CH. 8
The next day was torture for me. Without money or a school I.D. I wandered into school feeling just downright abused. "Damn," I groaned as I kept my head down, trying to avoid being seen. But, who could avoid someone who sat next to them? I strolled into first period and sitting in his seat with the biggest, silliest grin plastered onto his face was Yoh. "How was your day yesterday?" Yoh asked with a chuckle.

"It was actually really good," I lied as I continued cheerily, "OH! Did I forget to tell you? This just fantastically hot guy with the most incredibly body walked my home last night! OMG! What a gentleman! (I exaggerated every syllable I pronounced) OH! And I gave him my number, so he's taking me out tonight for dinner!" I gave the most exaggerated giggle of glee, which made Yoh's face drop entirely.

"You…you what?"

"I'm going on a date tonight with the guy I met last night after you ditched me. I told him my story and wow…he said that if he ever met you, he'd beat you up."

"Chi!" Yoh said with a wave of his hand, "I'll take him on! I got these!" Yoh flexed his muscles. Years of break-dancing had made them thick and well toned.

"Yeah right!" I cried out with a laugh, "He's TWICE as tall as you, TWICE as broad, TWICE as buff, and THREE times better looking than you…so, let's not get your face broken in."

Yoh gulped and looked away, pretending not to care. But after a moment, his pouting lips stuck out even further as he asked in a quiet voice, "Are you REAAALLY going out on a date with this guy?"

"Yes!" I answered as I pretended to be irritated, but the joy was bubbling inside my face. I wanted to dance around Yoh laughing, but I maintained my cool. Class dragged by, as always, and Yoh kept glancing at me from the corner of his eye. I'd just glance back innocently, raise my eyebrows at him, then return to my studies with a shrug.

Finally, just five minutes before class was over, he turned to me saying in a pouting manner, "You can't do that! I'm your hubby! You can't go out on a date if I'm your hubby!"

"YOH, you're my FUTURE hubby…no commitment in that. Plus, you dated that one other girl...oh, and that brunette girl, the girl with that pink backpack, the who's related to someone, ….and that one European exchange student…"

"Hey!" yoh exclaimed defensively, "the European exchange student was a fling!"

"This is a fling too!" I barked back as the bell rang. I snatched up my stuff and gave Yoh a glare as I walked out, but once I left Yoh behind, that smile I had been holding in crept over my face and I was beaming with happiness for myself. Wow, it felt good to have a fake date with a hot pickpocket.

The day seemed happier. The sun shone brighter. The clouds were blue. The grass was green. And I was smiling as if the engagement had been cancelled between me and Yoh …or something equally worthy of celebration. After school ended, I saw Yoh walking out the front gates. His school uniform (which was a clean, collared, white shirt) was unbuttoned and his wife beater showed his rippling muscles underneath. I rolled my eyes. He had always been such a show off about his body. Yoh sometimes gave the impression that he was the only man left on the planet with muscles to show. As I strolled out the gates behind his majesty, I saw a brilliant silver sports car cruise up the curb. Yoh turned around to look for me. He smiled with pleasant surprise when he saw that I was right behind him.

"Hey Wifey!" Yoh said cheerily, "Come take a ride with me in this nice new sports beast!"

"Umm…no," I answered as I started to walk away. I wondered who drove such a nice car around a small city like ours.

"Come on! Just take a look inside! I'm gonna get a car like that for us after we're married!" Yoh shouted the last "after we're married" part loud enough for people passing by the hear.

"I said no," I answered again, as I began to rush away.

But Yoh grabbed my arm and yanked me through the crowd of students. He took me to the silver sports car that had just rolled up with tinted windows. I stood there, arms crossed, eyes looking to the sky, and sighing. Yoh knocked on the window saying in a loud voice to whoever was inside, "Hey! Open up! Meet my wifey!"

The voice from inside shouted back, "Who?"

The black window rolled down. The driver's face slowly came into view, and I nearly choked. He was so handsome! He was so incredibly unforgettable! He was so hot that I could KILLLLL him! IT was that bastard thief! "YOU!" I screeched, pointing my finger straight at the driver.

The guy looked up at me with a what-the-heck expression, before his eyes widened with terror when he recognized me. "OMG!" He shouted as he jumped back in his chair.

"What?" Yoh asked, "you two know each other?"

"I walked that girl home last night!" The driver answered pointing at me.

I wanted to strangle him. The nerve of that jerk to stay in the city when he stole from me! But what made things even worse, was that Yoh wasn't a dummy. HE was actually very smart, and he turned to me saying, "Oh, Anna, so THAT is your date tonight?"

I frowned. Of course, I had forgotten for a moment that I wasn't allowed happiness in my life. "Yes," I admitted.

"Date?" the driver exclaimed, "Whoever said anything about a date?"

Yoh crossed his arms, nodding his head, and peering at me with a satisfied grin. "Just what I thought," Yoh said as he opened the car door for me.

After all that humiliation, I wasn't about to get in a car with a thief. I held out my hand to the driver saying in a stern voice, "Give me back my wallet, you thief."

"My name is Lyserg…and I don't have your wallet."

"Liar!" I cried, "you took my wallet, my cell phone, and everything else I had in my pocket last night!"

Yoh gave a jolly sigh of joy as he stretched, put his arm around my shoulders, and said to Lyserg in that let-me-take-care-of-this tone, "Hey, Lyserg…let's give the little wifey back her things. She has an issue with stupidity."

Lyserg simply glanced at me. There was laughter in his eyes too, which made me do one of the most craziest things I had ever done in my life. I leaped headfirst into the car and yanked on Lyserg's hair screaming, "GIVE ME BACK MY STUUUUFFFF!"

"AAHAKKAKAKHHAHAHAH!" Lyserg cried as I began to beat at him. Yoh grabbed my by the ankles and tried to drag me out, but I was holding onto Lyserg's hair as if my life depended on it. I wasn't about to let this thief go, and especially not when I had just been humiliated in front of Yoh because of him.

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