Chapter 2: It Had to be the Morning After
"I guess it's up to us then." Is the first thing she said when they had both gotten nearly ready to leave for the bus stop that would lead to Wrinkle's (shack) home.
"I guess so… but do ye think he shall be prepared for the barrage of wrapping paper doom?" Fei said with a smile as he finished the finally inspection of himself and his choice of clothing His dyed navy blue hair was pulled back into a short ponytail, which left only the front hanging down in his face, and his eyeliner gave a perfect accent to his almost crimson eyes, or so he thought. His outfit was a complete trend whore/mod's dream with it's tight jeans and t-shirt, his signature wine-colored blazer, and that black cabbie cap he'd owned since he was about five, and being fourteen now would make it at least eleven years old, if not older.
"Yeah, I mean he's learned to expect the worst hasn't he?" Siren grinned back at his image reflected in the mirror, that gorgeous grin that had made skanky guys (and some dykes) want to sleep with her many times. Her hair was pulled back into a long ginger braid that fell to the small of her back, and her black hoodie and hippy skirt made her look kind of like Allison from the Breakfast Club before Claire gave her that horrid makeover.
"He didn't expect the premature balding did he?"
"I think he shaved it that way."
"No freaking way, his head doesn't even have any stubble." Fei said as he passed her and headed into the kitchen, where he quickly lifted a slice of toast off of the small saucer on the counter.
"Maybe he waxed it?" Siren replied, it was more of a question than a statement though.
"But that would have to burn… I mean… especially with his soft Neanderthal skull!" He added between small nibbles on his toast.
"I thought Neanderthals had hard skulls." She uttered back to him as she pulled open the fridge and took out a glass of O.J. that had been there since yesterday morning. She sucked it down quickly and then released a breath.
"To protected what?"
"Gray matter, so it could evolve into an actual brain," She illustrated her words by placing her hands on her head and shaking it furiously, "and not break down with all the damage that you know cavemen had to take to their heads."
"No way, your insane, because if cavemen evolved from how they were then there wouldn't be anymore left in the world… you know, Darwin had a good idea, but it only worked in fiction." He finished the last bits of his toast, wiped his hands off on a small dishtowel and than headed to the coat hook, where he lifted up his black scarf and fingerless gloves and pulled them on, only so the cold winter weather wouldn't assail him with it's jagged fingers, "Ready?"
"Yeah, babe." She smiled and walked into the living room behind him, copying his motions down to a T, placing her own scarf and gloves on, "Let's go."
They headed out the door quickly and into the fresh, crisp winter air, Fei still had they night before printed on his mind, but he wouldn't tell Siren about it until it was too late.
Author's Note: This chapter was just written to introduce you to the characters and give you a idea on their personalities, I seriously promise it will be better from now on… Though, I do actually like this chapter.