Chapter 4

After that nosebleed yesterday from the trees, I went back to my dorm to sleep, which so miserably failed. I found out that the source was that there was barbed wire in my pillow under all the stuffing. Hmmm…I sigh and tap the quill against my dorm desk once more. This is how I always look while thinking. The door knocks and I grunt, slamming the quill down (I'm weird if you haven't noticed) and stomp over, yanking the door open to a smirking Zero.

"Sleep well?" he asks.

I sigh and give him the fakest smile I have EVER pulled. "It was peachy, Mr. Sexy." I slam the door. Can't he give me a day's peace? Apparently, as long as I live, the answer is (dramatic inhale) no. I kick the desk leg and glare out the window. Think, Ann, think! What can I do? Who can I prank…wait, who? Yes, WHO! Who I love you! My brilliant plan…it's finally here! (Insert evil laughter here).

(Insert time passing here).

Now then, let's see some mayhem, shall we? I chuckle darkly and start walking to the Moon dorms, my Halloween bag full of plastic white pills with a small sugar explosive (not tested…yet). I slide through the doors and stifle maniacal laughter, creeping high and low for every blood tablet. Seeing my brother is in Night Class, I would know where they are. Picking up every single tablet, even reaching to the high stakes of sneaking into the rooms of a few sleeping vampires may I so add, I sneak into Kaname's room, holding my breath oh so carefully. I slide the Halloween candy under his bed and tiptoe out of the room, unable to stop smiling and once outside, I run so I could work off the laughter. Now, just to get Zero back with a well deserved pay-back. I stop and run back to the door, taping a 'note from Zero' on there and running off. I'll probably tell you what it says soon enough, but let's just say…I'm evil.

(Insert time passing here).

I skid to a stop at Zero's dorm, the bag of the actual blood tablets hugged to my chest. Since today's a day off, he has to make sure the girls don't hover the Night Class so the secret doesn't get out (Richard blabs about this CR*P everyday). I push the door open, a loud creak making me stop for any sounds of footsteps. One person catching me, and I'm resulting to my high stakes policy (it should be in Ch.2 of my little joke pandemonium). I tug the sleeves of my jacket with my fingers that pop out of the edges of my embrace with the bag, nervous as he**. I tiptoe to his closet and shove the blood tablets, sticking ten in my own case and hiding it in my pocket, at the very top, WAY to the back. After that climb, I silently shut the door and lift up the window, slipping out and shutting it. I look around to check for any witnesses, and once I can't find any, I run across the roof, smiling. But, if they find out, let's just say I like living.

FIRST RESULT

I'm reading Dummies for Dummies, Yuki reading some 'sophisticated novel' next to me. I tap the corner of the paperback and sigh, looking up and walking out of the Study Hall, even though normal people like me call it a 'Library'. What I've learned so far is that word has left the smart kids' dictionaries and categorized themselves as 'slang' or 'an illegal word that's too plain' or some funky SH*T like that. Engrossed in my book, I don't see Kaname until I walk into him. I look up placidly and he glares down at me. I gulp.

"Uh, hey Kuran…" I laugh nervously. "How's the weather this morning?"

He squints like he's trying to figure me out. "Where's Kiryu?"

Oh SH*T he read the note! This is the best day ever as long as my sorry as* lives! "Don't know…why?"

He shoves the note at me, which I accept it and read 'Zero's words (this is odd, so if you're some sophisticated freak, you're welcome to chicken out and NOT see how random I can be):

Look, Kuran, you want blood, right? Well, in order to get your precious little pills back, you're going to have to fight me for them in the fountain where nobody will likely to be around. Got it?

-Zero Kiryu

If confused, the random part was the fountain. I'm serious, like, three hours after I wrote it, I finally got the idea to film it, give it to an editor, and post it on the school website, which I quickly scratched out to E-Mail to specific peoples. I blink, trying to NOT laugh like an old man watching some black and white comedy film.

"Wow…the fountain?" I ask, a bit of impression in my voice for effect. "You do know that water seeps into white clothes and shows the skin, right?" He nods. "Dude, you're sick."

"What?" he gaps.

"You're wearing white pants."

Boom, he faints.

END RESULT

Smacking the camera a few times, I direct it at the fountain, the battery fully charged (unlike some peoples) and wait. After an hour, the battery is an eighth gone (do the math yourselves). Now, they arrive, both P*SSED.

"What do you want, Kuran?" Zero growls menacingly.

Kuran rolls his eyes. "Don't play that game with me, Kiryu. You're the one who started this!"

Honestly, it was Zero who started it. I wouldn't have thought of stealing the tablets if not for Zero. The sick thing is Kaname's still wearing his uniform, his white uniform. I shake my head slowly and direct the camera at Zero, waiting for a comeback. I zoom in a bit, only to see the corner of his mouth twitching. Something beeps, and they turn to my hiding place. I widen my eyes and stare at the camera in shock. Why? Just why does EVERYTHING HATE ME SO? I flick it and it beeps again, making me look at the screen: SLEEP MODE.

"What the F*CK is the universe trying to tell me?" I mouth, watching as the two creep closer.

I cover my mouth and back up extremely slowly, praying to my lord that I will live and be scar free, no loopholes. I back up into something and turn slowly. It's just a tree. Remember the last moral? Tree's hurt, and my guess is in more ways than one. I scramble up and run for it, hoping branches and OH SO PRAYING, that I didn't get caught. I spot the gate, still praying. I hop past the gate, still praying. I trip on the steps, still praying and now wincing. I roll into the street, still wincing but stopped praying. I get hit by some drunk driver, not funny and still extremely wincing. I fly up and right a ways in front of a door. I glance up and squint. Oh, this is nice; it's my old school's sick-man, Calibri.

Moral for the Chapter: Taking a vampire's stash of tablets and putting the blame on someone else just to make them have a fight and edit the video in a Super wrong way is not at all a good regulation.