Passing Tries of High School Nuts
By: Tsuki Doriimaa
1-21-04
oOo 02. Insanity Does Have A Name oOo
Feet pounded, the sound trying it's hardest to echo down the hallway like it's kin did, but the sound of students yacking, yelling and talking to one another drowned the poor little feet's sound out. Thus, might be the cause the person standing little ways away from them did not notice their approach. Didn't know that they were in danger… So sound was the covering agent, the problem why slapping feet on marble flooring wasn't heard – and the result was an average height girl minding her own business – getting slapped up side the head by a laughing blonde as he ran past.
"DAMNIT!" books were thrown into a bag decisively as the abused girl took off down the hall laughing. "SHI NI!"
"NEVER!" throwing back his reply he rounded another corner, skidding a little searching for grip, before taking off again dodging kids as he went. That skid cost him a bit as his soon-to-be attacker caught up.
Grinning rounding the corner, only few feet away from her aggressor, Angelita shifted her bag more securely on her shoulder and put on some more speed. Approaching range, target locked in sight… she reared back grabbing her pack straps and SWUNG that bag into the boy's side…
Sending him crashing into the nearest wall – laughing.
"Hey!" his attacker grinned down at him.
Smiling, one hand rubbing his shoulder lightly the young boy looked up, "Good afternoon Angie" as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. They were in high school after all. What kid didn't go around causing noise, hitting on others…? See, normal teens!
With hands on her hips, huffing, the slight offended girl scowled at the boy her height; totally forgetting about being hit before. "How manae time 'ave I told ye NOT to call meh that?"
"Sorry" innocent look. "It seems to have slipped my mind."
"Right." blatant disbelief, "And I'm the niece of a monkey's uncle to a giraffe's brother." Offering a hand down to him, she smiled when he took it pulling himself up.
"Strange family you have there, Angie."
Walking a little ways down the hallway, stopping at a set of lockers she grinned, "I know" leaning closer to him, digging around her locker, "Shame ain't it? Especially with you being a part of it!"
"Alright now…" the blonde beside her frowned, "That was just low Angie…"
"eh heh…" scratching the back of her head Angelita smiled goofily, "Sorra hun."
Seeing the sincere light in Angelita's eyes her companion started to nod that it was alright – he hadn't really taken any offence to the comment since she herself would've been speaking of her own blood – when the most startling sound came from the girls throat.
Angelita growled.
He couldn't fathom what would cause such a reaction in the kind, caring girl who loved to have fun at every turn she got. He'd heard her make sounds similar to that of course, but they'd always been playing around! Wrestling and whatnot at home on the floor with his siblings… Never while just walking the halls of their school talking… this was… odd to say the least.
That is, until the flaxen haired boy followed the young woman's line of sight and saw upon where her gaze was locked: a young man. A young man with a rear length braid wagging about like a tail, long bangs hiding his eyes the boy knew he wouldn't of been able to see anyways unless the boy stood up a bit straighter. As it were, he was currently hunched a bit over another girl, looking rather pleased with something while his friend there – was that a friend? – seemed rather upset over something…
Angelita took a step forward and without even thinking his arm snapped out to keep her in place. She growled down at him but said no more, instead focusing on taking in a few breaths… letting her sense come back to her, thinking before she acted. For that the young man beside her was forever thankful because Angelita had a knack for acting and thinking later… This line of doing things more often then not, ended up with her in some kind of trouble.
He wasn't all that sure that wouldn't be happening anyways.
"For the love of…" was all of the whisper of warning received while a locker was quickly opened, things shuffled about before it was slammed closed – neither pair down the hall heard it.
Angelita's partner was ready to ask what she was doing with the small thing, couldn't completely tell what it was, but it looked like a ball. That wasn't so out of place as it might've seen to others. Angelita was always carrying around the most particular of items in her bag or locker.
