Here we go, the tenth chapter of the story. In this chapter, Kay celebrates getting into the military, and also becomes the object of someone's desires. Oh boy, this is gonna be a bumpy ride, boys and girls! Prepare for a pretty weird journey. (Oh, and this new chapter is in honor of x-Elleh-x, who turned fourteen not that long ago. Send her birthday wishes!)
Chapter 10: Dress-Up
"Damn biology test!" Kay yelled as she sulked down the hall, Cris and Brenna following close behind. "I hate bio!"
"At least you can pass something," Cris groaned. "Even without daydreaming about Ed, I can't concentrate on any schoolwork."
"I hate school period," Brenna agreed. "Don't worry about it so much, Kay; you probably got a 90 or something higher on it."
"Sure, I will," the young brunette said in a sarcastic tone. "God, between balancing schoolwork and taking care of myself and my dog all on my own--with a little bit of help from my grandparents in Poughkeepsie--this life is killing me."
"I feel sorry for you, Kay," Cris said. "So, you gonna be online tonight?"
"Nah, I can't. I gotta study for a Studio Art test and pay some of the bills. And only God knows what else is gonna happen when I get home."
"Eh, God screws a lot of people over. Believe me, I'm one of 'em."
"Yeah, you tell me everyday. So, before we get to our buses, you wanna say 'hi' to Mr.Score?"
"SCORE!"
"Yeah, I thought so."
After getting on the bus, Kay instantly took a seat across from Elly and Meg, who were talking about the band AFI, Meg actinglike arabid fangirl. She rolled her eyes as soon asher friendstarted rambling on about how Davey Havock was the hottest guy on the planet.
"Meggie, stop obsessing," she told her, grinning.
"I'm not obsessing, Kaykay! I was just telling Elly how cool AFI is."
"Yeah, about ten times in a row," Elly grumbled.
"HEY!"
"Meg, calm down. Elly was just being Elly."
Meg sighed. "Yeah, I know. So, Kaykay, what are you gonna do when you get home."
"Heh, a LOT of stuff. Pay some of the bills--Russel's helping me with that a bit--and take care of the dog, do my homework, study for a Studio Art test. Yep, I got a lot to do."
"Need any help?"
"Naw. I can do it on my own. But, I think I need to get a job." Kay let out a quick laugh.
"Doesn't the military pay you?"
"I don't know. When you're assigned a pretty important case, I do hear they give you a really good paycheck. Plus, you gotta go to, like, tons and tons of meetings to even get an assignment."
"I hear there's a meeting tonight at ten." Elly smirked at her.
Kay's jaw dropped. "You're kidding."
"Yeah, I am. I wouldn't go to the meetings anyway to find out."
"You little b-i-t-c-h!"
"Yeah, I know I am."
Finally, after a few minutes, the bus had arrived at Kay's house. Kay stood up, threw her bag over her shoulder, placed her planner under her arm, and started to make her way down the aisle. "See you later, guys!" she called back to her friends, quickly waving to them with her free hand. She stepped off the bus just in time to see them waving back at her through the window. The bus then drove away.
Turning toward her house, Kay sighed heavily and began to walk up the front lawn to her door, noticing Murdoc's Winnebago in the driveway. Well, she thought, time to go and see the gang.
She made it up to her front stoop, put the key in the keyhole and unlocked the door, turned the doorknob, and opened the door completely. It usually was always unlocked, but since the incident on what was supposed to be one of the best nights of her life, having her first boyfriend and all, she couldn't take that big of a chance anymore. Stepping in the house, she closed the door behind her and was immediately greeted by someone who she wasn't really expecting. . .
"Hey, Kayla!" a rather happy Al said, pulling her into a hug.
"Um, hi?" she said, uncertain of the reason why Al was here. "What are you doing here?"
Al let go of the hug. "Well, I understand that you're having a hard time, living alone and all. So, I decided, since we're dating and everything, we should live together!"
"Say what? I didn't sign anything!"
