AS: as much as I love writing this fic I was just about to delete it, but then I got some inspiration. I still don't know if I'm going to continue writing it, I just can't seem to find the time or inspiration! Anyway, I'd like some reviews to get me fired up! Lol

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Kai's Diary

Been booked, again. For kicking Johnny into submission. The head teacher says if I dare even look at another student in a violent way he'll send me to counselling and put me on an anger management course.

Pfft, baby.

Just because he can't handle me himself.

Lunch

Bored, bored, bored. I'm tempted to each chocolate. In gymnastics (don't ask) today, we were all given a chocolate bar for actually managing to get through the Billie Jean without some sort of catastrophe or fuss. Of course, I wasn't allowed a chocolate bar because the school knows what it will do to me, so the teacher gave me an apple instead.

Not the best of substitutes for chocolate.

But Tala got one, and I know he's hidden it somewhere in our room where I can't get hold of it. Hmm…maybe I'll spend this boring lunch break trying to find it.

Still lunch

I can't find it anywhere. But I've managed to upset a lot of Tala's things. He might not of noticed that I had been going through his stuff if the end result wasn't similar to that of a bomb going off in the middle of the room.

Ah well.

I'll just say I had a fight with Johnny in here.

Still lunch

Decided to watch the trampolining club. The people I know there are Max and Oliver, since they are actually doing trampolining for the school, and then Tyson and Kane and Enrique.

Enrique is practising his bit for Simba, since he still can't do a backwards somersault without landing on his head.

And Tyson and Kane are practising for their bit in the hyenas 'Be Prepared' sequenced in the Lion King. God they are bad at it. I mean, I'm no professional, but even I know it is not good for someone to fall flat on their face everytime their feet touch on the bed. Since Max is in that sequence too, as the third hyena, he's trying to help them along. I never knew Max was such a good trampolinist. Actually, neither did he, but the school managed to yank that talent out of him. He and Oliver together are pretty amazing.

But Tyson and Kane, well…

Naturally, I decided to give them some moral support. But my idea of 'moral support' got me sent out for heckling.

Still lunch

Skulking around school. Everyone else is busy so I'm on my own. I've decided to hide in the library, because then I can see the tennis courts and watch Tala whopping some poor guy's ass in the school's tournament. I would go outside and watch but it's raining buckets and I'd rather not get wet. My hair gets all heavy with rain water and sags about my shoulders and I end up looking like a greasy haired old lady or Tyson, neither or which I favour resembling.

I found Rei all huddled up in a corner reading, looking miserable.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked, squirming down next to him. He had so many big pillows surrounding him it was like trying to fit into a small cave.

"Nothing," he mumbled, not looking up.

"Then why are you sulking in a corner?"
"I'm not,"
I blinked.

"Fine then," I muttered, and left him on his own.

Must be something to do with his argument with Max.

Afternoon lessons

Tala and I are purposefully driving our gymnastics teacher into a breakdown. She went sort of grey and clutched her head, and I doubt her sobbing in the corner is good either. This happens most lessons. After she's recovered from a momentary loss of sanity, she begins to get nasty. For example, she's just thrown her coffee mug at us.

Violence isn't going to get her anywhere.

Evening

I've been counting the hours since I last had fun. You know, good, proper, hilarious fun. And I think…the last time that happened…was…the time I tripped Johnny down the stairs. Or the time Tyson and Kane were doing their hyena bit on the trampoline and bounced right into each other, thwacking each other on the head. Oh, and the time that Tyson tried to beat Tala at tennis. And the time Tyson first got on the trampoline and got a little enthusiastic, and we found him tangled in the light fittings in the ceiling.

/sigh/ those were good times.

Bedtime

Both Tala and I are in bloody awful moods. I feel like killing something. Or having a raging argument with someone. But the only person I've got to argue with right now is Tala, and if I argue with him I'll end up locked out of the room.

"Tala?"
"What?"

"Can I have some of that chocolate you got?"
"No way Kai,"
"Please?"
"No. Absolutely no way. I am not dealing with your stomach cramps and throwing up at this time of the night,"
"I can handle it!"
"Kai, you can barely handle one chocolate Button, never mind half of my chocolate bar,"

"Can't I just bite a bit off the edge-"
"NO!"

Breakfast

Ah, wonderful, a Strawberry and Banana smoothie for breakfast. Just because they have run out of every cereal apart from Coco Pops (which are chocolate flavoured, which is why I can't have them) doesn't mean I have to get stuck with the mushy substitute. I tried to argue with the dinner lady to give me some (see, they're all ganging up against me on this chocolate thing), by making a very valid point that, "Those Coco Pops have probably never seen chocolate in their lives!"

I just ended up being served a smoothie. Wonderful. I don't even like bananas.

"On a diet are we?" Tyson teased.

Russian History

Tyson's still dripping banana and strawberry smoothie, which is quite hilarious, although on the other hand now I am starving and my stomach is making so much noise the teacher keeps glaring at me.

"Kai, if your stomach is protesting to learning about the Russian Revolution, then take it outside and feed it with an apple from the canteen. Hopefully that will subdue it so that we can all hear what I am saying, and our own thoughts,"

I was about to go on about being deprived of food and wanting to file for a law suit, but my stomach drowned me out and I was thrown out of the classroom so as not to 'cause an earthquake' as the teacher so amusingly (not) put it.

