Len got me to join choir. Don't ask how- cause I'm goanna tell you. He told me he'd buy me M&M's everyday for two weeks. It's totally gonna be worth it- I'll I'm going to have to do is stand there and lip-synch to whatever we're singing. It starts today, after school.

Len was really enthusiastic about choir this morning in English- I don't know why, he must be super mega musical or something. Hmm.
"Hey- Len, do you like play an instrument?"
"Oh yeah, I play keyboard and guitar. Also I can manage on a keytar, if that counts.."
"Dang. I played piano for a year when I was six."
"Do you know how to read sheet music?"
"I know where the swirly thing ends is the G note."
"… You'll do fine."
He fake smiled at me and the bell wrung, signaling the teacher to silence our chatting. "Okay, we're going to focus on tragedies, here," She started handing out a purple sheet to everyone, "is a sheet explaining Aristotle definition of a tragic hero. Your homework tonight is to cover it in notes. I don't want any blank space- got that?" The class nodded. "The stories we're going to read include Oedipus the King- which Aristotle based his definition of a tragic hero on, Romeo and Juliet, the Story of Evil, and Hamlet. Who here can guess which two Shakespeare wrote-"

The day progressed, and the nothing out of the ordinary happened. Curious looks from guys, glares from girls, being shoved 'accidentally' and Len being oblivious to it all. Lunchtime, though, something different definitely happened.

"So, you guys are gonna be in the choir?" Miku was still taken aback by Lens ability to get me to do something, clearly she had never tried bribing me.
Len nodded excitedly, "Yeah! I'm actually really excited!"
Miku raised her brows, "Len, are you gay?"
"Why? 'Cause I wanna be in the choir? No, I just like to sing. Girls think it's hot." He smiled seductively, and looked at me out of the corner of his eye.
"lolololol I'm totally blown away by your sexiness."
Len chuckled and turned back to Miku, "you should join, too! I don't think it's too late!"
"Ahaha, me? No. I can't sing for my life."
"Aww, c'mon-"

Len was cut off by someone familiar sliding into the seat next to Miku. He was tall, and had blue hair- oh yeah! He was the senior that saved my books from the clutches of the mens bathroom.

"You guys looked lonely." He read all of our minds, what is this sorcery.
"What's the real reason?" Miku glared at him.
"Fine, you got me," he chuckled and threw his hands up, "I heard a rumor about you guys and I want to know it it's true."
"No, I do not have herpes. No, they are not twins and therefore the relationship is not incest. No, I did not cut off my hair because I'm a lesbian. No, they did not miss school for awhile because she's pregnant."
My jaw dropped. People said that about us? Dang- high school's rough.
"Uhm, that's actually not what I meant- I heard that you got in a fight with Big Al and were sent to the hospital, that's why he's expelled."
"Mmm, yeah…" Len looked down, feeling weak. He couldn't beat the big strong guy. I patted his back, like heck any of us would be able to.
"So- that must mean," he turned to Miku, "you were the one to stop the fight. Nice job, I didn't think anyone would have the guts to stand up to Big Al, especially not when it's themselves being threatened."
Miku blushed and looked down. Len looked suspicious- "What's your name anyway?"
"Me, I'm Kaito Shion, grade 10, GPA 3.5!" He grinned.
"WAIT YOU'RE NOT A SENIOR?" I kind of said that a little too loud and I think people's heads turned.
"No, sorry, I know I'm tall and handsome and stuff but I'm only 16."
I receded back into my seat and observed this sophomore's behavior. He smiled a lot, and liked to show a giant toothy grin. He also brushed his scruffy hair out of his eyes a lot.
"You guys seem cool- I like you." He patted Miku on the back and she flinched, her face turning bright red. I gave her the look and she started choking on her sandwich and took a swig of water. The bell rang- and Kaito waved goodbye as we headed our own ways.
The day went by fast and I secretly munched the M&Ms that Len handed me right before gym. Running half a mile was easy when you had sugar to keep you going.
Actually I lied, I'm about to drop dead. I'm just still hungry.

I tripped on nothing and my face dug into the turf. I didn't feel like getting up so I just laid there. Hopefully the teacher wouldn't notice. It must have been a minute before Len told me to get up. I tried to tell him I was too tired but just kind of ended up eating the fake grass. He tried to pull me up but I'm too fat so he just kind of plopped me back on the ground. Then he rolled me over and laughed at my horribly dirty faced. I reached for my shoe well he was distracted by laughing and chucked it at his face. He fell over too, and we both started laughing.
"Rin- you're such a kid! It's like me and Miku have to parent you!"
"WELL IF YOU'RE MY PARENT THEN NOT ONLY ARE YOU CHEATING ON YOUR WIFE- BUT YOU'RE CHEATING ON YOUR WIFE WITH YOUR DAUGHTER, AND I'LL BE DAMNED IF I LAY HERE AND BE LECTURED BY A PEDO."
"you got that from family guy."
"GUILTYYYYYYY." We both started laughing again, but then the gym teacher made us start running. Len literally had pull me to make me run.

Len and I walked to the choir room, chatting. Well, it was kind of one-sided because I was still panting after running. I really need to exercise more.

There were about thirty kids in the choir, and the first thing we were going to do was sort everyone into the groups- altos, sopranos, tenors and bass…es…. We all had to sing individually.

$#!&.

It was alphabetically and I was dreading every moment of waiting for my turn. Well actually no, since everyone else was an amazing singer and it sounded really pretty. Then, Len's turn came and oh. My. God. He's like this Apollo… Adonis… Aphrodite… something like that who'se amazing at everything he does and has the voice of Jesus mixed with Fergie. Except higher than both of them. Tee hee.
He smiled at me when he finished, and just kind of gaped back at him. That bastard, how dare he be so fire trucking adorable. More people went, and finally it was my turn. My voice is um, not the best to be blunt. It's kind of high pitched- but it sometimes is awkwardly low… I tried singing and experienced the most giant voice crack of eternity. The teacher said she was unsure if I should be in alto or soprano and told me to sing whatever I felt like.
lololol I suck.

OMG GUYS. AN UPDATE.

I'm kind of dead on ideas of what to write, so sorry updates are taking forever lately. Anyway, I hope you liked it! 8D

-Ezzi