...so, I'm looking forward to learn interesting things here, Mr. Lee." I said.

"Oh, that's good to hear! And please, just call me Komui~ You make me feel old with those formalities!" Komui grinned.

"I understand, Komui-san." I smiled.

"I assume you're...Neah Walker's nephew?" he asked skeptically.

"Yes sir."

"I see. You both have the same last name. Yet, you call him your uncle. Pretty strange."

I didn't respond to his last statement.

"Do you know why is that?"

"Eh? Uh...no. I don't know but-"

"No, no. It's okay. It must be a personal reason. No need to tell me. Anyway! Let's move on!"

He then, rummaged through the drawers of his desk and took out a couple of papers. He handed them to me. "Here's your schedule...and the other one is a map of the school. That will be your guide in case you lost track of your path. Or if you wish to go for a tour around the campus and building after you've finished your classes, you can always rely on the map!"

Well how convenient is that. I don't have to worry about getting lost after all. I took them from him greatfully. "Ah, thank you Komui-san!" I said.

"Anytime, Allen. Again, welcome and I wish you a great freshman year!"

A great freshman year...huh? Is that even possible? I nodded. "Yes, sir. Thank you again." I turned to leave. I was really glad to be getting out of here.

"Oh and one more thing..."

I looked back at him and blinked. "Um...yes?"

Komui's face turned into a hardening glare, as if it can burn holes on me. "Don't you dare touch my Lenalee or you'll be nothing but meat on a stick."

My spine turned cold for a second when I heard cold tone of his voice. "U-understood! Excuse me..." I immedietly headed out the door. Once I was finally out of the room, I sighed heavily. I have no idea how to explain my encounter with the principal to Uncle Neah when he calls...

I spotted Lavi standing nearby. "Hey..." I muttered as I approached him.

"So...how did it go?" he asked.

"It was... somewhat weird but it went well, in fairness. Believe me or not, Komui-san literally chewed me out when I introduced myself to him."

Lavi tilted his head to one side, confused. "What? Why? Does he know you or somethin'?"

"No...I was accused for touching his sister when-!" I shut myself up, realizing what I had just told him. I wasn't suppose to tell him that! I mean sure, he's my best friend and that doesn't mean I don't trust him or something like that. But you know Lavi...he's no womanizer like Cross but he's the type of guy who's really into protecting women. That's why I was afraid to tell him.

"You...WHAT?" he exclaimed as gaped at me with wide eyes. An expected reaction from him.

My face was getting hotter every second. "N-nothing! Forget it!" Aargh! He's going to kill me!

"Did you just say...you touched Komui's sister?!" Lavi was hovering over me. The consequences of being an idiot...damn my stupidity. "You're going to have to taste the wild fury of Komurins then." he said as he crossed his arms.

"I was wondering what was Komurin..."

"For starters, Komurins are robots that Komui invents to destroy whoever lays a finger on Lenalee-chan. And since you did..."

This conversation is getting really awkward and I hate how this is going. "L-Lavi! Don't think of it as a perverted way, please! Komui-san is only saying that! I didn't touch her, I swear!" I protested.

He cocked an eyebrow at me. "Oh? You didn't? Then, why would you say that you touched her, hmm?"

"Look, let me explain to you. We just bumped into each other at the airport, talked and rode the same plane. In short, we became friends! That's it!"

"Wha..?"

I rolled my eyes. "'Stop being an idiot...you know what I mean."

"S-Seriously?! She talked to you?" the redhead blurted out.

"Dead serious, I'am."

None of us said a word for a while, resulting to a thick silence in the atmosphere. But it soon dissipated when Lavi broke into his fake-crying-mode. I remembered how it always annoys me whenever he does that. Until now, I'am. Ugh...Lavi! I groaned inwardly.

"Why? Oh why must this happened..." Lavi cried dramatically, almost similar to Komui's reaction a while ago. "Allen, how the hell did you manage to get a girl so easily?! You never talked to a girl before! Sorry to say that, but hell! I encountered so many, yet I don't even have a date yet! Why Allen?! Why?!"

SMACK!

"Ow!" Lavi winced after bonking him on the head. That'll stop him from causing a scene. "Why'd you do that?" he asked, as he rubbed his head.

I casted him a half-hearted glare. "Don't get the wrong idea. Lenalee's my friend. I didn't say I bumped into her and then became my girlfriend..."

He threw me an awkward look. "That would be...really weird."

"Exactly."

"But you didn't touch her...right?"

"I thought I told you. I. Did. Not. Touch. Her!" I enunciated each of the five important words. I had enough of hearing stuff about that. Heck, it's still my fault for spilling it though.

At last, he calmed down. "Okay, good..." I feel him look at me again, as if he was observing me. "Ne, Allen-chan~ you're blushing...why?"

"Don't call me that. I'm not blushing, it just got...hot." I tried to lie, but it was total failure.

Lavi laughed. "Oh Allen-chan...you really suck at lying, aren't ya?"

"Just shut up. Let's just get to class...and I said stop calling me that!"

"If you say so...Allen-chan."

I whined. "Lavi!"

-Linebreak-

Lavi and I almost have the same classes together except for P.E., Literature and World History. Although, I'm not suppose to be saying this, but I'm kind of relying on Lavi to help me cope in World History. Considering how much of a huge bookworm he is, he has full knowledge about history. So when I get stuck, he's the man. Me? Let's say I know a thing about it or two. I don't know yet.