What did catch his curiosity and was refused to be let loose – was when Angelita grabbed his arm tightly (though not to harm) reared back with her left arm and let fly the little ball before yanking him about-face and marching the other way down the hall – the way they weren't heading. The only thing he saw before being turned was the little black ball sailing through the air to smack the young man in the back of his head.
Shaking his own head, eyes raking over his friend, the quietly amused boy quarried, "Feel better now?" The small girl scampering away as the ball hit the older boy hadn't gone unnoticed by his sharp eyes.
"MUCH!" le sigh.
"So" Not wanting to dive into torrent waters just yet, "What's your take on Mr. Greene?" he tried changing the subject until something else came along. High school wasn't that full of interesting things – at least not in the beginning it wasn't. He himself was not one to "get out there" and cause havoc. He much preferred to stay in company of his friends or at home, or in his dorms, reading and playing music.
"Pretty damn cool!" Mr. Greene was they're new science teacher. The man had fumbled around his desk for a good fifteen minutes the beginning of class and received a few snickers for it; but Angelita secretly thought he was aiming for that kind of reaction. Grinning she turned on her cousin, "Didja catch his Daffy Duck tie?"
"heh Who hadn't? The whole class laughed at it."
"Yeah, heard some say he was a sissy." Angelita smirked, "Like 'is hair?"
Laughter met her ears, her blonde cousin having a time gathering himself together again. "DID I!?"
"Meh thoughts exactly."
They walked on in relative quiet (not counting the other kids' noise) back to the dorms – taking the long way around since their near run in with 'Mr. I've Got More Headroom Then Brains and Bronze'.
The boy was starting to really rub nerves raw – And it wasn't just for her! Though truth be told he didn't bother her. In fact he seemed to act as if she wasn't there at all… That is, until she stepped up to intervene for someone else. What could she do? Angelita was a kind soul who hated seeing others get hurt, especially when there might be something she can do about it!
Sighing, the non-chatter between them beginning to wear his ears down, the normally reserved cousin piped up, "Hey Angie, when do I get to meet this mystery mate of yours?"
Eyes widening at the way the question had been asked – thinking wasn't even a process as Angelita's mouth opened to bellow, "HE'S NOT MEH MATE!!" People turned to stare in their direction. Angelita blushed a lovely beet red, her cousin laughing at her.
"Fine! Fine!" Ohh that was priceless! Who had ever managed to get Angelita Larcetė to blush before? Not many, that's for damn sure! The little blonde thought grinning inwardly. But it wasn't worth pushing his luck so he waved those hand about grabbing her attention, "I'm sorry! I had meant to say 'dorm mate'… There, happy now?"
"NO!" face still red, one hand fanning herself, Angelita cursed her little blondie to Mars and back. Gods… it was great having him there! She grinned. "Well I do suppose" a Western accent floated out, "we can drop on by and molest the poor boy some before dinner time!"
"But my dear!" a shocked cry, also in a Western accent that needed some work, "I must oppose to such acts!" The smirk crossing his face had Angelita smiling proudly – it was pure mischievous evil. "At least until after the first meeting!"
Laughing at that Angelita jumped high to ring her cousin's neck and proceeded to apply the most hated of all acts to his delicate little head – a Nugie.
"STOP!" giggles, "ANGIE!!" hands tried to pull the other away but to no providence. Angelita might be a girl, but she didn't play like others. That was, unless street football was a common game among girls. "I'M GONNA--!"
Brow arched, "Your gonna what?"
"Tell mum!"
"Go ahead!" she laughed, hand going back to dishing out nugies.
His head was starting to pound under his cousin's actions; he couldn't take it! "ALLAH YOU'RE TERRIBLE!"
"Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah"
"Hey Quatre! You been peepin' in the showers again?" a jovial voice yelled from across the way.
That wee little question had more then just the blonde's head snapping up to attention. "WHAT!?"
"Oh that was good… Real good" the other lad snickered.
"Yeah yeah, yeah yeah,"
"Yo Angelita…" it was purred.
