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Chapter 4- Used and Abused

My parents had no clue
That I ate all my lunches
Alone in the bathroom

Simple plan, I'm Just A Kid, I played it while waiting for the bathroom.

"I'll crawl into my bed, Staring at these four walls again"

Funny that's exactly what I'm doing now. Staring at three plain white boring walls, which make up my half of the room. I need to get some sort of personality, or hobby or interest. Or something that makes me...not me.
"I'll try to think about the last time, I had a good time"

Now that's a challenge...the last time I was truly happy...I'd have to say when I was still in my mom's stomach...ummm actually maybe not, knowing Rei he probably took up all the space in there, and all the food...and air...ummm...do you need air in the womb? Ack, what do I know, haven't had science yet, but even if I did...yeah well you know.

"Everyone's got somewhere to go. And they're gonna leave me here on my own."

Alone...that's not so bad. It's...uh...quiet... Heh, who am I kidding? I hate being alone, but being with people...sometimes just makes me feel even more lonely. Does that make sense?Do you know what I mean?

I wandered out into the hallway, empty. I could hear everyone downstairs eating, talking loudly.

Ummm…I wonder… I slowly made my way to Tala's room, I knocked to make sure no one was inside; when no response came I turned the door knob. Unlocked, what luck. I pushed open the door.

Tala's room was very…well to explain it simply, it was very Tala-like. Uncaring looking, things were sort of just thrown places, but it wasn't exactly messy. It was like organized chaos. Shirts thrown to one corner, pants the other, kind of like that.

Now for that letter. Where are you? I looked over his desk, where there were a bunch of papers scattered over it but they all seem to have their place, scattered but neat…? Yeah just don't listen to me anymore.-.-

There was nothing letter-looking on his desk. Let's see, yesterday after everyone read it…Tala took it back…then…ummm…put it in his bag? I don't know, can't quite remember but that would be the logical place to but it.

I scanned the room for his bag, immediately finding it by his bed.

Can you tell I've done this quite a lot? If I want to know something in this house I have to go searching for the answers. I really need to get a hobby.

I looked through his bag, there was a crumpled up piece of paper near the bottom. This was it, it had to be, it was all letter-ie looking.

Because it was all crumpled up, a lot of the letter was hard to read, the words were all smudge. It was a rather short letter, but I could only make out the beginning.

To…blotchy patch, probably says Tala considering it was sent to Tala. This letter is to inform you that…K…K…e?...no…a…l? or i? Kal? or Kai? has been released from Agricultural Colony of Mount St. Bernard Abbey…something…something…for boys…something… and the rest is really just a blur.

Okay, and this is really important news, why? People were acting weird, why? Jeez, I think they just like to make me worry.

I yawned. "What's there to eat?..." I asked, entering the kitchen, my eyes basically closed.

The once extremely noises kitchen fell silent, all that was heard were my steps towards the refrigerator.

"Cereal it is." I said answering my own question...like always.

"Does she always talk to herself?" an unknown voice asked.

"Huuuh?" I turn around and yawned again. "Ookay...wait...wait...one...Tala...two...Enrique...three…Johnny...four...Max...five...Tyson...six...Rei..(I always put them in order of age) seven...Seven? Who's seven? Wait maybe I miscounted," I quickly did a recount. "Yup there's differently one more of you..."

"Uh..." my mom said, I think she was a little taken back by my extreme slowness this morning. "This is...Kai..." she said standing next to a boy. I rubbed my eyes trying to see him more clearly...a guy...blue hair...red eyes...was about all my eyes were allowing me to make out at this point. So this is the dude from the letter.

She drifted off; all of them stared at me as if waiting for a response. My eyes shifted back and forth...awkward...

What? What do they want from me? What am I suppose to say? "Uh, hi...Kai? I'm...Cecilia...nice to meet you?"

He didn't answer, just stared like the rest of them.

"Wow, he's a friendly one..."

Still...silence, I could almost hear their eyes staring at me...ya know if that's possible.

"Ooooooookay? What? What do you want from me? I said 'hi' I introduced myself. What else do you want?"

Rei said something in Japanese and the rest of them nodded, immediately everyone was back to normal...back to ignoring me. Where's my Japanese dictionary when I need it?

"He just got out of military school; he's going to be in the same school as you guys." My mom said randomly. Right the missing words, military school… Agricultural Colony of Mount St. Bernard Abbey Military School for boys….never heard of it.

Hum, explains much, the way he stands so still... tall...quiet... Very disciplined, I haven't seen him blink yet... Military school must be...very..uh...effective.

Note to self: Never ever get sent to military school. Shudder, freaky...What did they do to him there?