"Yeah, I know. Actually, Ed dropped me off here and said that you needed my help; he was getting tired of me being around anyway."
Kay's jaw dropped. "What? Well, that was mean!"
"Can't help it; I annoy him way too much."
"Well, that was awfully nice of him, but don't you think you should've talked it over with me or something like that?"
"He told me to tell you that he'd murder you if you didn't take me in."
"Hmm. The dude sure provides a good argument."
"Please, let me live here? I'm really helpful, and I promise not to get in the way. Please?" Al was now sporting the innocent puppy-dog-eyed look.
After a minute of trying to fight the cuteness, Kay sighed and gave up. "Okay, I guess. Just don't get in my way, okay?"
"Okay!" Al then wrapped Kay back in another hug and kissed her on the forehead. "Man, you rock!"
"Yeah, I know." She wrapped her arms around Al's neck and hugged him back. "So, where're the four band geeks?"
Suddenly, a loud, high-pitched scream rang out, coming from outside. 2D.
"I think we'll know in a minute," Al replied. The two then ran back out the front door and around to the back. With one look, they were able to figure out somewhat of what had happened. 2D was laying on his face on the grass, dressed in somewhat of an daredevil jumpsuit, a mountain bike laying right next to him, the wheels clicking as they turned on their own. Murdoc was laughing his ass off at the whole scene, and Noodle and Russel were just looking at him with pity.
"And, what happened today?" Kay asked, biting her bottom lip to hold in the giggles.
" 'D was talkin' about getting into extreme sports," Russel answered.
"An' the dullard launched 'imself offa ya roof!" Murdoc finished, leaning against the wall of the house, still laughing uncontrollably.
Kay gasped and looked up at the roof, noticing a makeshift ramp jutting out from it, held to it with...duct tape? "Why didn't you guys stop him?"
"We could not find him," Noodle said. "Then we went outside from the back, saw him on the roof, and watched as he slowly. . .fell from the sky and onto the ground with a thump." This only made Murdoc laugh harder, tears starting to pour out of his eyes.
Kay glared at him and then looked back down at 2D, who was groaning in pain. "Dude, are you okay?"
The singer struggled to get up, and finally was able to sit and support himself on the ground. "Well, I 'fink I gotta few bruises, but I'm okay."
Al sighed in relief. "Thank God. Why were you getting interested in extreme sports?"
"I dunno. I guess I'm tired of bein' the weakest person in the 'ole bloody world. I wanted t' try an' be summink more."
Kay rolled her eyes. "And your idea of being something more is launching yourself off of my roof and almost killing yourself?"
"It's a start, OKAY?"
Finally stopping to breathe, Murdoc discontinued laughing and scoffed at his singer's remark. "Bloke, a start for you in extreme sports would be t' ride a bike without trainin' wheels. After ya done wit' that, ya can probably ride a bike over the Grand Canyon or summink like that." He smirked.
2D's eyes widened in excitement. "Really? Ya 'fink so?"
"I know so-OW!" Murdoc's comment was rewarded with Russel punching him in the arm.
"Don' listen to him, 'D," the drummer said. "He's just bein' a jackass, like usual."
"Oh. . ." 2D looked down, now discouraged. His dreams were shattered. "I'll never jump da' Grand Canyon. . ."
"Jumping it ona mountain bike?" Noodle restated. "2D-sama, you have a better chance of seeing the Loch Ness monster than surviving a jump like that, or even making it."
"Yeah, guess ya right."
8:14 PM. . .
"And that's all you gotta do," Russel finished, handing Kay's pen and checkbook back to her. While the other four were downstairs watching a movie, Russel was instructing Kay on how to handle bills and balance her checkbook. Luckily, Kay was able to catch on pretty quickly.
"Thanks, Russ," she said with a smile. "I don't know what I'd do without you."
The drummer produced a smile of his own. "Eh, it's no big deal. I'm usually the one who has to do this kinda stuff 'round Kong anyway. Muds don't really do shit except screw every girl who goes inta the Studios."