"Yeah yeah…"
"Hello Anders" Snickering as the hands previously gifting him with the horrifying nugies – he was sure his hair looked atrocious! – Quatre watched in glee as his cousin's eyes darkened to hazel-blue, hands lax at her sides before those eyes lit with a mischievous light. Was that supposed to be sexy or was the kid tryin' to get hurt?
Fate seemed to like playing with people. Angelita noticed this fact (or was it just her minds factional idea?) at a very young age. Like now for instance… She wasn't interested in people – dating them that was – and she had this guy here nearly drooling over her hand! Though why in Gods name that was, she hadn't a clue. She wasn't a looker, didn't have anything she deemed worthy for others to even consider that aspect of human life with her.
But ohh the fun she could have with this! She was feeling a bit frisky anyways… and a lot goofy!
Thus the look in her eyes was the only warning for poor Anders as Angelita leaned over to her cousin Quatre to whisper in his ear loud enough for Anders to hear "I think I did it again…"
Quatre giggled, lips quirking upwards.
Smiling back, Angelita leaned away and close to Anders, appearing as if she were about to do other then just speak to him; and whispered, "I made you believe we're more than just friends" mock sighing, "Oh baby… It might seem like a crush" The leader for crushes was not herself, nor would it ever be so she believed. She hardly flirted; wasn't sure she knew the meaning of it actually. "But it doesn't mean that I'm serious!" Watching as Anders' face fell, shoulders going a wee bit slumped on her almost had Angelita feeling bad. Almost. "'Cause to lose all my senses…"
Quatre cut in, "That is just so typically me! " grinning, "Oh baby, baby"
Shoving Quatre aside chuckling she once more took center "stage", "Oops!… I did it again… I played with your heart, got lost in the game"
Oh Gods this wasn't how he had planned that simple greeting to go! His face was already three shades of red and rising as the normally sweet, innocent, quiet blonde pushed his cousin from in front of him and stood there singing to him now.
"Oh baby, baby" Could they do this more often?
Angelita shoved back grinning at the stunned red head, "Oops!... you think I'm in love"
"That I'm sent from above" Quatre's smirk was somehow innocently evil as he and his cousin belted out the last line together; "I'm not that innocent!"
What the hell was wrong with these people?? Try advancing onto one chick and she goes AWOL bringing along an innocent with! Anders would admit to having a crush on the roguish girl since he met her last year. There was just something about the way she didn't take anyone's crap and was the first to be horribly blunt with telling the truth of the matter, no caring how it came out sounding like. She enjoyed playing sports like most girls – but she played guy sports the best. Football seemed to be a personal favorite of hers; though you could catch her playing volleyball, soccer and baseball the other times she wasn't. Lunch was spent talking away with her friends if not out in the courtyard playing with a hackysack.
It was with these thoughts of the girl he crushed on; the girl whom had seemingly lost her mind momentarily – or just decided now would be a good time to see just how red his poor face could go – That Anders fled the hallway heading for his dorm and the privacy his room would allow him; hoping against all hopes that when tomorrow rolled around – no one would remember this happening…
"You see my problem is this…" watching as her prey scuttled down the hall and out of sight, Angelita let a moments confusion show on her pretty face, before shrugging and turning to her cousin.
However Quatre already knew what her problem was. He smirked. In the very least he had a wonderful idea of what it was as they headed down the opposite hallway.
"I'm dreaming away" spinning around, arms lifting to barely miss a walking student and blushing, "Wishing that heroes, they truly exist" There was one "Heero", but that was her baby Angel, no picking on him. Angelita smirked – for others anyways. "I cry, watching the days…"
Yes, yes, he saw all of this but, "Can't you see I'm a fool in so many ways?"