Now for the up-to-date news on my school life. For the last little while people have actually noticed me...I've gotten attention...just not the kind of attention I wanted. They all stare at me while I pass and I have no clue why, just that it's all caused by one loathsome, destructive, foul little devil, named Britney. Who else? Still mad and getting payback. And. I. Don't. Know. Why! She's found the wonders of rumors and gossip. I just don't know what she's telling everyone...It's freaky how much power she's already obtained over this school, they hang onto her every word...I've been forced to retreat into the washrooms for lunch, I'd do anything to not have to come to school anymore, to not have to see them staring, whispering, and laughing at me, to be able to crawl into a hole and die somewhere peacefully. I'd do anything to not have to see their judgmental faces for just one day.

This washroom stall sure is diiiirty. I seriously never thought I'd ever even go near a stall at this run-down old school, much less be sitting on a toilet...eating my lunch! This place makes me really, really, really un-hungry, but I'd rather be in here then out there.

Hum, interesting... 'H.G.+M.L. Love forever' craved in the stall. Awww how sweeeeet! Yeeeeah riiiight. You've found happily ever after till he stabs you in the back and leaves you for someone prettier, taller ,and blonder. Ha, I'm not talking from personal experience I've never had a boyfriend. What a surprise. I watch a lot of movies...I mean a lot, a lot too much for my own good probably. So anyway I've just never really believed in the whole soul mate, someone-out-there-for-everyone thing. Hell, I hardly believe in this whole concept of love, you find someone and you're supposed to get married and have children and you're forever bounded to that one person. What if somewhere down the road you find out that he or she isn't the supposed 'one'? Or what if you suddenly fall out of love? Worst, what if you find out that you never loved them to begin with? Or maybe you find your 'one' but you are not their 'one'? Then what? You get crushed so badly that some even become suicidal. If love is so great, why does it cause so much pain, that it can cause people to kill themselves? It's not worth it... Yet I think about it constantly... uh...moving on

What else is on here? 'Mickey is gay.' there always has to some gay comment. People have no lives...look who's talking...okay, what's next...

The door of my stall suddenly swung opened...thought I locked that...

"Uh..." I looked up... "Britney?"

"We need to talk."

"Talk?... About?" About how you've been spreading rumors about me? About what a bitch you've been or more correctly that you are.

"I've decided I'm willing to forgive you..."

Forgive me? I haven't done a thing! I should be the one mad at you!

"If..."

"If?" God she thinks she's the boss of everyone.

"Yup, can't let you off to easily, you have to earn my trust."

Let me off easily? You mean making everyone in the school think I'm some sort of freak isn't bad enough? Earn your trust! Who do you think you are!

"You can start by doing these," she said dumping a bunch of books onto my lap. Advanced chemistry...advanced biology...advanced Spanish...advanced...advanced, advanced! Does she know who she's giving these to? Has she ever seen ANY of my grades? Hell, I'm not doing these, I can hardly keep up with my own work! She's just a control-freak I don't need her as a friend.

"Soooo? You gonna do 'em or what?"

Hell no! Say no! SAY NO! "Uhhh...n-...y-...uh...um...sure?" God, I have no spine! I HAVE NO SPINE!

"Good, I'm coming over today after school... God this place is such trash. The janitors are really letting this place go." She said with a disgusted expression then started out the door. "You coming or what?" she said almost demanding me to follow her.

No don't! Tell her to screw off! SAY IT! "..uh...c-coming!"

Sigh. See how what I say and what I think are so totally different...but I guess it's for the best. Better to have Britney as a friend then an enemy...It's probably for the better I didn't tell her to piss off or whatever...What am I saying? I'm just trying to justify not sticking up for myself.

I opened the door, with the keys I actually remembered to bring today, and stepped in. Britney stood outside looking in, probably thinking about how the walls don't match with the floors or something.

"Uh...would you like to come in?"

She just kept looking around, and then carefully put one foot in, almost as if she expected mud to rain down on her or something. God, if that happened I would laugh so hard but it could never. Britney's never had so much as a hair out of place. She's perfect.

So anyway, Miss Perfection quickly came in, walking on her tiptoes, like she was trying to keep her shoes clean. What the hell is with that? Damn, she is such a drama queen. Melissa and Vicky did the same rushing behind where she stood.

I took off my shoes and placed them on the self.

"I'll keep my shoes on." The other two nodded agreeing with her.

"Yeah okay." I'll have some fun cleaning all the dirt you trail into this house. Yay! Thanks for the extra work!

I went into the living room where I dropped my bag by the desk and sat down on the chair. I began taking out all the books, some mine, most not. Guess who's? Lazy-ass, can't even carry her own books. Damn…I'm such a pushover. I know it and worst of all she knows it.

Britney stood in front of the couch. Melissa quickly ran over, and when Vicky finally noticed that she was standing alone staring off into space she ran over to Briney where she dusted off the couch and then Melissa pulled out a handkerchief and placed it on a cushion. Then Britney sat down, almost as if she was the Queen of the World. I'm amazed Melissa and Vicky haven't bowed down and kissed her toes yet.

