"Zinan, get over here!" Dante is always very demanding of ever one. He's Italian, maybe that has something to do with it. God knows I don't know.
"What do you want?"
"Your body." I think that Dante is gay, so I joke.
"SHUT UP MOKUBA! Zinan, do you have our English home work?"
"Cheater." Rosalind said. She's from Spain; I love the way she talks.
"Fuck you, Rosalind."
"What is this Fuck?" She Joked.
"Would you like me to show you?" Kanaye is form Japan, he's always talking about dumb stuff like having sex with everyone who would hold still long enough, and Rosalind.
"Fuck off." I like my friends, they're so weird. But where is Habika? She said that she would be here.
"MOKUBA!"
"Hi Lacey." She's form Moscow, I like her blonde hair.
"Remember when I told you about those odd thoughts I have?" She thinks she psychic. It still is to be determined it for ask me. She is kinda weird, she's like Goth, or whatever you call them. I'm friends with everyone.
"Yea, what about them?"
"I'm having one now."
"What's happening?"
"I can't explain it, it feels really, sad."
"I hope your wrong, today is a good day."
"So do I." She left. "What time is it?"
"Quarter till, where's Habika?" What? What was that? There it is again, what is it? "What the hell?" I had to know.
"Um, Mokuba, I think we should wait."
"Shut up Rosalind." I heard screams now. "What the hell." A window broke behind us.
"RUN GUYS!" I did run, but in the opposite direction.
"Come on Mokuba!" Zinan grabbed my by the shirt, dragging me away.
"No!" I ran toward the sound. People were running past me, they were carting, some of them were bleeding.
"MOKUBA! NO!" He tackled me. "We have to get out of here." I looked beyond all the people. Habika was on the floor. Her eyes, those beautiful brown eyes, wide open, staring at nothing. I froze. Trickling beyond her hair.
"Oh god." I knew it all to well. "Habika." He picked me up, dragging me away. "Habika." Further down the Hall. "HABIKA!" I ran to her, pumping my legs, harder than I ever have before. Forget soccer, forget finding Seto. I was running to her. I was crying. "Habika!" I knew death, I knew the loneliness, I had to get to her. I had to be with her. Zinan is strong. Too strong. As I was running, as I was pumping, he was running harder, he was pumping harder.
He sat me down on the soft grass.
"Zinan, I have to get back to her." Through my tears, I can see his own.
"You cant Mokuba, You can't go back."
"TAKE IT BACK! I CAN GO BACK!" I could feel his nose break. I feel to the ground. I hade wished for my own death, and now. My Best friend.