Kay laughed. "Yeah, I can believe that. Ten groupies go in, no virgins come out. . .So, now I'm completely bored."
Russel raised an eyebrow. "Don't you have some more homework to do? Like say, studyin' for the test you have tomorrow?"
With a smirk, the young brunette propped her feet up on the table they were sitting at. "I'm waaaay too lazy to study. I'll do it in the morning and during free-time tomorrow in Global."
"Okay. But if you fail that thing, don't come cryin' to me."
"Understood. Still, I'm bored."
"KAY-SAN! KAY-SAN!"
"Praise the lord, my prayers have been answered!"
As if completely ironic, a rather happy Noodle skipped up the stairs and into the kitchen, jumping up and down like a little kid.
"Kay-san! Kay-san!" she repeated.
"What? What?" Kay asked, trying to sound as hyper as her friend just to humor her.
"I want to play a game! Do you want to play a game?"
"What game? 'Relax On The Sugar'?"
The young Jap laughed. "No, silly! I want to play dress-up!"
"Huh?"
"Please, Kay-san?"
Kay cocked an eyebrow. "Why on earth would you want to play dress-up?"
"Because, all of my friends from my Myspace account talked about when they were little kids, and they talked about playing dress-up. I never had that much of a childhood, so can we play? Please?"
"Um. . .sure, I guess."
"Yay! Come on!" And with that, Noodle grabbed Kay's wrist and led her back down the hall to her room. Russel just blinked in disbelief and went back to reading his newspaper.
Meanwhile, in Kay's room, the two girls were busy, throwing more and more clothes onto the huge pile of it from the closet. Noodle was doing most of the work; Kay was just watching her friend, amazed that she was so eager to play this game, and why she hand't played it before at her home, using her "brothers'" clothes. Though, the thought of Noodle dressing up as Murdoc sent a shiver down her spine.
"Noods, I got an idea," Kay suddenly announced. "You know the drawer in my dresser that has all the really colorful clothes?"
"Yes."
"Remember that picture in my manga book that had the fantasy-style pop princess?"
"Which one."
"The one that didn't look like Britney Spears in a Sailor Moon costume."
Noodle squealed. "You mean, you have the stuff that can help me look like her?"
"Yup, I think. Go and check." Kay then reached into the very back of her closet and pulled out her short red plaid skirt and a few other things. "I know what I'm gonna wear."
"Got any queens?"
"Go fish."
"Again? Damnit!" Al, 2D, and Murdoc were now all playing go fish in Kay's basement, to pass the time. And let's just say that Muds wasn't having the best of luck.
"I knew we should've played Monopoly instead of this fuckin' stupid card game, " he grumbled.
"Don' be a sore loser, Muds," said 2D, holding, surprisingly, two queens in his hand. "It's not our fault that ya can't play this game right."
" 'Ow do I know that you're not cheatin'?"
Smirking, 2D revealed his hand to his fellow band member, Al laughing his ass off the second he saw it. "I guess ya know now."
"That's it, face-ache! Run." He bassist cracked his knuckles and looked at 2D in pure anger.
"FIGHTING EVIL BY MOONLIGHT!
WINNING LOVE BY DAYLIGHT!
NEVER RUNNING FROM A REAL FIGHT
SHE IS THE ONE CALLED SAILOR MOON!"
Yelling in terror, the three boys covered their ears and squeezed their eyes shut. Who on earth was singing this loud? And with that bad of a song?
"Wot the fuck is that?" 2D tried to yell over the singing.
"Oh yeah, like we're gonna know, dumbass!" Al screamed at him.
"KAYLA! TURN THAT MUSIC DOWN!" Murdoc yelled out, getting up from his seat about a second later and starting to stomp up the stairs. The other two just shrugged and followed him up the stairs and down the hall to Kay's room, where the music stopped soon after they arrived at the door.
"What do you think they're doing in there?" Al asked, keeping his voice low now that the music was off.
