Song of a Half-Breed-Part 2-Muffins

…It ain't easy…

…Livin' like a gypsy…

…Tell ya honey how i feel…

…I've been dreamin'…

…Floatin' down the stream n'…

…Losin' touch with all that's real…

Yep, hear I am, head banging myself to the point of a coma. No thanks to my love for Aerosmith…I decided to give it a rest for the night. It was about one in the morning. Now, to be honest, that's like lunchtime for me. But, my aunt would kill me if I started jumping up and down and all around in my room.

…God! She has ears like a hawk!…

I didn't get ready for bed though (still have those criss-cross black tank and torn jeans on just to remind u). Heck, it was summer! I'm not ready to snooze! You snooze…you lose! I instead decided to go downstairs and get a snack. As I opened the door to the hall I felt a slight chill go down my back. It was quit dark and somewhat cold.

…I though I asked Mikomi to turn the a.c. down?…

Pushing that last thought aside, I began to tiptoe down the hall to the steps, not wanting to wakeup that hawk. Just as I was about to go down, I froze. There was noise coming from downstairs. Listening closer, I could tell by the sound of it, somebody had left the TV. on to a late night Spanish soap opera.

…OOH…the drama!…

I figured Mikomi had left it on and continued to tiptoe. Finally I made my way to the kitchen and began to hunt through the fridge. Finding my favorite, a chocolate chip muffin, (GOD I LOVE MUFFINS!) I was about to eat when one of the characters on the TV. in the other room began to scream at another character. Figuring that that might wake Mikomi up, I went to the room to turn it off. "Since when does she understand Spanish anyway?" I mumble to myself as I found the power button on the TV. "CLICKY."

"Hey! I was watching that!" a man's voice exclaimed in disappointment.

Shocked at this, I dropped my muffin along with the plate, ignoring the sound of shattered glass. Once again I froze, afraid to look around. After a few seconds though I was able to gather enough guts and turn. I emmidiatly came face to face with two ebony-colored eyes. There, sitting on my couch was a guy, just a little older than me. He looked very tall and muscular. He also had long, shaggy black hair that was tied into a messy ponytail. I couldn't describe the look on his face.

"It's not nice to turn off peoples soap operas." The guy plainly stated.

…Yeah, well, breaking and entering isn't very nice either buddy…

I rapidly changed my expression from shock to anger. "If you want to watch TV. Then go to your own place and get your own television!" I crossed my arms, trying to show the intruder that I wasn't scared and wasn't going to take this.

"Now, now, is that anyway to treat a guest?" He questioned, a smirk played on his face.

…What the hell are YOU smirking at!…

…I can whip that smirk off your face right now buddy!…

"You are NOT a guest! You broke in and you know it! Now who the hell are you and what are you doing here?" I slammed my petite fist on the coffee table as I said this, my anger now turned to pure rage.

…God, Mikomi is sleeping like a rock tonight…

"Alright then, you want answers? Fine…my name is Luke (I know it's not a Japanese name but it has to do with the story.) and I've come here for you," he answered as he lifted a muffin up from the table and took a bite. "MMMM! Thes ahr ruly gud ya know!"

I stared at Luke stuffing his face but was interrupted by the growling of my stomach. That happened to be the last muffin left since I dropped mine on the floor along with the glass plate.

…Heeeeeelllllll NO! He did NOT take my muffin!…

Just as he was about to take another bite, I snatched it from him and ate it whole. I then gave this Luke a death glare as he got up and walked over to me.

"That wasn't very nice," Luke protested.

"Yeah, well, that's what you get for breaking into my house! NOW GET OUT BEFORE I CALL THE COPS YOU CORNHEAD!"

Luke raised an eyebrow at hearing me call him a "cornhead" (heehee…corn) but then he turned serious and came very close to me. "You wont be calling anyone with your phone line down."

"WHAT! YOU BASTARD!" I threw my fists at him but he caught them in mid air. "W-what do you want?"

"That's not important. But you're coming with me…" Luke eyed me evilly.

"Over my dead body!" I tried to escape his grip but he quickly tightened it.

"Well, then…" Luke began. His eyes turned blood red and he opened his mouth to revile two of the sharpest fangs I've ever seen. "…I guess I'll just have to do this!" He grabbed my neck and flipped my long hair out of the way, ready to bite down.

…No body, NO BODY gets away with eating my muffin!…

"NO!" I shouted, kneeing him in the gut. Luke fell over, clutching his stomach, eyes still blood red. In a split second he was up and coming at me again.

"Why you little…" he was almost at me when I grabbed a knife from the sink and instinctively slashed him in the shoulder. Luke yelped in pain and his eyes grew brighter.

…Amaya..What have you done now…