Part 1
12 years ago
Mari-
" I'm going to kiss you someday," I found myself whispering into the new kid's ear after losing a silly bet with the school's Queen Bee.
" In fact I can hear the church bells ringing right now...so dear what's your last name anyways," My voice dared to ask as my mind somehow obtained enough courage to trail steady fingertips over the still writing hand of the new kid.
His hand stilled for a moment and he shot me a cold side eyed look through a set of rather geeky looking glasses.
" Snookums , what's got you into such a foul mood today," I asked with a large pouting lip before making a daring move to steal his paper.
I was barely able to touch one curled up edge of the cheap quality paper when the new kid traps my wrist in a vice like grip.
Your strong for such a scrawny nerdy looking human.
My body goes about wheezing and grimacing in a false show of pain.
" Leave me alone ," the boy calmly commands just after my shoulders slump over in defeat and a heartfelt apology leaves my lips.
When both his hold fell away from my wrist and his posture relaxed once more I quickly snatched his glasses off his face.
Then I ran away like the devil was after me instead of a normally calm smart kid.
I heard a loud groan from behind me right before the sound of tennis shoes slamming against title floors filled my ears.
Our fellow classmates gazed after our racing forms with raised eyebrows and laughter as we passed them.
His eyes were narrowed grey specs filled silent calculation when I turned and stuck my tongue out at him.
He was two arm lengths away from me when a voice warned us to watch out .
Though the warning in the end turned out to apply to me more then it did to the new kid.
Before I knew it my body was rolling down a staircase as those nerdy looking glasses went flying.
Well this hurt a little bit.
" Hana's a for real murderer," I tell the new kid when he comes to squint down at my battered form that now lies at the foot of the staircase.
" Who did she kill," The grey eyed weirdo asked me with his head tilted slightly to the side.
" Me...she murder me with her bloody bet," I hissed up at him while climbing to my feet.
" The only thing that was murdered here today were my glasses," The new kid declared in such a serious apathetic way that a little giggle left my lips without much thought.
" For what it's worth I am sorry about breaking them ," I told the new kid that stared down at the snapped glasses with an ever growing frown.
" A fool's apology isn't worth much ," The grey eyed boy nearly whispered before he turned sharply away and began to walk up the stairs.
" Everyone is a fool but still some apologies mean the world to people," I called after his retreating form that eventually disappeared without another word.
" Are you okay," The warning voice from earlier inquired as I started to climb up those stupid stairs.
A chubby curly haired girl was the owner of the voice and she waited for me at the top of the staircase.
The bell rings just as I reached the top with an apathetic serpent devouring my heart whole.
When I passed the girl my head was held high and just like the Queen Bee taught me my eyes looked down at her as if she was nothing but shit.
The chubby girl just smiles at me and says," I hope you have a happy day Mars ."
Without a word of reply to the chubby girls upbeat wish I walked past her and headed back to the royal court of the Queen Bee .
What a foolish sight this must be.
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Sometime that night
From a rooftop I threw a bucket of pig guts on top of the new kid's head just seconds after he beheaded a rather sadistic ghoul.
" Take that as your victory price," I yelled down at his glaring stinking form.
" Make sure to enjoy those entrails now! They were originally meant to be my dinner but I really wanted to reward you for giving me yet another grand show. Anyways tootles and happy hunting ," I said with a wave as the boy's grip on his 'sith' like blades tightened with an ever growing rage.
Then I bolted from the scene before the new kid's mind could think it was a brilliant idea to chase after a rather vindictive silver masked ghoul .
By the time I climbed through my bedroom window his quinque was the main focus of all of my musings.
It reminded me faintly of a red lightsaber and that fact made my fangirl heart flutter just a tiny bit.
I hope whoever that quinque used to be wasn't some innocent sucker.
With a small sigh I decided that such grim thoughts would not be tolerated inside my mind any longer.
At least until I'm done losing myself in a time long ago in a galaxy far far away.
Thats when a cd found itself in my DVD player spinning away.
A huge grin grew upon my face as the liberating Star Wars main theme began to echo throughout the small bedroom.
Who cares about resting when there is a good performance to give or bare witness to.
I can't wait for Darth Vader to make his grand entrance.