Dutifully Angelita threw an arm over her cousin's shoulder nodding; Yes, she knew that as well. Both were clearly insane; yet no one was brave enough to tell them to their faces! "But to lose all my senses…"
"That is just so typically me" linking an arm around the waist next to his, Quatre smiled as they sung together, every now and then reaching out to the students they knew and tweaking an ear, shoulder, the sides of those known to be ticklish just to hear them yelp in surprise. "Baby, oh…"
Rounding the third corner, only four more 'til they made it back to the dorms without running into any other bullying idiots – hopefully; Angelita spotted an old friend and abandoning little Quatre (he was the same height, calling him 'little' was a bit contradicting to herself) ran on over.
She glomped the boy around his shoulders causing him – Randy – to turn around and grin down at her. "Oops!… I did it again…" she sang happily, smile wide.
Grin to smirk Randy let her have it back with, "I played with your heart, got lost in the game"
Arriving at the scene seconds to late, Quatre belted a low melodious,"Oh baby, baby" never one to miss an opportunity.
"Oops!... you think I'm in love…" Randy leaned towards Quatre this time, winking.
Batting his eyes playfully Quatre leaned in a bit further, "That I'm sent from above" effectively pulling Angelita along with the arm around her as the small group shouted the verse's last line together. "I'm not that innocent!!"
And cracked up laughing, hugging one another before pulling apart.
"Your still as crazy as ever Angel."
"Yeah yeah" smirking, waving a hand to the blonde she nodded, "Remember little Qat here eh?"
"Yeah yeah" shaking the young man's hand Randy smirked, "Could never forget short stuff!"
"Now just you wait a minute! I resent that!"
"Yeah yeah" Duel audio met his rebuke, "We know!!"
"Welps Randy ol' chum! We've gotta be mosing along now. Have a roomie to meet and all that jazz."
"Tall dude, wild hair, great blue eyes?"
Angelita nodded; grin appearing.
"Wow. I'd like to meet that—"
"Don't" her voice came sharp, warning, her smirk telling of amusement despite the fact she knew what was about to come out of his mouth, "-say it."
Randy had the decency to look sheepish, "—nice quiet young man… Honestly!"
"Riiiight…" chuckling Quatre and Angelita waved to the boy before literally skipping off to find someone else to tease.
It didn't take long. Quatre spotted them first; a large group of six kids he'd known for most of his life. There was one particular person, a 5'6" girl who kept trying unsuccessfully to dye her hair blue and now walked around with an odd sort of brownish-blue color. It was to she that he ran skidding to a stop in front of – Angelita grinning like a cat the whole way.
""All aboard!!"" Angelita called out kicking the skit off, observing as her cousin whispered something into the girls ear, watching the other's eyes light up like Christmas lights nodding.
""Quatre, before you go, there's something I want you to have"" she cried anxiously trying to keep the blonde from walking away from her.
Turning around Quatre smiled, brow arching skyward as the girl pushed a tri-colored banana into his open palms. Over Angelita's laughter, he did not want to know how Mercie managed to dye the fruit. The girl was way into food colors and never stopped experimenting. ""Oh, it's beautiful, but wait a minute, isn't this...? ""
Goofily nodding Mercie smiled, ""Yeah, yes it is""
""But, I thought the old lady dropped it into the ocean in the end?"" Quatre quarried looking curious and a bit apprehensive at the fruit.
""Well baby," she giggled, "I went down and got it for you""
""Oh, you shouldn't have…"" Really, he thought grinning as Angelita grabbed his arm, nodded to the other girl and ran down the hall laughing her ass off. Presumably they were heading for her dorm room so he could meet this new roommate that Randy had unclean thoughts about. Quatre smirked.
"Oops!... I did it again to your heart…" Angelita opened the door, a deviously mischievous smirk upon her lips. Heero was sure to be studying right about now.
It was time for a break.
Quirking a brow at the look, Quatre followed his cousin into the entrance hallway kicking off his shoes and looking around. "Got lost in this game, oh baby" It was a pleasant, homely sight that greeted him in the living room. Someone (he didn't know if it was Angelita or her roommate) had brought over a bit of their comfortable looking furniture when they moved in. The couch looked delightfully inviting to him at the moment; the medium sized oval rug circling said couch, a small table and two chairs was of Western, Aztec design of lively blues, reds and oranges… took up half the living room floor.
