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Well supposely we aren't suppose to use lyrics from songs so i don't wanna get deleted so yeah, no lyrics...but! if u have time u can go and google it:P It's the fifth verse thingy second line to the fourth line:P
Tala: Who cares about this story enough to go out and look it up?
Kai: People have lives unlike you.
AO: Don't make me put you back in the box!...Tala!
Tala:..hey! What about Kai?
AO: but i love Kai! -huggle- Who could do that to this cute face!
Kai: -annoyed- I'd rather go in the box...
Tala:...me too...AO doesn't own beyblade once again.
Chapter 5 - Even Strangers Make My Life Hell
-insert lyrics here:P-
I think...the gossiping has stopped. I stepped into the cafe...no stares, no looks...nothing at all. For once I am sooooo glad to be nothing, to be invisible! Yes! No having to sit in the smelly, extremely rat infested, not to mention dirty washrooms! Now...new problem...where to sit?
"Ha! Are you kidding?" the was a loud voice that drew everyone's attention. I turned to the right to see a group of girls sitting at a very bright pink-flowered decorated table. Ewww. Not that there's anything wrong with pink, I love pink, it's my favorite color. It really is!...on good dayz...lol:P It's just that particular pink hurts my eyes.
"N-no.." the boy seemed so nervous, I'm amazed he managed to muscle up the strength to even say that one word. When I get nervous I just totally shut down, I can't speak, see, or even think clearly. All I do is hear people's voices around me but what good is that when I can't even answer them.
"I'm sorry, I can't date you. I only go out with...you know guys." she said that a little louder then she had too...
"Are you calling me a...girl?" The dude was confused...if I were him, not that I'd ask out a girl but anyway if I were him, I would have ran soooooo long ago.
"No that would be a diss to girls. You're an 'it', a hideous monster, dirt on the bottom of my shoe, no worst then that...you're nothing. Now get out of my face before yours makes me hurl." she laughed with her little group of friends.
I recognized the one that had just so publically shot down that guy, Enrique's current girlfriend. I've seen them make-out soooo many times, her disgusting face trying to devour Enrique has been eternally engraved into my brain. I'd say she was another Britney...but Britney is probably much worst and can cause a lot more damage in someone's life. You see, this girl she's mean and everyone knows it so when she tells you something, you laugh with it and you spread it around but no one really believes it. But with Britney, everyone thinks she's this angel sent from above, so when she tells you something everyone, I mean everyone! you saw her with my parents, they believe her! She could tell everyone the world was flat and they'd change around all the facts so that it fits to what she says. I'm the only one that sees her for what she really is, a fake.
So anyway, I didn't notice what happened to that guy. I kept staring at them. I don't get it. Yes, she had a boyfriend, my brother, so she did the right thing in turning him down. But did she have to make a scene? Did she have to make that guy almost cry? Did she had to say all those mean things? I don't get it! Why are their people like that on this Earth? Why do they think that humiliating someone like that is fun? Why do they think it's cool? What is wrong with people these days!
"Do we have a problem here?"
I blinked a couple of times, coming out of my own little world and back into reality.
"What are you staring at?" well her voice didn't sound to nice...
"What are you stupid or something. Answer!" another girl yelled.
Wait...are they talking to me? "Huh?"
"Why are you staring at us?" another one asked,
"I know you wished you were us and all but jeez don't be that pathetic." Another girl commented.
"You're practically on your knees, staring and begging us to notice you. Like a pitiful little dog." Isn't this a little unfair? Five to one.
Are they getting up?...and getting closer?...and closer? Say something to make them go away!..I've got nothing...
"What? You're not even going to defend yourself..." okay...I'm getting nervous...Which means even if I had something to defend myself with, some harsh words or stupid insults I wouldn't be able to use them.
"What? Think you're too good to talk to us now?" What is she talking about! She's the one picking on me here!
"Oh, you're trying the little ignore them and they'll go away thing." Enrique's girlfriend, who happened to be leading the pack, leaned in. Talk about too close for comfort. Not that I'd feel comfortable even if they were 100ft. away. "Little tip: that doesn't work." she whisper. "Ops!" she said rather cheery as she flipped over my tray, and my soup split all over me. She didn't even bother to make it seem like an accident.
