The second chapt. to Cry Little Sister!! XD It is MelloXNear so it is completely opposite from I Got To Get You Into My Life. So if you do not like that story, well you'll probably like this one!
I do not own Death Note!
"Hey freak!" a familiar voice shouted in my direction. I tried to ignore the names that were called at me and instead kept working on an algebra paper that was due in the afternoon. When an eight year old has to do circumference, you need some concentration. "Hey you! I'm talkin'…" the voice came closer, and then a pair if hands slammed on my desk. "to you!" I stared at the hands on my desk as if staring at them could make them go away. But then again I didn't want them to leave me. I finally looked up and I saw Mello, not surprised. My grey orbs met his blue ones, and he snarled at me. That was always the snarl that told me he wanted me to look scared. I would never be scared of such a beautiful creature, no matter how impulsive he was.
"That bitch Linda told me that you got number one on the major semester test!" He leaned in closer to my face, so close that I could actually feel his hot breath on my face. I started to feel something at the pit of my stomach. "Is this true? Even though I didn't sleep for 8 days studying and reviewing for this stupid test, you made the top score of 99.8, while I got 99.4?!" I sometimes cursed at how intelligent I was because I knew that if I weren't so smart, Mello would probably like me like he did with Matt. I was sometimes so jealous of Matt only because of his relationship with Mello. It was said for them to be boyfriends, and the day I heard it my heart crumpled. I told him in my calm voice "Yes, you heard correct." Mello gave a death glare at me, angered by the fact he was in second place again and that my tone of voice was calm and cool. Even though I didn't look like it, I was a little nervous. As he continued to study my face I could feel my heart pounding right out of my chest. I had to finish our little talk.
"Well Mello I'd love to chat more, but as you can see I'm working." I looked down at my paper waiting for the blond to leave me to my work. He stayed there, just scowling at me. "I don't care if you're working." He firmly said. "I want to know ho-" Mello was cut off as Matt began to walk over to him. "Hey, Mels, some of the guys outside need another player, you want to?" Matt looked over at me. The orange tinted goggles hid his eyes very well, so even I couldn't tell his reaction to see me talking with Mello. My mental question was solved when he gave a tiny wave, one that didn't really say 'hello' as more of 'I want to see if you can talk, little person', and a "Sup Near." I brushed off his little greeting and looked over to the blond. Apparently when Matt showed up, his features became brighter than they were a couple minutes ago. I hid my jealousy.
As the blond and his friend began to walk away from me, I quickly said something that would make Mello come back later, that would make him angry at me and I'd earn a whack in the head. My departing sentence was, "Try harder next time and you might get ahead." The footsteps stopped and I knew that Mello was furious at my little comment. Matt put his goggles around his neck, and his eyes gave off a worried look as Mello stomped over to me and grabbed my white collar. Jackpot.
"What the fuck did you say to me?!" the furious blond almost yelled in my face. I realized my eyes were closed and I slowly opened them to see Mello's face. He was so close to me, our noses were almost touching. Warmth in my stomach grew, and I started to regret what I said. But only a little. He let go of my collar and grabbed a handful of my snowy white hair, which he pulled on firmly, causing me to make a muffled yelp that he could barely hear. Mello let go of my hair and put both hands on his hips and said with a scowl, "I'm older than you, so unless you want a good beating, show some goddamn respect."
And with that he left me to my long awaited work that was yet to be completed. As I started to work again I began to smell the scent of delicious chocolate on me…
"And so, we can all agree that it was the Karankawa who were cannibals, but only because of religious beliefs." Mrs. Wilson looked around the class as everyone nodded their heads in agreement. She put her book down and started to fix here orange hair into a bun as she asked the class, "And what beliefs were these?" A few hands shot up. Mrs. Wilson sat up from her desk and looked at the students with her brown eyes. "Near!" Hands went down as I was called on. "What beliefs?"
I could almost feel my brain cells going through files around my brain in a frenzy as I finally answered, "The Karankawa were cannibals because they thought they could gain the persons power and spirit if they consumed them." Mrs. Wilson nodded and smiled. "Yes! Yes, exactly!" I sat up as my favorite teacher praised me. Mrs. Wilson never told her age, but I think she was in her late thirties. She was tall, didn't have a good figure, and had very white skin that was dotted with freckles. You could say she was plain, but her personality always made up for that. I'm so grateful I have her and not that other Social Studies teacher, Mr. Rumple. I heard from Linda that Matt was his target, and that gave me the creeps. Mrs. Wilson was certainly not a pedophile.
As the teacher wrote on the board, Cannibals, she turned around quickly, cupped one hand around her mouth as if she was telling a secret and said, "It is said that the meat between your fingers is the sweetest meat of all." She turned around again to the board, and students began to give disgusted looks at their fingers. I slowly looked down at y little pale hand and thought; I don't think I have any meat…. Suddenly a buzzing noise filled the school, and just like that, it became Friday afternoon. "All right, kiddies, don't forget that we're taking the Texas state test next Monday." I was the only one left in the class because of how slow I pack. Usually the kids knock me down from getting up so quickly.
I said 'good-bye' to Mrs. Wilson who was currently erasing the board, and headed out to my room where I would finish watching that one movie that I stumbled across in the hall yesterday, 'The Lost Boys.' The DVD case looked really interesting and it had Cory Feldman in it. He wasn't a Mello, but he sure was good-looking.
When I returned to my room, ready to watch the rest of my movie, I noticed that the case was gone. If the case was gone, then the DVD was gone to. I pouted to myself. There goes my afternoon. I lay down on my blue bed in thought, wondering who took my Lost Boys and why? It didn't take that long for me to realize that it must've been Mello and Matt, his way of getting back at me from this morning. I sighed as my thoughts started to collide with conflict and things that were miniscule in the world at this moment, even for me.
Should I go get it? No, I'll just get spit in my face. I wonder if I'll ever see the rest of that movie? Actually Edgar and Allen Frog kinda remind me of Mello and Matt. Actually, who in the world has the last name of 'Frog?' then again, who comes up with the name 'Near?' Some man named Far? He he, that was kind of funny. Speaking of names, the name 'Wiest' sounds funny. I would laugh at that name all day if I wasn't so shut in, but what can you do? I wonder if Mello doesn't like me because I'm shy and creepy looking. That couldn't be, he's a friend with Matt and Matt isn't exactly a social butterfly…I stopped my thinking as I started to fall in and out of sleep. I was so bored that I could take a nap at 5:00 in the afternoon.
Thoughts of the blond drifted through my head as the song I recently heard on The Lost Boys popped into my head.
A last fire will rise behind
those eyes
Black house will rock, blind boys don't lie
Immortal
fear, that voice so clear
Through broken walls, that scream I
hear
Cry, little sister - Thou shall not fall
Come to your
brother - Thou shall not die
Unchain me, sister - Thou shall not
fear
Love is with your brother - Thou shall not kill….
Second Chapter done! Review!!