My first period is Algebra. Ugh, what a nightmare. Do you still remember that time when Lenalee told me that Black Order Academy prioritizes more on Math? Well, it looks it's about to begin. The terror of numbers. ( A/N: Math makes me cry, especially if I don't get it T.T )

When I stepped in the classroom, I see foreign faces. And they were all staring at me. I gulped nervously, but with Lavi's coaxing, I managed to wave off their stares away from me. I sat near the window, while Lavi settled himself on the seat beside me. We wasted a good five minutes getting back at each other in the hallway, but we're lucky that the teacher haven't showed up yet.

Bored out of my mind, I gazed out of the window, staring at the wonderful view of the campus.

I can't believe that I'm actually here...I barely met anyone yet, but I guess I'll be fine. I peered back at the classroom. Everyone here seems so communicable and cheerful, but since I'm kind of the anti-social type, I'm not approaching any of them...yet.

"Hey Allen~" I felt someone poked me on the shoulder. It was Lavi, a boring expression on his face and pencil in his hand. "I'm booored~" Now, he poked me on the cheek with his pencil.

"What was that for?"

"Nothing. I'm just too damn bored!"

I sighed. "What do you want me to do, then?"

"Let's go play a game!"

I raised an eyebrow. "What game?"

"The game we used to play when we were little! It was the game we always choose whenever boredom strikes. It's lame, I know. But this is only for the sake of entertainment."

"Rock paper scissors? Are you kidding me?"

"Told you it was for the sake of entertainment." Lavi said.

I rested my cheek on my palm. "Eh...what about a round of poker?" I suggested hopefully. I was enthusiastic with the idea, since I'm a total cheater in that game. Yeah, it's true. I cheat a lot in card games. "I got my cards with me."

"Sure, I'll try. You're not going to cheat?"

"Maybe." I smirked.

Lavi pouted at my reply. "Cheater boy." he muttered under his breath.

"Good morning, everyone!" a certain voice chirped from the entrance. Could it be..?

Everyone in the classroom greeted her a loud good morning. The redhead beside me stood up and waved in greeting. "Lenalee-chan!" he beamed. There, at the classroom entrance, stood a girl. Long dark green hair, stunning violet eyes. The one who always invades my thoughts. My heart skipped a beat at the sight of Lenalee. I hate to admit this..

But she looks cute. I really mean that.

She approached us. My shoulders tensed up.

"Hey, Lavi." Lenalee grinned. "Nice to see you again. How was summer?"

''It went great! Except those times that I was working. Damn, that old panda can't just shut up about me, 'growing up'...seriously."

"Well...it's part of life. Hang in there. Oh and..." Lenalee laid her eyes on me. My heartbeat was suddenly off the roof.

My mouth opened, and the only word that came out of my mouth was "H-hey, Lenalee." Fantastic. I'am being lame again.

"Hi, Allen-kun! You're looking better today." she said. "I hope my brother wasn't too harsh on you. Was he?"

"No. We just...well..." I want to say that her brother acted really strange and threatened me into turning into stacked meat, but I just sucked it in. "He welcomed me...we talked and he wasn't harsh, I guess.."

"Were you hurt?"

"I'm okay. Don't worry about it."

Lenalee smiled again. The butterflies in my stomach started to flutter. I tried my best to keep calm, but I knew my face is red as a tomato right now. She's just...ah, I don't know how to describe it. It's complicated, okay?

"That's good. I'm sorry if he creeped you out. He's just like that, as always."

I smiled. "No, it's fine."

"I'll be off to my seat now. See you guys later!" She skiddled away to her place, that is just a row from me. A sigh escaped my lips. Wow...that was...

Lavi nudged me in the arm. "I saw you, you know." he smiled cheekily at me. "You were blushing when she was there. You know what that means..."

"Uh-"

"You like her~" he sang.

"I do not!" I hissed as he laughed. No, she's not my crush. She's a friend. A very good friend. And that's that.

"Liar." he smirked.

I banged my head on the table. "I don't okay? Don't just jump on to conclusions like that." I muttered.

"Aw, Allen-chan! You know I won't tell anyone! Seriously though, do you like her?" he asked again. Guess this guy won't have enough unless I answer the damn question. Sheesh.

"I...I don't know, honestly."

"Hm? Why?"

I groaned. "Look, why won't we talk about this later at lunch?"

"Okay!"

It's true. I really don't know. But with her on my mind more often, I can tell that it something is developing. It's none other than love. My reactions, my feelings and my emotions. They get conflicted whenever I see her. I've thought about it yesterday. I figured it out, but I still, I refused to accept it. Though I'm not certain, and head over heels yet, I knew...

That deep inside, what I figured was true. It's the fact that I, Allen Walker, is in love with Lenalee Lee.

~To be continued~

Author's Note:

Yup, I was kind of rushing at the last part, because I still have to study for my finals. ( Yes, it's finals week. But, I decided to update cause...I wanted to XD ) The next chapter won't be so rushed anymore, since the next time I'm going back to updating is the end of our school year. Which is this Thursday...I hope. So yeah, that's pretty much it. Reviews are very much appreciated!

See ya in Chapter 5! Have a nice day, lovelies~! :D

~ZeroMystoganWalker 1718