My mouth opened almost as if I was going to yell or scream but nothing came out. They laughed as they walked away all happy, and all cheery about being total jerks.
Urg...I'm covered, in burning soup! God must hate me! God MUST detest me! In a past life I must been some sort of murderer, to be punished like this now! Why is this happening to me of all people? If I had just minded my own business!
Okay, which way out of this place and towards the washroom. I couldn't get myself to look up. I do NOT want to see anyone's face laughing at me right now. I don't think I can take anymore of that in this lifetime.
"Celie! Over here!" I hear a real loud voice. Guess who? Britney, no doubt. Not now! Can't she see I'm a little busy right now? You'd think she'd be avoiding me...after some of the most popular people in the school (more popular then Britney, just cause they're in a higher grade) not only made fun of me in front of everyone but poured streaming hot soup all over me and my clothes.
"Celie! Come here now!" urg...she must really want something bad. Just follow the annoying voice and I'll eventually reach her table without having to look up.
Vicky and Melissa immediately pulled me down onto the chair. Then they got up clearing the rest of the people, currently sitting at that table, away.
"Uh..okay?"
"So what's with you and that guy?" Britney got right to the point.
"What guy?" couldn't this wait? If she hasn't noticed the soup is really hot!
"Don't act dumb. The one with the blue hair."
"...umm..you mean Kai?" It's like burning my flesh hot!
"Yeah, what's with you and him?"
"Nothing, I meet him like yesterday morning." She must really not give a damn about me.
"Don't lie. You can tell me right? We're best friends aren't we?" ha! Is she kidding?
"Nothing, I seriously meet him yesterday."
"Stop with the all innocent act and tell me." Woa...why's she pushing this so much?
"I told you. What do you want from me?"
"You and him were talking last night."
"Huh?"...last night...last night... "Oh, about Spanish courses...didn't you leave by then?"
"I came back to get my keys. You were alone with him...and all you guys talked about was Spanish classes?"
"Yeah..."
"Okay, fine. Whatever. You can go now." she said shooing me away.
How nice. I got up really confused... but it wouldn't be the first time, so who cares?
More importantly at this moment... Washroom...washroom...where are you?
How exactly do you clean off soup from clothes your wearing? And to think I actually thought today would be a..dare I say it...good day. Isn't that ridiculous? I've had weeks of rumors and weird looks so I figured when Britney's not mad at me anymore the day would go good. And I wined up covered in soup. How wrong I was, how very wrong I was indeed.
I think it's some kind of cursed...no defect in me, in me and only me, no one else in the family, just special old me. Something went wrong when I was made, something went terribly wrong and I developed something in me. The loser gene I will call it, and every time something like this happens to me it's because of that gene. And I will pass it on to my children and my children's children, and children's children's children, and so on and so forth. And they will spent their days like me, ignore with this feeling of nothingness wherever they go. That is to say if I even have children, which I won't which is good 'cause I hate kids, they're annoying, they're loud, they always end up spoiled somehow, and they cry and cry and cry... and they're dirty! Always getting sticky somehow!
3rd person's P.O.V.
Melissa and Vicky immediately sat back at the table when Cecilia had left in search of the washrooms.
"So? What did she say?" Melissa asked.
"She said nothing was up with them. Such a liar! I mean seriously if she was really my friend she'd be able to tell me the truth."
"How do you know she's lying?"
"I spent hours working on that guy yesterday night, he wouldn't so much as look at me! Me! But the moment I leave he talks to Cecilia? Something is definitely up!"
"Huh...I don't get why we're making such a big deal about her. It's just Cecilia. I mean didn't you want her brothers, which you've already basically got. Who cares about the other guy?" Vicky said without thinking...as usual.
"Don't question Britney! You have no right!" Melissa automatically defended Britney.
