Here is Chapter one for you all to get a drift of what's it like. Don't worry there will be more but it'll take its time. You see, limited internet resources, busy with school, family problems (apparently about my older brother), etc. Well anyways, enjoy and its in First Person Point Of View so yeah...
Enjoy (..)
Chapter One:
Introductions
"You can't be serious?"
"And why wouldn't I be?"
"Come on already!"
"I said no, and that's final"
I've told him before many times, there was no chance I was to join his little stupid excuse of a club. He pouted and crossed his arms over his chest, glaring at me but I knew that he could not hold such a glare as dark as mine would have been.
"Kizu, they say you're the best one around the place" he assured me sighing, "Mrs. Yuiko told me that your grades are great, your sportsmanship and skills in it are awesome and overall you're an A-rank student in this school. You can help us"
I snorted, "Yeah right, as if"
"Come on! Don't be so cruel, Kizu!" he begged actually falling to his knees.
I smirked. This was actually the first time I had anyone beg to me this much. The last I remembered was when I was in year 4 and I had dumped a year 5's head down the toilet when they were talking bad behind my back. I chuckled, not a nervous one or for guilt but from remembrance of the poor older child's face when he was sent down the toilet bowl. The true face of horror never seizes to amaze me.
"Heh" I snorted and turned on my heels leaving the poor boy to himself.
There was no way in hell I would join them. Never in my life would I let the same thing happen. I won't be the one, the one to be used once again. I've had enough I'll tell you. Enough of everybody and their problems…
What matters to me now, is only me. ONLYme and no one else.
But anyways…
My name is Kizu Bokyaku but to everyone in my grade refers to call me The Cold One. Like, what the hell? But anyways, I don't really give a damn as long as they keep it to themselves and I don't have to hear it. Currently, I used to be much more…open then this but that was before a whole lot of shit came and destroyed me…
I rather not speak of it…
I rather not dig into my business so stay the hell away from there…
Other then that, the teachers call me the A-rank student since I have excellent grades and all. I don't see how I came to be such a success and all but I don't really care – as far as I remember, my mother was a pretty smart women. And a hot one too…
She would have had it all if she didn't marry the shit of my father Mr. Bokyaku…
Man, I swear, I'm going to give that old hag what he deserves one day…
One day…
Well, it doesn't matter now. I don't really care about it until I'm in the mood. That reminds me, I may be considered the best A-ranked student about but I'm also the most rebellious rebel about. Honestly, what kind of life had made me into the person I am today? I don't want to get into it…
Let's just keep it clean.
You leave me alone and I won't bother to dunk you into shit…
…
I'm currently in my last years of high school. Yeah, I'm still attending for my future sake. I ain't falling to the life of a scum like my father. I bet his off gambling all his savings again…
Darn fag.
I don't have any friends and that guy back there, his some sort of science club freak and wants me to join it to "help" him. Pffft, as if.
Making my way down the hallway, I noticed that today was just as lively regardless of the cold snow clogging up everything in a land of white. I tucked my hands in my pocket and breathed into my red scarf. Even in the school, it was freezing and it was as cold as hell. Some school this is, cheap more like it. The wallpapers were even coming off, and there were graffiti everywhere. Gangs in the past must have did this because before I came, it was already there. Rubbish was everywhere since this morning's strike and the teachers were outside trying to chill the students into help clean the place up.
If they did that whole assembly crap about detention for everyone to clean the shit up, I'm skipping.
Hearing the school's hall system radio turn on, I winched myself tightly hearing the principal's rasp voice shrilling in the radio.
"Attention students, all must appoint themselves to the cafeteria this morning before classes. A school assemble will be held about the state of the school"
Right…
I'm skipping.
Smirking I made my way down the hallway and turned into another fork to see some girls chatting about their lives. Lipsticks, fashion, whatever these girls were talking about, they stopped to smile at me.