"Oops!... you think that I'm sent from above…"
There he was! Exiting his room at four o'clock! Grinning, lightly tanned arms reached out all but shoving her bewildered cousin into the living room while making sure her Angel's bright blue eyes were locked on them before both she and Quatre sang out "I'm not that innocent!!!" Quite loudly.
Angelita watched in muted glee as Heero's eyebrows shot into his hairline before dropping seconds later with a grunt. "Angelita."
"'Ello there Angel!" she waved dashing to him, reaching up to pat his arm kindly before going past into the kitchen for something to drink. They really needed to do that more often. Maybe next time they could get Heero go join in?
Hhmm… That could take some considerable conning and wit to get the Japanese boy to agree to… Eh, not to mention some major blackmail or the like in return to have him acting that out of character for her. But, sadly, Angelita possessed nothing of blackmail value to give Heero – if even that was something he was into doing. She didn't personally think he was. Heero was too quiet and self-sufficient to do that sort of thing. Ah well, if there ever was a "next time" she'd find something to convince the boy joining them would be fun.
Perhaps they could find a really raunchy song and somehow get it to pertain to that new kid that's been bugging them? heh Wouldn't that be just rewards?
With those thoughts the Wild Breed padded back into the living room to a scene of her Angel being a few more feet into the room, watching Quatre quite closely (Heero didn't care for strangers) – and her cousin, in turn, studying her Angel with a very thoughtful look on his cherub face.
"SO! Making friends I see?"
Turning towards his cousin, thoughts of the one before him vanishing (yet still nagging) Quatre smiled. "Quietly" was his reply.
Quiet people had always fascinated him. Why were they so quite to begin with? Had something happened in their childhood to make them withdraw and only content themselves with only them alone? Did they not have very many friends to learn how to act around others? Their parents perhaps not take much time to play and nourish his or her child, as they should have?
There were so many questions and wonders that would pop into Quatre's head while he watched a person. He wasn't judging. Oh no! He didn't play well with others who did – he was merely curious as to why a person acted the way he or she did. Especially the quiet ones. Though maybe that shouldn't have been a focus of his. Loud, outgoing, people could very well hold answers to some of the same questions that ran around his mind for the quiet types. Sometimes being loud was just a cover for something else. Depressed people could be loud and happy to others eyes, but still depressed in private. Everyone had masks.
Well, almost everyone, he amended thinking of his long time crush and boyfriend. He had thought his love was wearing a mask when they had first met and set about finding out why and how he could take it down… Only to learn that his love was in fact, not wearing a mask. Being quiet was just the way he was.
"I see!" clapping her hands, smiling Angelita moved to Heero's side lightly pushing him closer to her cousin, "Heero Yuy, I wantcha to meet meh cousin and closest friend, Quatre R. Winner!" chirping, "Qat meet Heero Yuy!"
Bowing slightly, not a bit nervous by the direct stare coming his way, "Pleasure to meet you, Heero." There was a distinct tugging at the back of his blonde mind that he had met this Heero Yuy before… as a child on a trip to… to… Where in the bloody deserts had he gone?? Well… he'd remember in time.
"Good day, Winner" Heero bowed back, brow arched in pleasure that someone here had the learning's enough to know bowing was a form of greeting for his nationality.
"Please, just Quatre." The want to ask if they had met was great; but pushed aside in light of not wanting to cause the young man before him to turn about and go back to his room, retreating like a skittish colt. Quatre could clearly read the lines of weariness in the Asian features.
"Hai."
"Awww! Lookie there! My boys are all gettin' to know one another so well!"
Rolling his eyes, a spark of tired humor glittering there, "Sit and twist Angelita."
"Aw come on now Angel play nice!" she pouted cutely.
Quatre blinked in surprise.