"Calm down Melissa. Vicky, listen carefully. I, Britney, care so therefore you have to care too! Do not question my orders ever!" she said almost the exact think as Melissa, but her voice brought ten times more fear into people then anyone else ever could. "I don't want him but I'm damn well not going to let anyone else get him! Especially not Cecilia!" Britney banged her fist on the table. "I'm going to make her suffer. I am going to make her hurt." she didn't want to lose it in the middle of the cafe where everyone could see her other side so she got up and left quickly.
"You know...she's been really mad like that towards Cecilia since that first day at school, in the cafe. She's been real mean. I mean, Cecilia is one of our friend right?" Vicky asked not really sure "Britney's seemed almost...threatened by Cecilia...now isn't that silly?".
"You really are dim-witted." Melissa said going after Britney like always.
hehehe,yeah...she's jealous... why?...can't tell ya til like the 9th chapter:P
Normal P.O.V.
"ENRIQUE!" A voice penetrated the whole house, there was loud banging from the door.
"I'm not here!" Enrique immediately yelled, trying to run for cover.
"Nah, whatever trouble you've gotten yourself into your getting yourself out." Rei said pulling Enrique back.
"But I don't want to!" Enrique asked whiningly, like a three year old.
"Then you should stop getting murderous women on your back." Johnny commented. This wasn't unusual, Enrique had a habit of choosing the worst women ever. True, they were pretty and all, the problem was they didn't take reject too well...so Enrique would have to take more drastic measures to get ride of them.
"But then it's no fun if they aren't!"
"Go fix your problem." Tala ordered.
Enrique slouched downwards while walking slowly to the loud pounding door. It's not like the person on the other side was going anywhere any time soon. We once wondered how long one of them would stay out there so we didn't answer the door...two hours...twenty-eight minutes and...fourty-nine seconds...then the police came so..yeeeeah, she fought back for quite awhile and in the end the police hauled her little ass away. No worries though, she probably never made it there, her family probably got her out and home with a snap.
This was always enjoyable to watch... Enrique opened the door, knowing to stand at the side as the girl basically fell into the house. She quickly got up on her feet again. Anyone with half a brain could tell she was going to blow, and it wasn't going to be pretty.
"Hi?" Enrique attempted to say in his cutest voice, unfortunately for him it wasn't going to do any good.
She breathed in and out loudly, 'till she got enough control over herself to say something. "You...saw...you!" though not enough control to form an actual sentence.
"Saw me...what?"
She look like she wasn't going to slap him good just from acting dumb. "Back of the school... Two words: Michelle Andrews."
"Sorry...don't know her."
"You were making OUT WITH HER DURING THIRD PERIOD!" she totally broke the sound barrier with the last part of that sentence. "I saw you through the window of my classroom." Ouch that's gotta hurt...finding out your boyfriend's cheating on you in front of the whole class. I'd feel really sorry for her if she wasn't one of those popular people that make people like me's lives a living hell.
"Oh, so that was her name..." he's just asking for it now...
"You're not going to even deny it!"
"You said so yourself, you saw me...but if you want an excuse...uh...It wasn't me?...ummm...The Doppleganger Syndrome?" he said not sounding convincing at all.
"You said that last time!" with that she lost it slapped him across the face then stomped away, probably expecting Enrique to follow her or something. Yeah right. Instead all she got was the loud bang of the front door slamming shut.
"Yeah, and I'm surprise you brought it last time." Enrique said from the other side of the door, holding his cheek. "Ow, she hits haaaard!" Enrique went back to his whinny voice.
I smiled. That was entertaining. I wonder why Enrique did that though? I mean as much as I hate her...they looked pretty good together...like happy, they looked pretty happy together. She definitely wasn't his type, she was mean and bitchy but Enrique did seem to like her...kinda, most so then usual...He stayed with her longer then anybody he's ever gone out with. What changed his mind about her? Besides the fact that she's a total- there's no one word for what she is. Let's see...Demon, cretin, pest, banshee, brute, halfwit, ignoramus, loudmouth, urchin, simpleton, the devil herself...uh...birdbrain...ninny...uh...ummm...nincompoop!...and that's all I can come up with, me, a girl with very loooooooooooow vocabulary. If I was of normal intelligence level I'm sure I could go on and on and on. Oh well, why question a good thing, right?