Screw you…
I ignored them and made my way through another hallway. Turning to the first room which clearly read A-154, I swung open the door and closed it behind me. Ah, the perfect place to get your self away from the crap of school. There were only a handful of students that knew this area and they were either drinkers, smokers, gang mobs or total emos. Trotting to the teacher's art storeroom I pulled out a key.
Heh, it was easy as cake to steal the Master key to every room in the school. I just had to fake myself into seeing the principle and told him some lie that would make him run out of the room then look through his mess. I managed to even score myself a new cell phone which I sold for over 60 bucks. Yeah, so not worth it but I have my ways.
I unlocked the door and shut it behind me. Walking to the end of the small room, I knelt at a small rug and pulled it off to reveal a secret trap door. Heh, this would definitely get me out of cleaning the school's crap.
"Hey"
I blinked and stared over my shoulders to see a male student.
"…."
"Don't need to be like that, I saw you come in here. Had to pick the lock to let myself in though" he smirked stalking up to me. "I'm Katoki Sojurito, you must be The Cold One"
I blinked my eyes and turned to open the trap door. Without looking back, I jumped in and landed on my feet. It wasn't very low or far to reach the bottom but there was a large mattress that the rebel boys used in case they hurt themselves in the jump down. Katoki followed after me when I moved out of the way.
Darn, others must have been caught trying to escape from the teachers…now I'm stuck with this weird idiot here for a while…
"So, whatcha been up to lately?" he asked me staring around the long tunnel.
The room was lit with many candles and lanterns. Chairs and tables were set around. It was like a perfect place to cool your self around. There was even a mini fridge and a TV set with CDs players and a pool table. I heard that this place used to belong to a bunch of skipping year 12s'.
"…" I hated to talk and interact with another one of these people. It just wasn't in me and they learnt to leave me be, knowing that I may beat the shits out of them.
"This is actually my third time being here" he told me as I rolled my eyes and switched on the mini TV. I'm amazed they have electricity in here.
"I also heard from the guys that you don't like to talk to them." He smiled whipping back his long blond dyed fringe. "Is it that you're scared of them? Or you're scared to catch something off them?"
"…" I had nothing to say, with my eyes still glued to the TV.
There was an action flick playing and I didn't give a damn what it was mainly about. It was neither about some hero saving some chick or some guy trying to save the world. Bull shit.
"Haarrrr" he echoed in the room as he sat down opposite of me. "I see, you into action movies?"
"…" I immediately switched it off and shoved away from him regardless of the distant between us already. Man I really have to get myself some sort of ear plunges to block this dude's voice. I hate it whenever they try to get to know me. Just piss off already…
"Shy are we? Wait, you don't seem the type…how about you're afraid of me?"
Rolling my eyes I stood and opened the fridge to pop myself a can of coke. Drinking myself will chill me from losing it on this guy. I don't give a damn if he's new to this skipping classes and stuff, but I really didn't want to be trapped with him. Where were the others?
Seriously.
"Is there more in there? Could you throw me one?" he asked watching me chug it down. Staring at him I opened the fridge again and pulled out another coke can. The second last one…
I smirked inside and turned to the dirty sink. Clicking it open, I drained the coke can of all its contents and then threw the empty can at him. He duck and stared at me bewilder at my actions.
"Yo man, what's the deal? I said give me one" he complained.
I chuckled, its time I said something cool here. "Yeah, I did but you never mention in what state"
He blinked his eyes and became quiet. Just the way I wanted things to be. Drinking the last bit of coke away I chucked it into the small trash bin and stared darkly at the slow ticking watch on my wrist.
Another hour and they should be done cleaning the place up.
Guess I should sleep the whole way until their done. Flopping myself on the couch, I kicked my legs onto the armrest and folded my arms behind my head. The ceiling was the only view I could see and the only noise was the TV that Katoki had recently switch on. Sleep soon over took me and I dreamt of darkness.
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I overslept.
It was around two hours before Katoki had finally got off his ass and woke me. He shook me like a maniac to wake me up and I glared at him for doing so. We exited the room and checked if there was any class in the art room. None, good thing too.
