Chapter 16.
April 27th, 1984.
Friday.
Allen sighed heavily as he glanced back at the clock above the teachers spiked blonde head of hair, which was situated in the very front of all the students in the head of the class room.
The teacher that was sitting in front of them all, was Reever Wenham, and he was asleep, again.
And the afternoon period of classes has just begun not twenty minutes ago.
"God..." Groaned a familiar voice from behind Allen.
The white-haired teenager glanced over his shoulder, turning slightly around to face the teenage long-haired girl curiously.
Lenalee met Allen's eyes with a bored glaze inside her own, and groaned lightly under her breath once again and propped an elbow up on her desk to cradle her chin in her hand.
"Will this day ever end?" The bassist whined quietly.
"Yesterday it did." Allen stated, voice serious. "But today is Friday so...No." Allen replied, smirking at the pouting Chinese girl in front of him.
Lenalee groaned aloud and slammed her hands onto her desk, inwardly flinching at how loud the noise came out more than she had meant it to into that silent room.
The noise managed to startle the sleeping teacher awake, and when he pulled his head off of the desk that sat in front of him, and narrowed his eyes directly to the head of dark long-hair, that is currently hung low on a desk situtated behind the new student, Allen Walker, he had to "tsk" the girl and her behavior.
"Lenalee, I shouldn't have to remind you of all people that this is study hall time," Reever pressed, pausing to yawn lazily. "And that means the room should be absolutely quiet in order for other students to study. I suggest that you do the same." Reever droned, kicking his legs up onto the desk in front of him as he started to lean back further in his chair get comfortable.
Lenalee sighed in exasperation, but nodded her head, reluctantly that is. "Yes sir..." She droned robotically. She poked Allen in his shoulder blade. "I'd rather repeat Sophmore year than stay in this bunk room." She whispered grumpily.
"Don't wish such a thing." The white-haired teenager scolded quietly from over his shoulder.
Lenalee merely shrugged uncaringly, but when she noticed that the white-haired teenager's attention was back onto his books in front of him, she couldn't help but smirk deviously as she swiftly ripped off a sheet of blank paper, and with a bright red marker clenched tightly in her pale hand, she scrawled on the blank sheet of paper with lazy hand writing.
After she was done writing her note, she quickly poked Allen in his dark grey clad shoulder blade.
And instantly, Allen lowers his hand down from his desk and holds his hand out-stretched towards the bassist behind him.
Lenalee dropped the note into the out-stretched hand with a gleeful smile.
Quickly lifting the paper onto his desk, before Reever had time to opene his eyes, Allen read the note.
"Let's ditch study hall!" Said Lenalee, in her messy hand writing.
Allen rolled his eyes in exasperation and quickly wrote a reply, then lowered his hand back down and offered the paper back to Lenalee.
Who quietly opened the note, and frowned at the message inside.
"No." Was the simple reply.
"You're such a wimp!" Lenalee replied back, underlining the word "wimp" twice. She then poked Allen in the shoulder blade again, then dropped the note into the out-stretched hand.
Allen wrinkled his brow at the reply, and with a reluctant huff, began writing his reply back.
"What?" Came the answer.
Lenalee rolled her eyes with passion at Allen's reply and scribbled half-assed. "You heard me!"
Just as Allen was about to reply back, he was cut off by the sound of Reever's dull and monotone voice piping up from the very front of the classroom.
"Allen Walker, you wouldn't mind sharing what the note has to say, for all of us to hear, right?" Reever drawled lazily, pointing an accusing finger in Allen's direction.
And Allen nodded his head stiffly. "Yes, I would mind. Sir." Came his uneasy reply. The sniggering of the student's made him blush in embarrassment.
"Allen, if you don't read what the note has to say, then I recommend you go straight to Komui's office right away, and give him the note." Reever stated, voice serious as he lifted himself off of his chair to glare daringly into the young teenager's grey eyes.
Allen peeked behind his shoulder, then scowled angrily when he noticed that the teenage girl was merely smiling at him, innocently.
You're no help at all! Allen hissed inside his head.
Growling under his breath, Allen got up from his chair and cleared his throat, paper poised directly in front of his face, he began reading. "The note says, 'Remember to tell Mr. Wenham, that we have to take pictures for this year's school book pictures.' It also says. 'And don't forget to get hall passes from him. We have to hurry if we're going to make it on time'." Allen easily lied, straight faced, and serious as he pulled the paper away.
Reading the note as though he was reciting poetry.
And with a innnocent smile directed at Reever, he stuffs the notes into his pocket and with a hip cocked to the side, he straightens out his clothes and clears his throat.