Oh, my god. I just realized something. T.G.I.F! Thank. God. It's. A. Friday!(I miss TGIF. Do you pplz remember it? If you live in Canada...dunno if it showed in the US...lol) I'm so glad it's Friday. Two whole days free of self-absorbed-spoiled-perky-attention-striving people! plus my fighting classes are tomorrow! It is seriously the only thing that gets me through the week!-
"Honey, I'm very busy and I can't drive you to your classes tomorrow." Wow...God just loves to bring my hopes up and then letting it crash and burn the very next second.
"But mom, I can't miss tomorrow's lesson. Competitions are soon, I want to qualify this year." Realize how I said this year, I've tried many, many years before. My teacher keeps telling me I have some potential but it's not good enough. When will it be 'good enough'? What is 'good enough'? How do I get to 'good enough'?
"Actually...it's not just tomorrow's lessons...I won't be able to drive you for awhile."
"What? What about dad?"
"We're really busy right now. We're totally swamped with work. I'm sorry you can't go to these lessons anymore." Urrrrrrrg. I wanted to yelled about how they were always busy and the only thing that they've actually drove me to in years was these classes which I had to practically beg them to do and still have to remind them every week. But I didn't, I held it in, like always. My parents work very hard to get money to support us, I should be grateful. I reminded myself. I should be grateful.
These classes made me happy though, not much these days do, so I'm not about to give them up. "I'll...just...take the bus then!"
"Pfft. You take the bus?" Max said not taking his eyes off his games.
"What? What's wrong with that?"
"You took it once, got lost. Remember?" Rei said joining in against me...obviously.
"No, I don't and I'm beginning to think it never happened."
"Well you did. You went. You got lost. You're not going again. End of story." Enrique said coming into the living room holding in apple that he then took a bite out of.
"Since when did you start caring what I do?"
"He's right. I don't think you should."
"Oh, come on mom! I won't get lost! How hard could it be? Take the bus, that practically stops in front of our house, to the subway. Take that, which only goes like two ways so it's kind of hard to get lost. And then I'm basically there!"
"Do you know what stop to get off of on the subway? And are you're right they only go two ways, but which was would you get on to get to your destination?"
"Uh...well...I don't know..." but I bet you do. "But I could look it up...I'm sure it's not that hard to get there."
"Yeah, right. I've seen you get lost trying to get out of the school." Tala said, lounged on the couch looking like he was about to take a nap.
How did he know about that? "That was on the first day!"
"But you passed the exit twice...there was a sign too..." he yawned.
What were you doing? Following me around?
"Honey, if you can get one of your brothers to dive you then you can go."
"No."
"No."
"No."
They all answered quickly. Well thanks for thinking about it. Not that I actually thought any of them would.
"Guys at least think about it."
"Work." they all answered.
"Enrique," I aimed for the one I had the most chance of getting a yes out of. "Please. It's like fifteen-twenty minutes away from where you work!"
"Yes, but I'd have to come home from work, pick you up, then dive there and back to my work. That's at least an hour drive, if there's no traffic which there always is. My lunches are at most forty-five minutes. Sorry kid, not going to happen."
Nooooooo. Johnny?...nah, no chance there, gonna keep going up the ladder of brothers. "Tala?" the only answer I got out of him was a slight, quick snore. "Urg! Fine. I'm going to sleep then..."
I going to those classes, and I don't care how I'm going to get there...
I realized what I probably hate most about people yesterday night. Their complaining. I mean, yes I realize I probably do it a lot, but I am grateful for things. I know that when I get really annoyed I rant on and on about things but that's just me letting off steam (like I've been doing a lot lately). The thing is I only rant in my head, it's not like I go around telling people about this and that. Some people just talk on and on about themselves and complain about their lives but have no real reason to. It's like a hobby, they just do it 'cause they need something to say, they want...no need attention, so they whine.