"So what class do you have now?" he asked me pausing me in my tracks. "I have business studies in district C"
So?
I ignored him and begun to walk regardless of his shouting out to me. Whoever this freak is, his already pissing me off by waking me up like that. Who the hell wakes up people by shaking them like they're dead?
Well, it doesn't matter now, just have to avoid him and there won't be any problems in my life with him ever again.
Upon entering my class, everyone immediately froze and the spotlight was on me. The teacher paused and pulled his glasses further up the brim of his nose before walking towards me.
"Mr. Bokyaku…care to explain your absent for the first period of the class?"
I blinked my eyes lazily at him. Who gives the shits?
"Busy"
"Busy?" he sounded surprise but I knew it was an act. "With what?"
Oh go screw yourself in the corner. Leave me alone for once; I ain't got any time to waste babbling to your nonsense.
"Principal"
"Oh, I see – then you may take a seat but I expect that you would have warned me in the start of the period Mr. Bokyaku"
Screw off…
For the entire time in class, it had been a bore and it made me want to smack myself for even attending school today. Everything they taught me today, I learnt it ages ago. They're just reapplying everything over and over again but changed around only a bit. I skipped the last two classes before school to dig myself at some small café down town. Why would I attend when there was nothing good to do? There was always tomorrow also too and the rest of my stay in that year.
Sighing I stabbed my small shortcake with the fork in one hand and sighed. Maybe, I thought, it was about time I get those ear plunges to block those people out.
I smirked and threw some cash down at the table before stuffing the entire cake piece in my mouth and walking out of the café. Wiping my mouth with my school blazer, I searched around for an electronic shop.
I forgot, I didn't bring that much cash today so I didn't bother looking for an expensive one. Just another one of those cheap good ones would do.
"Hey there boy" coughed the sick shopkeeper, "looking for something good?"
"Yeah" I said half uninterested at the other items about, "A CD player or something"
"Oh, I got just the thing" he coughed snorting up all his snorts. Wiping his nose on his sleeve, I started to rethink of buying anything in here.
He escorted me to the table at the end of the shop which had many kinds of CD players. Each and every one of them was pretty expensive and I clung at the sight of good looking ones worth over the amount I had. Before I could say anything, I blinked my eyes to catch a glimpse of what appeared to be what I was looking for. To my side, in a glass case, it appeared to be an old but good sturdy CD player. I pointed at that one as the shopkeeper followed my gaze.
"Eh? I was going to throw that junk out" he answered seeing the rust and dust covering it. "No one buys it because it's too old fashion"
What the hell? Whatever, it's old so I can get a discount and then just cover it up with my shirt or in my pocket.
"How much is it?"
"Huh? You gonna buy it?" he questioned shocked.
I gave him a look, "if I didn't, I wouldn't ask"
"Oh, but I never thought of the price. I've been dropping it so far that no one would even take it seeing how cheap it is…I know. Why don't you just take it for free?"
What the shits? That's just better. I smirked and agreed to his arrangements. He packed the CD player nicely but froze when he thought of something.
"You'll need Headphones with that" he stated seeing how it would only accept certain headphones. "I know, you pay for the headphones"
Darn it…
He gave me another cheap one yet it looked much more into fashion then the CD player. It was slick and black, with silver lining at some parts. It would do I guess so I paid and walked out but froze when he called out for me.
"Oh! I almost forgot. You might hear some weird sounds and stuff because of it been built back then. But don't worry, it won't be anything bad – it'll go away eventually and I don't do refunds"
I gave him a look. Great, now I can't give it back but oh wells – I didn't pay for it, just the headphones anyways. Stuffing it into my bag and decided to head for work now. Yes, I work – for the sake of my own money. Not my hell of a dad, not some other people. Just for me.
ME.
END:
Yay, this is it...yeah i'll let you wonder and guess what's ahead and going on. Any questions just ask and i'll patch them up for you when I'm back on. Harrrr...