"Erm, so...May we be excused?" Asked Allen with a curious tilt of his head.
Reever only rolled his eyes, and without looking where he hand was going, pulls out two hall passes from within his desk, writes his signature on the both of them, and holds them out expectantly towards the two.
Which the two quickly respond to that gesture, by rushing forward towards his desk, ripping the hall passes right out from his hands, as they quickly dash back to their desks to gather their notebooks and pencils.
But just as Lenalee and Allen rush for the door, located on the other side of the classroom, with their books clenched underneath their arms tightly-Reever's voice cracks the smile right off of Allen's face instantly.
"Because you wouldn't lie, would you Allen?"
Slowly turning around from the door, to face Reever with an uncomfortable expression.
Allen shrugged a shoulder casually. "Uhm, I might...?" He trailed off nervously.
The entire classroom, including Reever, burst out laughing at the white-haired teenagers reply and point mocking fingers at him.
"Yeah, right! The ace student, lying to skip class...!" Reever laughed, clutching a hand to his side.
Allen blushed furiously, quickly turned back around, and stormed out of the classroom without looking back.
With a snickering Lenalee at his side.
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"What the bloody hell is Reever's problem?' Allen hissed, angrily. "I can skip class! Look! I just did it!" Allen shouted, stomping his feet.
They both stood within the students parking lot, situated on the left hand side of the parking lot in the very front of the school.
Lenalee shushed him, by raising a manicured finger up towards his face and pressing her finger against his lips.
"Keep it cool Al," She whispered harshly. "Kanda might've parked his truck way in the back of the parking lot, but we're just right in front of the school!" She hissed. "If you hadn't noticed." She stated, rolling her eyes.
Allen pursed his lip in displeasure and cocked his hip to the side. "I doubt anyone would be able to see us Lena..." He whispered his reply. "Let alone be able to hear us from within a building." He stated sarcastically.
Kicking his shoe into the truck's tire, he blinked at the driver's door handle. Allen curiously lifted his hand, and clutched onto the door's handle with ease.
"I doubt it's open, but I'm gonna check anyways." Allen informed Lenalee, who was peeking from behind his shoulder.
He pulled the handle forward, towards himself, and the door opened silently.
Blinking again at being able to open the truck's door, he smiled deviously over to Lenalee.
"Wanna go for a ride?" he asked mischeivously.
Lenalee smirked in delight and hopped to the passenger door. "Sure! But Kanda will kill you once he finds out though." She quipped, hopping into the truck without hesitation and buckling herself into the seat.
Allen shrugged uncaringly and hopped into the driver's side with ease. "That's if he finds out. But he won't." He answered honestly, buckling his seatbelt, he gripped the steering wheel in both his hands with an eager grin.
"This is, and I kid you not, going to be my first time driving." Allen stated in excitement.
They both look down to the ignition.
To see that the keys were gone.
Allen slumped forward and banged his head against the steering wheel. "Ugh...He leaves the doors open, but takes the keys?" He bemoaned, disappointment clear in his tone.
"Well...At least he remembers to not leave his keys..." Lenalee sighed, exasperated.
"He's such a burn out." Allen deadpanned. But he smirked to himself, despite feeling a bit bummed out that his plan on ditching school entirely, was shot down in cold blood.
A hard slam on the driver's side window made both Allen and Lenalee scream in fright.
But once they both look over to the window, they are faced with the beautiful image of a glaring Kanda, who had his keys in hand and holding them up towards the window as he jingled them in the air.
As if saying: "I got them, dickweed."
Allen, unsteadily, unbuckled his seat belt with a nervous smile plastered across his pale face and waved timidly to Kanda.
"Will he kill for attempting grand theft auto?" He whispered to Lenalee.
Who merely nodded her head. "Unfortunately, yes, he will."
Just as Allen sat back in the driver's seat and was about to open the driver's door, Kanda ripped opened the door, grabbed the teen by the collar of his shirt, and tore him out of the seat to throw him against his truck menacingly.
"What—the fuck—are you doing? Walker?" Kanda seethed, glaring dangerously into Allen's terrified eyes.
"I-I was...Keeping...Your seat warm?" Allen replied, nervously.
"Tch. Try that again, dickweed, and I'll break off your legs. And leave you hobbling by yourself." Kanda intoned, his words coming out clear and honest. "Just because you tried stealing my fucking truck." He growled.
As though he was ready to do just that.
"Hey...You remembered my last name." Allen replied timidly, small smile appearing on his face. "My first name is Allen. Just to remind you." Allen stated, still smiling small.
Kanda rolled his eyes, and pushed him aside. "Get in." He growled once he sat comfortably in his seat, slamming the trucks door hard into Allen's face.
