I was in my room typing away on the computer when my best friend and roommate, Quatre Raberba-Winner burst into our room. I looked at him in surprised to see an angry glint in those normally gentle aquamarine eyes. I blinked twice and regained my composure.
"Can you believe them Duo! They're yelling at me because I got a second chance at passing education. Can you believe how far they have taken this? They just cornered me in the bathroom!" Quatre practically yelled.
"Jesus Quat, keep it down or they will hear you and storm in here. Treize and Zechs are out on a date and aren't here to help us." I know it was sad to rely on the two guys that were juniors to protect us, but Quatre couldn't fight and I gave up fighting a long time, taking an oath of pacifism.
Zechs had been a close friend of mine since I was in high school. He was two grades ahead of me. He was like the big brother I never had. So when he caught wind that Dekim Barton and Alex Smith were after me and Quatre, Zechs appointed himself and his boyfriend Treize Kushrenada as our bodyguards.
As luck would have it, today was their four year anniversary and I had insisted that Quatre and I would be ok. I didn't want them to miss out on a happy celebration. After everything Zechs had done for me this year, I couldn't deny him the right to celebrate his anniversary.
"I really don't want to stay here tonight Duo. I…I want to go somewhere." I signed and looked at Quatre. I could tell that he was nervous about staying here in Wing Hall.
"Well Quat, we could go to Wufei's. You know we are both welcomed there." I looked at Quatre and saw that he was thinking this over. It was no secret that I had a thing for Chang Wufei. The Chinese boy was beautiful, ebony black hair pulled into a tight ponytail, and onyx eyes that I could get lost in.
"Ok, that's alright with me." Quatre smiled. He looked like an angel when he smiled. He had blond hair that looked like silk. Quatre was shorter than me, but had way more money than I could ever hope to have.
"Ok, well let's pack some stuff for tonight and then we can come back tomorrow." Quatre nodded his head at me and we began to pack in silence. I took a look outside and glanced at the January day.
The skies were a cold blue and a cold winter breeze ruffled the dead trees. I felt like the trees sometimes, dead and cold. My last boyfriend, Matt, had been someone I had met over the internet and he tried to get into my pants the first time we met. I dumped him the next day. It seemed that every guy I dated only wanted my body. I didn't know why. I had long chestnut hair that hung in a braid down my back. And I had amethyst eyes that were piercing sometimes. I have survived many heartbreaks, but now I doubt it if I could feel another one. What would I become if I can't find love?