Chapter 4:
Emi's POV
"You should go out with him." Calex took his seat beside me. Pulling out his camara, he placed it inside my message bag for Pixie to play with while we were in class. Pixie loved playing with our cameras for some reason and it kept her from floating out of my bag. Pixie has a habit of doing that a lot. "He really does like you, has for a while."
I just looked at him. "We maybe friends but no. You saw that. He tried to look all cute and shy, by saying he like me. But then already has a 'date' with Mara. Not only is he a flirt, he's got bad taste. Besides, my heart belongs to Ilya." I blush thinking back it last night,then decide to take a leap of faith.
Calex laughed, "Don't you mean Pandie?" He whispered. "You like Panda Mime, so why don't you just ask him if he is Ilya? Than you won't have to keep wondering."
He does have a point. Be he also knows why I can't or won't ask, so I ingored him. He said no more, instead he was now texting something to Alya about last night's battle. Soon the rest if the class comes in and class starts.
Alexei's POV
My cell buzzed in the middle of class. Normally I wouldn't look at my cell during class, but it could be Blue Jay. Maybe I've got my hopes to high. But I've been wondering if she would use the email I gave her. I didn't want to wait until partol tonight to find out, so I glanced at the teacher. Seeing that he wasn't looking, I reached into my bag for my cell. Just my luck, Popp wasn't there. My kwami snuck out again. He never goes far, usual it's just to another class. He likes to visit Ladybug's kwami. Popp once let it slip that Ladybug goes to my school. When I asked about Blue Jay and Chat Noir, he just went to sleep without answering me. He'll be back soon. Once lunch comes Popp usual comes looking for either some freshly made tea or just tea leaves. He's more of a sloth than a panda.
To: Young Actor
From: Programer Gal
Subject: Bored
I'm bored help.
I laughed. So Blue Jay chose as her email. She likes programming, that's cool. Maybe she could help me fix my laptop, it's been acting bugging.
To: Programer Gal
It's better then fighting The Steamer again.
(I'm just going to use PG=Programer Gal and YA=Young Actor for when their emailing each other from now on. It'll also be in hold too. Sorry but I'm lazy =I and wanna get to the plot of the chapter faster before my ideas to away. Back to the story.)
Emi's POV
Morning classes were long and boring. Calex pulled me out of my daze so we could get lunch. His family's restaurant wasn't to far and I haven't been there in three days. (T-T that's a long time for me.) I gave Calex a puppy pout. It took all of ten seconds for him to give in. Calex likes the restaurant, but usually ends up getting roped into helping out anytime he comes with friends. We were going to invite Ayla and the others, but they had already left for a cafe. I didn't feel like dealing with Mara if we invited Ilya and Alexei. So it was just the two of us.
"You've been glued to your cell all morning. Who are you texting?" Calex asked, as he tried to peek at my cell's screen.
"Ilya. I decided to take a risk and make an email. It just took some time to find the right one. Didn't want to give away to much." I winked. Calex and my siblings were the only ones to know about my other hobby and love, programming. I've made several demo games and I'm currently working on a new one. I'm hoping to make this into a full game. I don't like having attention drawn to myself to much, so all of my demos are under a pen name.
"Pandie gave you that email, not Ilya." Calex likes to brust my bubble. "Until you know that Ilya really is Pandie for sure, don't assume."
YA: Help! .
I looked at the newest email from Panda Mime and giggled. He could be over dramatic and silly.
PG: Did Pre-Historic come back and turn your computer to stone?
YA: Worst .
PG: Your kwami found out your out of tea leaves? O.o
YA: Don't even joke like that. -_- That happened once and I couldn't get him to shut up for three days. Do you know what that was like!? _
I rolles my eyes, he needs to meet my hyper kwami.
PG: Yes I do. Mine loves sugar. On a normal day its hard to understand her. Get her excited, than give her sugar and you won't understand a thing. Now spill, what's wrong?
YA: This girl won't stop clinging to me. T.T
"So he has the same problem as Illie and Alexei." Calex stood over my shoulder reading. My bestie was known to be nosy. "Come on." He held the door open, then lead the way to the kitchen. There he helped himself to two plates of food, piling it up until it almost spilled. The chefs were use to him doing this. They didn't even bother scolding him about it anymore. His sister however, was different.
"Kally?" The voice of , stopped Calex in his tracks. _ wanted a baby sister, but go a brother instead. She made do with what she had been given. She use to dress Calex up (in guy clothes not girl) like a doll. _ was more like an older brother, she likes to wrestle and play rough with Calex all the time. To say Calex was a bit scared of her was putting it lightly.
"Hey bro." Calex tried to butter her up, hoping she wouldn't put him to work.
"Hey little sis." The two liked to call either other by the wrong gender. Made sense seeing as how _ wanted a little sister and Calex thought of her as an older brother. "Stop stealing food." She smacked his back, before stealing a cookie off the table herself.
"But you ju- Oww!" Calex rubbed his arm where he's been pinched.
"Don't aruge or no cake for you." At _'s mention of cake. I felt Pixie being floating out of my jacket. I zipped it up, pushing her back in. I heard her wince a bit, but she went back into the inside pocket.
_ ended up ordering Calex to wash dishes after he ate. I giggled at the site of him in a pink piggy apron. He threw dish water at me. Soon we were covered in soapy water and were cleaner than the dishes. While he actually did the dishes this time, I went to his room to take a shower. Soon I was freshly cleaned and tossing his clothes about looking for something to were. I ended up 'borrowing' some khaki shorts, plaid shirt, and some white tennis. Everything but the shirt engulfed me, but was very comfy. I leaped into his bed and finished my lunch, as I waited for him.
Alexei's POV
"Maarraa!" I winced as her grip on me free tighter. How could I transform with her using me as a body pillow. Blue Jay never did repsond to my last email. I wasn't joking at a girl clinging to me. Mara has a vince grip.
"Let's go! Blue Jay and Panda Mime, should be here soon!" Mara dragged me outside of the school to try and watch the battle. To bad neither one of us was out there.