Allen gave a confused look over to Lenalee in the passengers seat, and when he received a shrug from the smiling Chinese girl, he merely shrugged himself and went to the back of the truck.
Not about ready to argue with an already seething Japanese guitar player.
Just as he jumped onto the trucks tailgate, he saw that Lavi already lounging in the back, with his bandana covered over his eye.
"Lavi?"
"Allen?" Lavi replied, peeking through his bandana with a curious blink. "What're you doing here? Don't you have class?" He asked, sitting up to make room.
Allen took a seat beside the red-head in the trunk and nodded his head. "Yeah, but I'm skipping." He answered, smirking evilly.
The truck's ignition started, and both Lavi and Allen held on for dear life as the truck zoomed back in reverse, only to quickly whip forward and out of the school's parking lot. Tires screeching in resenment at the mistreatment and they did a complete 180 out of the school's parking lot in a large cloud of exhaust smoke.
"You're actually skipping!?" Lavi shouted over the wind blasting through his ears.
Allen nodded again with a smile. "Yeah! I can be bad too Lavi!' He informed the one-eyed drummer.
Who merely shook his head with a smirk. "You got guts kid!" he shouted to the white-haired lead singer.
Allen only smiled happily as he turned around to face the window of Kanda's truck, he slid open the window and stuck his white-head through with a grin. "So, where do you guys usually go when you ditch school?" he shouted to the guitarist.
Who looked over his shoulder, with a smirk, and sharply turned the steering wheel.
Causing the white-haired teenager to bang his head against the frame of the window, hard.
"Ow!" Allen shouted, holding the side of his head with a frown. "You didn't have to do that!"
Kanda did it again.
"Dammit! Quit it!" Allen shouted, holding the side of his head with a hand as he glared passively into Kanda's rearview mirror.
Kanda only meets the British teenager's eyes in his rearview mirror and sneered.
Allen quickly shut the window closed after that, and took a seat besie the red-head again, with a frown. "That guy..." he trails of dangerously.
"That guy...Is hot...?" Lavi piped up, poking Allen in the ribs teasingly.
Allen responded to that teasing gesture, by slapping his hand with a scowl. "He is not!"
Lavi merely laughed at the scowling/blushing expression and wrapped an arm around Allen's shoulders with a grin. "Chill dude! I'm only teasing ya!" He replied.
"I don't like that type of teasing." Allen complained.
"Because it makes you think it's true?"
"Get bent."
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After driving around the city for a whole hour, and with Allen and Lavi both a shivering and sniffling mess-because of the cold rushing wind that is constantly blasting against their faces-they now sat in the very back seats, inside Kanda's truck.
With Allen squashed in the seat situated right behind Kanda, he moved his shoe slightly to the side, to relieve him of the little sliver of pain that is starting to spark inside his cramped ankle, he soon growled in frustration and moved the toe of his shoe again.
"Quit fucking kicking my ass!" Kanda roared over his shoulder.
"Well budge up!" Allen retorted. "I'm cramped back here!"
"Budge up? Tha' fuck?"
"It means 'move' you idiot!"
"Fuck off!"
"Why don't you go play in traffic stoner!?"
"Eat shit and die, poser!"
"Boys, boys..." Lenalee tried to calm down the sitatuation, exasperatingly.
"Why is the truck swaying?" Lavi asked with a yawn. Finally sitting up from his seat and cracked his neck. The red-head looked calmly down at his watch, and noticed that he managed to sleep for 5 minutes.
"Because Joanie here isn't paying any attention to the road whatsoever!" Allen shouted to Lavi. He reached over and tried to grab the steering wheel to steady the swaying of the truck right out from Kanda's hands.
But Kanda slapped away his hand angrily. "You're in my way fucker!"
"Get bent!"
"I'm gonna pull oh'va, jus' so I can-"
"Joanie! Look out for the keg in the middle of the road!" Lenalee screamed from the passenger seat, tightly shutting both her eyes with her hands.
Lavi held onto Lenalee's seat for dear life, Allen wrapped both his arms around Kanda's seat, and clawed unknowingly into Kanda's shoulder blades in the process, Kanda sharply turned the wheel into a fast right turn, and skidded harshly into a complete 180 in the middle of the vacant road with a loud: "FUCK!"
Where they land in a tire screeching halt.
All of them were panting, they were looking furiously around to inspect the damage of each other. But when they all noticed that they were perfectly fine, minus the few scrapes and scratches on Kanda's shoulders, they all moved towards Lenalee's side of the truck. While Kanda, rolled down his window and sat on the driver's door.