Canteen

Took an apple from the fruit bowl and ate it as slowly as possible so I didn't have to go back to Russian History. Today the lesson is ultimately boring because Tala is in the tennis tournament and one match he so happens to be playing right now. Lucky buggar. If I could play tennis I could miss Russian History. But since I haven't touched a racket since last year when Tala tried to teach me to play tennis, I don't think I'm going to be entered into any tennis tournament. That practise session with Tala was embarrassing, come to think of it. First he kept laughing at me, then I got in a stress with them, then we ended up trying to knock each other out with our tennis rackets. Believe you me, I don't look upon tennis rackets favourably anymore.

Corridor

I think I'll just say I forgot I had to go back to the classroom. I don't feel like sitting in front of that enthusiastic (violent) teacher. That pompous man yell facts at me so violently I come out of the lesson bruised.

Lion King Rehearsal

"Keep going to your left Tyson!"
"Here?"
"No, keep going!"
"Here?"
"No! Keep moving,"

"Here?"
"No you brainless moron, keep going! If I told you to stand at the edge of the stage why do you think it's OK to stand there!" the director yelled, jumping up and down.
Tyson shuffled a little to the left.

"Here?"
He was still about a mile from the edge of the stage. I sometimes wonder if he's keeping his one brain cell as an ornament or something because it's definitely not rattling around in that thick skull of his. In the name of all that is holy I do not know how Tyson past his Lead Role Honour Student exam before me,'

I'm trying to get the huge spotlight to move around but everytime I do, it makes a noise like a lawnmower moving over metal plates and the entire cast and crew shudder.

"What the bloody hell is wrong with that spotlight!" our delightfully sensitive director bellowed. "Are you putting it through a wrangler Hiwatari!"
Yes that's what I'm doing, you stupid little man. I nudge the spotlight again. The sound's horrible, like a giant with metal teeth eating a cheese grater.

"Let me remind you Hiwatari, that I'm your examiner for your Lead Role Honour Student exam! If you mess up my play you can say goodbye to your passing grade!"

Idiot! I growled and thumped the buttons on the desk with my fist. Every light in the hall switched itself off. Tyson, who must have been still moving left for the director, took a topple off the stage.

3:00 am

I've been awoken by the unmistakable hissing of Tyson. I opened my eyes to find him hanging over my bed, our faces inches away from each other.

"Hello,"
"Hi Kai,"

Tala eventually woke up with some prodding, "What do you want Tyson?"
"We've lost Rei,"
"Rei?"
"Yeah. I don't know where he is. I'm trying to find out why he and Max have fallen out,"
"What, are three o' clock in the morning!"
"I can't find him anywhere, guys. He's not in here, is he?"
"No!"
"Are you sure?"
Tala sighed, "Oh yes, I forgot Tyson, we met at midnight to continue our passionate love affair under the stars and have currently stashed him under my bed to stop our dreadful secret from being exposed,"
There was a short silence from Tyson. "Really?"
"No! I don't know where he is Tyson!"
He sneaked back out again, "Sorry guys,"
"It's fine," Tala grumbled, wrapping himself up in his duvet. I'm already half asleep again.

"It's amazing really. Tyson isn't even that thick. I mean, he's pretty intuitive. But sometimes he's so dim it's scary,"
I grunted in response.

"Can I get out now guys?"
"Yeah, you can,"

Rei clambered out from under Tala's bed, panting, swiping his hair away from his face.

"Phew, that was close,"
"You'd better not let Tyson know you were under my bed Rei, or he might think the rest of what I said was true,"

"Well, thanks anyway," Rei stood up and tiptoed across to the door, "I just didn't want to face either him or Max tonight. I think he'll have stopped looking now. Good night,"
"Night Rei,"
"Night Rei,"
The door eased shut behind him.

"Poor Rei,"
"Yeah,"

Breakfast

I'm eating my breakfast with Tala and Rei, who is still hiding from Max and Tyson. Tala's going through his depressed actor mode: "I've never felt so jaded,"

"Why?" Rei asks sympathetically.

"I lost a match yesterday. I haven't lost a match in…months,"
"Who to?"

"I don't know. Someone from out of school though. I think her name was Emily. She's supposed to be starting here in a few weeks,"

"Emily?"
"Yeah. I got beaten by a girl,"

I sigh and grab the water jug, "I don't think that's a good enough reason to feel 'jaded', Tala,"
"It is! My life for the past few days has been a mixture of failure, retribution, suffering, and harbouring fugitives under my bed!"
Now I can see why Tala got his Lead Role Honour Student pass. But Tyson? It's still a bloody mystery to me. Tala says long words such as 'retribution' and 'jaded'. Tyson's sentences seemed to be a string of exclamations like 'whoa' and 'ace' and 'cool'. But then again, Tala did call his examiner a 'dumb tool', and Tyson's examiner was his favourite teacher. This school is so biased.

"Hiwatari,"

A hand appeared in front of my face, waving a piece of paper. Oh joy it's my director.

"Yes Sir?"
"I've got the time for your exam. It's twelve twenty next Friday. Don't be late,"
He stalked off.
"I think he likes you," Rei commented.

"I'm going to die," I groan.

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