Last night when I snuck downstairs to look up subway maps and bus directions, I also happened to sign onto MSN. I have few people on my list, most are there but I never talk to them and they never talk to me. But anyway, Britney for some unknown totally weird reason was home and not out partying. She just starts the conversation right off the bat with complaining about total nothingness. No "Hello," no "How are you doing?" just "Me. Me. Me!" not that I really expected her to talk about anything besides herself. She was complaining about having to go to all these places with her family. I would give anything to do something with my parents. They're always busy, work here, work there, there's no time for us to do anything as a whole family and it's not like me and my brothers are going to randomly do something all together, though sometimes I do wish we did...like we 'supposely' used to.. Though I shouldn't complain, my parents help a lot of kids in doing their job. Britney's parents are practically retired. I forget what exactly they used to do, but they basically made loads of money then stopped working as much so they could spend more time together. Britney shows her gratitude by doing nothing but complain about how lucky she is.
The only reason why I'm ranting right now is 'cause of something Britney did...or always does that really ticks me off. She talks to me and the moment someone...I guess better comes along she stops talking to me. The conversation just goes dead, and if I talk she just doesn't answer or it takes her five minutes at the least. I'm just someone to occupy her time till she can find someone to give her the attention she's really longing for.
Well anyway I'm getting bored just listening to myself talk, rant...and I guess in some degree complain. What can I say? You are what you hate...and I hate a lot of things...
Onto something more important. I have decided to take the bus. I'm actually kinda excited. Anything to break my old tired, everyday routine I've been doing since before I can remember. And what's the worst that can happen? I get lost? So what? People will notice...right?...They'll come looking for me...If I got kidnaped or whatever, they'd send help...right?... If I were killed they'd find my body...it won't just rot on the ground for all eternity...right? They'd look for the killer...they'd care riiiiiight?
God, I just went from getting lost, to getting kidnaped, to getting murder. I gotta stop thinking. I gotta stop over-thinking everything. I'm taking the bus, that's it, that's final.
Eight o'clock on a Saturday morning...what's wrong with me? I quickly checked where everyone was. Rei still in bed, same with Max, Johnny gone, Enrique still snoring away, he's going to be late, and Tala...door locked. Mom and dad loooooooooong gone, not even gonna bother checking.
Wow, a hardly touched washroom, well now I know Johnny's not the cause of the mess everyday.
I snuck down as quietly as I possibly could, dressed in black. I don't know it fit the mood of sneaking out and all, except for the fact that it was bright out and the darkness of my outfit would probably attract more attention then anything. I held my uniform in my bag swung over my shoulder.
I walked down the stairs like a burglar, kinda felt like on. I looked up seeing if someone was going to suddenly pop out of nowhere. Why was I so paranoid? I'm acting like some psychopath is after me and I'm looking over my shoulder every seconds.
"What are you doing?" a uniformed, lifeless sounding voice asked. (Just wanted another way to say monotone...lol)
"Huh?" startled I turned my head sharply throwing off my balance, I plummeted to the bottom of the staircase. "OW!" my head hit the wall. "SHIT!"
"You're going to wake everyone up." the expression in his voice unchanging, more like the lack of expression in his voice unchanging.
My head shot up to see him. Does he ever go home? "What are you trying to do? Scare me to death?"
"I only asked you a simple question."
Wait...How did he get in here? "Breaking and entering is a criminal offence."
"I didn't break in..."That it? No explanation on how he did get in? I'm not even going to bother asking.
I slowly got up. Damn, my head hurt. Wow...even more dizzying when I'm standing. "You...what... here doing?" I don't think that came out quite right.
He looked at me funny then his face faded back to emotionless-ness. "Why are you up so early?" he asked ignoring my question that didn't entirely make sense anyway.
I shrugged. "Maybe I'm always up now."
"If you were, you wouldn't be so jumpy and you wouldn't have fallen down those stairs just now."
Why is he always questioning the things I do? "Maybe I just like to fall down stairs!" okay that was just a really stupid thing to say...
He stared.
I sighed. "I'm going to take the bus. Got a problem with that?"
"No."
"Okay then." I said putting on my shoes then running out the door. It's not like I was in a rush to get there, I'm actually early for my lessons, three hours early in fact. I was just in a rush to get away from the house, away from my brothers and away from that guy that did nothing but question me.