And there they saw the most glorious sight that all teenager's would be blessed to see, witness, and maybe...Call their very own.
A large keg of beer sat in the middle of the road, shining in all of it's glory underneath the bright rays of the sun, and the wind chose that exact moment to pick up, and when it did the warm breeze ghosted through each of the band members hair.
"It's beautiful..." Lavi trailed off, his eye wide in awe and mouth slightly agape in wonder.
Allen stared in equal amazement at the metal shining keg.
Lenalee held a still slightly trembling hand to her mouth, and gazed longingly at the keg.
And Kanda slid back inside the cab of his truck and started up his truck. "We're taking it." He said in determination. "Cyclops, Old-man, get the keg and put it in the back of the truck. Whoever lost it is a complete idiot." Kanda ordered sternly.
"Why do I have to haul it?" Allen asked. "It's huge!"
"Because you have two legs and a fuckin' heartbeat!" Kanda roared, patience lost. "Now get the fuck out and steal it!" He demanded.
Allen and Lavi quickly hopped out of the cab of the truck and ran to the keg.
Kanda sighed heavily and pulled his truck into reverse.
Lenalee quirked an eyebrow at her Japanese friend and smiled. "You could've asked nicely."
"They wouldn't listen to me, even if I was nice." Kanda replied easily. "This way is much faster to get things done."
Lenalee merely smirked. "My rolemodel ladies and gentlemen."
"Bag your face." Kanda stated, smirking small.
Once both of the band members made it to the keg, Kanda's truck reversed towards them, and parked right in front of keg. Lavi was the first one to make it to the keg, and once he did, he ran his hands all around the keg and sighed in pure bliss.
"Oh God, what I wouldn't give for a house party now." Lavi announced, grinning.
Allen wrinkled his nose in confusion. "But didn't you say that your Grandpa was back from his trip?"
Lavi groaned aloud and dropped to his knees in front of the keg and wrapped his arms around it in desperation. "Please don't even speak his name! I need a break Al! Don't you?"
"But if you do have a house party, where exactly are you gonna have it?" Allen asked, tilting his head to the side and cradling his chin in his hand in thought.
Lavi's smirk grew devious and calculating as he stood up and placed a strong hand onto Allen's shoulder. "Where do you think Al?" He asked camly.
Allen quickly shook his head. "No way! No bloody way in hell am I going to have a house party at my house!" Allen furiously refused. "Don't you remember that I have a room mate? That goes by the name of Cross, and he's also my foster father?"
"Oh come on Al!" Lavi pleaded dropping down to his knee's in front of the British teenager and wrapped his arms around the shorter teenager's legs. "Didn't you say that Cross is never home on Friday nights? Besides, its only gonna be me, you, Lenalee, and Kanda! No one else would bother to show up!" Lavi tried to reason with the white-haired teen.
Who was still furiously shaking his head in refusal.
"What the fuck is taking long? It's one keg!" Kanda roared from out his window.
Allen pursed his lip indispleaure at the tone, but when he looked down to Lavi, to see that the red-haired drummer had both his hands together in a pleading manner as he stared up at him with his lip quivering slightly.
"Please, Allen?" The drummer pleaded. He wasn't begging for just any party, but he was begging for a party at Allen's house.
That in itself was a giant feat for him to accomplish, there was a reason why Lavi was now begging, because Allen was just too much of a goody goody, and that had lead the red-head to resort to begging and pleading with the Brit.
There was just no other way to reason with the white-haired teenager unless Lavi stooped to a low right in front of him.
Allen groaned aloud and slapped a hand to his hip, "Just help me get this keg inside the truck before Kanda comes out here and kicks both of our arses."
"But what about the party?" Lavi asked, blinking in confusion.
"We'll talk about it later."
"Why later?"
"Because we have to check on something first, before we plan anything!" Allen shouted, pointing to the keg and the truck. "Now help me get this keg in the truck before I throw it!" Allen snapped, gesticulating wildly.
Lavi quickly backed away slowly, holding up his hands in mock surrender, and held onto the keg's handles and started heaving the keg in the back of the truck without the help of Allen.
Lenalee smirked out the window, then turned towards Kanda seated next to her. "I guess your not the only one that uses those tactics." Lenalee stated with a small giggle.
Kanda merely shrugged his shoulder. "Whatever. Like I said, talk calmly to an idiot, and its like talking to a brick wall, it just doesn't care."
Lenalee frowned at that confusing sentence. "Uhh...I don't get it."
"Exactly." Kanda deadpanned, nodding his head.
"Kanda...Your scaring me." Lenalee mumbled.
"Good."
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And there you have it, chapter 16 to RNRH! :D
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