"So, where are your brothers?"

"I don't know, I don't usually get home this early. When I get home most of them are usually already here, but they should be back soon." Got a ride with Britney in her ahem...limo...instead of walking today. I'd take walking over that any day. My brothers this, my brothers that. Do they like this? Do they like that? Jeez, can you be any more obvious!

"Alright. Melissa, make-up time then."

And so they began to fix their faces and clothes. Their conversation basically consisted of "How does this look?" and "Does this make me look fat?"

Kill. Me!

Okay, so I guess I'll start with this math homework. It's not advanced and I think I have to do the same thing for my class.

Page...forty…...nine. Here we go. Okay, soooo Question one: Find Y. (-3y+2) - (-5)(-7) (-85) - (-25)

Alright so that's pretty simple...uh...I think. Okay...so I have to solve (-85) - (-25) first...sooo...if your subtracting a negative...with another negative...your taking more away...so the number should get higher. So 85+25...is 110...so the answer is -110? Or wait...if there's a negative and you subtract it by another negative...something's suppose to happen to the second negative or something right? So...-110 can't be right...can it? Damn! I hate integers! Too many rules. Subtracting a negative integer with another is suppose to be negative right? Why could they just make this simple and have one rule that applies to adding, subtracting, multiplying ,and dividing? But noooooooo! They just have to go and make my life difficult!

I'm just going to suppose that it's -110. Moving on... So now I work my way backwards right? So because they're beside each other like that...it means that (-5) was multiplied by (-7)...so now I divide my -110 by... (-7)? and then divide that by (-5)?...calculator time...2.85714...so on so on... decimals? Something tells me I didn't do that right...let's try that on the calculator again...2.85714...okay so same thing...what did I do wrong! Urg! I'm stuck! ON THE FIRST QUESTION!

"How could you have lost her?" Rei asked concerned.

"She wasn't at her locker, at the usual time! It wasn't my fault!" Max said.

"You can't do anything right." Johnny stated as a matter of fact.

"Cool it-" Enrique suddenly stopped mid-sentence. "And you three would be?"

"They're...uh...yeah...my 'friends'...I guess." I said and that's when they all actually noticed I was in the room, hidden behind a mountain of books.

"I see," Enrique smiled.

And whatever they were all concerned about went out the window. This is why none of them could ever be a police officer or a fireman or anything of that sort. They'll be in the middle of chasing some psychopath that rapes little boys or trying to save an elderly lady from a burning house and they'll drop it all, the moment a women crosses their path. They've got to learn how to prioritize.

And so their flirting begins...with the twisting of the hair around their fingers, large plastered on smiles and cheerful laughs and nods like they're really interested in what my brothers are telling them. Someone just poke my eyes out. Pleeeeeeeeease! I can't watch this. Ewwwwww!

Hum that dude from this morning's back. If he's been in Military school...how does this family know him? How does everyone know him but me? Better question, why does he keep staring at me, like he's going to jump me at any second? Don't look up...don't look up. He's eyes are so...scary. It's like he can see right into my thoughts, into my soul. Scaaaaary.

That was a nice distraction from the tortures of homework...now back to work. Greeeeeeeeeat! Fun!

Geography. State the- Giggle... four different types- Giggle... of ra- Giggle...

Oh, my god! Stop giggling! Stop giggling! AHHH! Last hour nothing but giggling! Why do they giggle so much! Why is flirting always associated with lots and lots of giggling? How am I suppose to concentrate if I hear this short, spasmodic laugh every five damn seconds! How? How! Tell me how? I started to bang my head on the table hoping I'd lose enough brain cells for my brain to completely shut down and I wouldn't have to live through this nightmare any longer. Nothing so far...

"Stop that!" Britney suddenly snapped at me. "Ahem, so you were saying?" she said to Enrique, smiling showing her pearly whites.

Even in my own house, she thinks she can boss me around...sad thing is she can and she does.

The front door opened and shut very quickly. A cold wind entered the house.

"Cold." I couldn't see him but I heard him by the front door, my dad. He kicked his shoes off, then headed to the kitchen but stopped right in front of the living room. "Didn't we establish that there will be no guests...of that sort...here at the house...on weekdays, boys?" Ha! My dad's way of saying no dates at the house. He can't stand watching them giggle and make fools of themselves either! I have an ally!

"Well they aren't our guests, they're the squirts'." Johnny said leaning his head towards my direction.

"Cecilia?" he asked. I wasn't sure if he was asking if I was behind this pile of books or if it was really me, his daughter that actually brought home a friend. Yes, it's been that long since I've brought anyone home. My parents think I've got no friends, and in some way they're totally right.

"Yes, me here behind this stack of books." I guess that answers both questions.