That. Had not been his thoughts on what the Japanese teen would reply as. The face standing before him, watching him did not appear to be one that was used to having fun or throwing playful barbs back and forth to another. Just what was it about Heero Yuy that made Quatre's mind go into Mystery Drive? A term his Love adored teasing him about, saying he had a fondness for mysteries that was greater then his love for himself – which was totally not the case!
Chuckling as he shook his head Quatre made a mental note to see what the school's files said about Heero Yuy… He knew as well as his name was Quatre Winner, that Heero was hiding something. He could sense it! There was definitely a mystery hanging around that pretty boy.
He made a second note to get his Love up here to meet Heero as soon as he could. They were both quiet, they'd like one another!
Pushing Heero towards the kitchen with 'orders' to get something to eat (his body did need food) knowing he had been studying all day, Angelita then about-faced and taking her little cousins hand, marched right over to her room and started to prattle on and on about how things had changed since meeting the "Lost Angel".
Quatre listened closely as Angelita told what she knew of this boy, Heero Yuy. Honestly he couldn't help it! Something kept scratching the back of his mind; like claws telling him he knew this young man. They had greeted each other once before, somewhere, but he wasn't sure where or how young he'd actually been.
Quatre was dead set on finding out though… maybe if he did, the feeling would go away and he could be a better friend with the Asian looking boy.
That was another thing. Heero didn't look completely Asian; completely Japanese, if he had to take a guess. His face was sharp with it, yet held a hesitantly soft side. His chin, cheeks and brows seemed to smooth out from the lines drawing his face. His eyes were beautifully upturned slants of whites protecting mysterious pools of blue. His nose, Quatre noted and smirked, was slightly upturned, sharply lined and near feminine. Outlandishly wild chocolate hair topped Heero's head, looking as if no comb could ever tame it, and yet, despite that hard look it gave, Quatre knew somehow, that it was completely soft to the touch – baby fine. Heero's build was small, thin and muscled. An odd mix of masculine and feminine.
Put simply: the boy was handsome.
That note alone had the Arabian glad it was his cousin that roomed with the Asian. Angelita was quick to befriend those she could sense worth it; was loyal and true. She'd never let anyone go through something horrible on their own if she could help it. She was known to be very (if not overly at times) protective. But it was funny. Amusing because Angelita Larcetė had a very morbid and perverse sense of humor – and used such a weapon to 'attack' those doing harm.
Why was this a good thing then, that Heero roomed a dorm with Angelita when the teen looked damn well enough to care for himself? Well! It was because Heero simply needed a friend. Call him crazy, but Quatre could see in those deep azure pools that the Japanese teen was craving a friend… A real friend. Not one of them "wannabe's" who just as soon say they're your friend before turning around the first chance and stomping on that "friendship". Angelita gave this to him. Had probably seen it in the lad for herself; she was good like that.
She also had this strange bit to know just how to befriend someone. Frankly it was sort of scary at times. You'd see people no one else could get close to, people who'd fight living Hell to keep others wanting to be friends with them away; and here comes Angelita Larcetė with some kooky idea and WHAM! What happens? The crazy girl managed to become friends with the one person other students have tried for days, weeks, to be friends with! Like Quatre thought, it was strange.
Angelita Larcetė was insane; though in a very good way, or so Quatre thought anyhow.
Disclaimer: I don't own the GW guys, or the songs used in this story - sadly. heh heh However! Angelita is my own creation and I will unleash Unholy Hell on the person(s) who decide to use her without permission::glares around:: Trust me on this one people; it won't be pretty.
07-21-07 - . - I'm repeating myself (because this is in the first two chapters as well - but oh well!). This chapter (la la la) like the others was read again, mistakes were corrected, something might even have been changed/added. It helped me get a feel for the story once more, in any case, which is a good thing 'cause I have too many stories that tend to get their ideas crossed!
Any how, I'm hoping to work on the third part for this one (probably as soon as I get these uploaded) and out soon (keep y'alls fingers crossed, lol) So please keep a look out for it! Ja matte!