"Doin' karaoke, ya moron," Murdoc snapped. "Whaddya think they're doin' in there? 'Avin' a tea party?"
"Shut up, Muds."
"Okay, Noods. My turn to sing," Kay's voice said from inside the room.
"Okay, Kay-san," Noodle said. "What are you going to sing?"
"Hmmm. Either 'Clint Eastwood' or 'Haunted'."
" 'Haunted'? Who is that song by?"
"Evanescence."
"Ooh, I really like that band!"
"And you've never heard that song?"
"Um, no, I have not. Can you sing that one instead of 'Clint Eastwood' for me?"
"Okay then. Can you skip that karaoke CD to number twelve and turn the volume down a bit? The boys might hear us."
"We 'eard ya the last time," Murdoc whispered from outside the door.
"Sure, Kay-san." Within a few seconds, the eerie, almost hypnotic, intro began, and Kay started to sing.
"Long lost words whisper softly to me
Still can't find what keeps me here
When all this time I've been so hollow
Inside
(I know you're still here)
Watching me, wanting me
I can feel you pull me down
Fearing you, loving you
I won't let you pull me down"
Outside the door, the three boys just stood there, amazed at her voice. Sure, she was no Amy Lee, but her voice stillfollowed the singer of Evanescence's melancholy and solemn path. (Author's Note to Aberrant Bliss: There, I noted that my voice is not--and will never--be as good as hers, that she is one of a kind, so you don't have to put a comment like that in your review. Although I'm pretty sure you're gonna put one there anyway. LOL!)
"Holy shit," Al gasped. "I didn't know she could sing that good!"
"Yeah, go fig'," 2D agreed.
"Oh, c'mon, you two!" Murdoc hissed. "She's not that good. I've 'eard betta'."
"Well, duh, Muds," Al said. "I'm sure more than a hundred. I never said she was the best."
"Right. Say, the door's open a crack. Why don' we take a peek inside?" Placing his hand on the door, he puhed it open about another inch, and all three of them took a look inside, all of them gasping at what they saw.
They couldn't see Noodle, seeing as how she was sitting on the bed against the wall, but they could definitely see enough of Kay. She was wearing not only that short plaid skirt, but also a black corset, tied in the back with red silk ribbons, and a pair of black leather boots, tight around her ankles.
"Holy shit, that's hot!" Al exclaimed.
"Yeah, she is!" Murdoc agreed.
"What?" At this point, both 2D and Al looked at Murdoc, Al doing a bit more glaring than just looking. "Back off, dude. She's my girlfriend!"
"I'm kiddin'! Geez, calm down; I meant the outfit was 'ot, not the person wearin' it."
Al growled. "Now, you've done it!"
"Al, stop!" 2D begged. "Y'know Muds is jus' bein' 'imself. There's nuthin' t' worry 'bout!"
"Guys, we can hear you all outside!" Noodle's voice called. "Just come in!"
Obeying the young girl, the three finally walked into the room, seeing Kay glaring at them with her arms crossed, the microphone tightly clenched in one hand. "Well, nice of you three to be spying on us outside. How very like a guy!"
"We were coming upstairs to tell you to turn down the volume andthen we would goback downstairs," Al said, trying hard not to notice the fact that he had a front view of Kay and her "ensemble"two feet in front of him at that very moment. Soon, it was too late. "But if you keep that outfit on, I can stay!"
Murdoc scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Pathetic."
Al looked back and noticed something. "If it's so pathetic, then stop staring at Kay, for the hundredth time."
"I wasn't!" the Satanist lied.
"It's not so big of a deal, Al," Kay said, walking closer to Al and slipping her hands into his. "I like all the attention."
"Even though it's negative attention?"
"Yup. 'Cuz believe me, I'm enjoying the firsts in my life for as long as I possibly can. And thanks alot for ruining my turn."
Well, now you know another part to the plot: someone else may have his eyes set on young Kay. Only time will tell where this is going to lead us, so stay tuned for the next chapter; it's coming out soon!