I looked at the times the bus was coming. "Another 15 minutes till the next one?" Urg, if I haven't had to stop to talk to military boy I would have made the last one! Sigh, complaining isn't exactly going to bring a bus here any sooner. At least there's a bench. I sat down. A wet bench... this is going to be a long trip.
The bus was rather empty. There was filled with only a couple people. I took a seat at the very back where no one else was. I hope I'm on the right bus...
The bus stayed stationary for a little while then finally started. A tall figure approached sitting across from me. Looking up I saw...him! Again? Can you say Stalker?
I stared at him, he stared at me. Yet gave no explanation of his presence. I continued to stare and he continued to stare back.
Okay, this is ridiculous. "Why are you here?" I finally asked.
He shrugged. "I'm taking the bus."
"Well no duh! I'm asking you why you're taking the bus?" I said a little too loudly. "Ops, sorry." I said to the rest of the people on the bus.
"You sure yell a lot."
"And you sure stalk a lot."
He shrugged again. Can I ever get an explanation out of this guy? Fine, I'm just not going to talk to you either. Humph.
Silence. Nothing but the sounds of the bus...not moving. Been on this bus for about fifteen minutes and still haven't gotten anywhere. Enrique was right, traffic, it sucks, it wreaks...it's poowey! Urg! Why hasn't anyone invented a flying bus yet? Then I'd already be there and away from him and his staring and unspeakingness and the silence and the quiet and the lack of noise. Seriously I think I can hear myself breathing...I think I can hear other people breathing! Make them stop!
The bus finally made it to it's third stop since I got on...which is what? Like three streets down from where I got on. I'm beginning to think walking would have been faster.
A group of guys packed onto the bus, talking. Finally, some sound! I was getting annoyed of hearing my voice, in my head talking away...to myself.
They stood around the middle of the bus. Talking, yelling, laughing. Can't really make out what the heck they're talking about though. The parts they yell don't make sense on their own. Like, "Go." and "You can do it, man!" and other things like that. Along with a lot of laughing...and pushing for some reason.
I don't know why I'm so curious. I have this thing where I listen in on other people's conversations, I do it every time I'm in a crowd, like in the cafe, which got me into some trouble last time. Bad habit but it's what I do.
"Hey there." one of the guys sat next to me.
"Huh?" I've gotta stop spacing out like that.
"Hey," he repeated.
"Oh, um..hi."
"So where are you off to?"
"Uh...do I know you?"
"No, but you could." he smiled.
"Uh...oookay?" that's suppose to mean, what?
"Name's Nick."
"Uh...nice to...meet you...I guess."
"What's yours?"
"Umm...it's Ce-"
"Didn't anyone ever tell you not to talk to strangers?"
I gave out a frustrated growl. Now he decides to talk while for the last fifteen minutes I was what? Non-existent? "Why you care so much about what I do."
"I'm just saying that maybe you shouldn't give your name out to every Tom, Dick, and Harry out there."
"I'll do what I want."
"You're an idiot." he slouched back on his seat.
"Listen man, we're trying to talk here. Maybe you should go bug someone else."
"Maybe you should get lost."
"Are you going to make me?" the guy stood up.
He shrugged, like always. Standing up. Wow, tall, towering over the other guy. Never realized how tall her was, everyone seems tall to me.
3rd Person P.O.V.
The two stared at each other. Where this was going? Not too sure.
The guy suddenly leaned in. "Listen man I'm just trying to get some, you know?"
Kai's face filled with both disgust and anger but mainly anger. He grabbed him by the collar his other hand formed a fist.
Yes so I've notice you ppl ask alot of questions in your reviews. Do I confuse you? I'm sorry, it's just I've gotten into foreshadowing thingy and giving away only little bits of information at a time...nothing gets revealed till the later on chapters:P So I'm sry but I can't answer alot of your questions, but I assure you it will all make sense...just later:P
Nooow...R&R:) Puhlease? If you do...ummm...what do I have for you this time?...uhh, I dunno, name ur price in ur review and i'll see wat I can do:P