"Well, that's great honey." he said smiling "I'll start dinner then, are you three staying?"

No...No! Say NO! Please god, let her say no! NO! N-

"Yes, that sounds wonderful." She said so sweetly, so innocently. Urg, I hate her! I bet she can even get my father wrapped around her little finger. Damn her! Damn her! Damn me for letting her be here!

"Alright, it's nice having you girls here." he said then left to start cooking, so much for an ally.

When my dad was done cooking, after I had set the table and after my mom had arrived home, gave me the same surprised expression that I had people over like my father had done, we all sat down for dinner.

And so the conversation of doom began.

"It's nice to have you girls over. Cecilia doesn't really bring friends over much." ...Did she have to say that? Now she's just confirmed how pathetic I am!

"It's a real pleasure to be here. The food is really wonderful." Food.. I bet anything she has no clue what she's eating. I'm sort of surprised she's even eating it...

"Are in the same classes as Cecilia?" my father asked.

"Unfortunately, no. I was really hoping to, I even asked the office to switch me into at least one of her classes but sadly it was all full." Hell, where is she pulling all this shit from?

"Well that's too bad… maybe next semester then."

"Yes, hopefully."

"So how is grade nine going for you? First year of highschool that must be a big deal." My parents make better conversation with strangers then with me.

"Well, it is kind of challenging at times but I think I'm doing fine."

"Really? If you don't mind me asking. What are your grades like?" God, I think they found the daughter they wish they had...

"Yes, I got into the top 5 percentile last year, and I think I'm doing just as well this year." Yes, the bimbo-squad gets better grades then me. How? I have no clue; I'm just a real idiot I guess. I work just about a hundred times harder then they do but still... I don't get how they achieve those marks though, seriously. In Science last year I asked them about mitosis and they asked me "What kind of toast? French?" Yet they got 90s as a final grade and I got...well let's not get into what I got... And they want me to do they're homework why? They could do it a billion times better then I ever could! ..They're just lazy-asses...

Britney went the rest of the night talking about her extracurricular activities...like volunteering at a homeless shelter, helping the sick at the hospital, taking care of the old in an old folks' home and picking up garbage to help save the environment. Pfft, and I'm getting straight A's! She wouldn't be caught dead in any of those places! But my parents just ate it all up. They've found their model daughter, the one they've always wished for, the one they always wished I was. "Oh, that's so great this,", "Oh, that's just so wonderful that.", and "Cecilia did you hear what she just said?" No, I didn't hear her; I'm only sitting right next to her... Of course I heard that lying little bitch! I think she's purposely trying to make me feel like nothing, not that I don't already feel like that, every single second of every minute I'm awake. Where's a swirling black vortex when you need one? Can't it just suck me up and tear me to piece? I'd take that death to living through this crap day in and day out.

"Cecilia?"

"Yes mom? I'm just clearing away the dishes."

"Your friends are leaving..."

"Uh-huh."

"Don't you want to say good-bye?"

"Ummm...nah. They'll...call...later anyway." Wow biggest lie ever, right there.

"Oh, okay." She said then helped me with the dishes.

My dad then entered the kitchens. "I like them. You've made yourself some really great friends."

"Yeah, they're...wonderful…" I said as I turned on the tap and started to wash the dishes.

My dad turned it off. "You know what? I'll take care of it today."

"But, it's my day, and they were my...friends" urg, it just pains me to call them that. "...so most of these dishes are because of me..."

"It's okay I've got it. Go rest or something." Yeah, rest...more like go do my friends' homework.

"Alright dad." I said about to walk away.

"Wait," my mom said stopping me. "We're glad you're finally fitting in at school." My parents smiled at me.

"Umhum, it's great." I forced a smile on, and then walked away. My parents have no clue...

I sighed. Back to work. I haven't actually finished any of the homework completely. I'd get halfway through it...not even; get stuck...then switch subjects. Let's see let's work on...Spanish?...I don't know any Spanish! How am I suppose to do this? How? How? How! I banged the book against my head. (She just loves to do that! So do I :P)

"Are you trying to beat the information into your head or something?"

I turned there he stood, blue hair boy...doesn't he have a home of his own?

"You shouldn't let them push you around like that..."

"Huh? What are you talking about?" what's he getting at...

"That's not your work, is it?"

"It... could be."

"You're taking Spanish? You?" he asked as if he knew me. Hello, I just meet you this morning, stop acting like you know me!

"I could be!"

"Yeah, right." he said disbelievingly. "I'm out. Bye." then he left. The living room, yes...the house?...I'm not too sure.

O yes, about the ending, it may be alternate endings like SO suggested…cause well I can't really decide…but Nightrage I like ur thinking:P o well we'll see… sry if I don't answer what everyone says in their reviews but I don't wanna make me AN overly long…but must likely i'll get to ya sooner or later! lol…well R&R everyone pretty please:D