Me: *Grinning* WHOOHOO! SECOND CHAPTER! AREN'T YOU EXCITED LIKE I AM?

*Screams and passes out* *Alex rushes to Tiger and fans face*

Lacey: Uh, I guess we'll do the disclaimer today then.

Rosalie: Yep… she's insane alright.

Avery: I think she ate a whole bag of marshmallows this morning.

Rosalie: OHHH. That explains the passing out part.

Avery: Mmhm.

Rosalie: Anyways, Tiger126 -

Lacey: Doesn't own anything except -

Rosalie: Lacey, Rosalie, Alex… and ME!

Me: ENJOY!

*Passes out again*

Avery: *Face plams* Oh god…

Chapter 2: Japan Japan!

Avery POV.

"Ugh! Thank god we got all our stuff in this house!" I said, throwing my hands up in the air. The girls and I were actually going to stay at Alex's house. Alex is in fact loaded (as am I. And Lacey and Rosalie too). That's probably because her parents are top assassins for both the government, and random people. A fact I've known when I met her and the other girls in middle school. What can I say? I like to stay informed. The government puts up with Alex's parents because they're so good at their job, and they never kill anyone who shouldn't be killed. Just the usual drug lord or something. Also, due to the fact that Alex's parents kill people, many people actually want to kill Alex herself, and because of that she knows both kendo and karate, and (somehow) she always has a knife either in her boots, on her ankle, or on her thigh. Sometimes she even has a gun.

Even though at times Alex can scare the living shit out of me sometimes, I try not to show it, it'll ruin my image. I also know that Alex would never hurt Lacey, or Rosalie or me. In fact, she takes care of us. She's like our big sister, and she can get pretty protective. (even if Lacey boxes, and I can use a gun and I'm a close combat expert, and Rosalie can knock someone out with a touch). Once she beat up some guy because he was teasing me about my glasses, and Lacey about something else. Safe to say the guy never bothered us again.

"Yeah, I still can't believe it took two taxis to get all our stuff here." Rosalie said, plopping down on the couch. "I never want to carry all that stuff again in my life. I am so tired."

"Mmhm, and I wasn't even in the taxis, I was on my bike! Thank god I got it shipped over." Alex exclaimed, "We've got our suitcases, and our freaking shit load of instruments. We probably looked so stupid carrying all that crap around the airport."

"Oh well guys," Said Lacey, trying to cheer us up a bit, "At least we got our stuff in the house, thank you Alex by the way." She turned to Alex, "And thank you lord for making the school use a private jet to get us here. I mean a freaking PRIVATE JET! You are the best god EVER!" Lacey turned to the ceiling.

"I thought you were atheist." Rosalie said questioningly.

"I am, but pretending gives me someone to blame if something bad happens to me."

"Of course." Rosalie rolled her eyes at Lacey "And Alex thanks again for letting us stay with you." Rosalie turned to Alex with a big smile on her face.

"It was nothing guys. You know I would do anything for my imotu!"

*A/N: Imotu = sister

"AWWWWW" Rosalie and Lacey glomped Alex, throwing the trio onto the floor.

I laughed and sighed, "I love you guys, and I love my life. I am now locking myself in my new room to write a song, because we've got like, only one day to see Japan before we met the Chairman of Ouran Academy! So, GOODBYE!"

"Oh, okay!" Said Lacey from underneath Alex and Rosalie.

"Heee! Trrufff ttaph sfeeeak in jaaaffoneasee!" Alex tried to say from underneath Rosalie.

"What?" Questioned Rosalie, looking down.

"I said," Alex pulled her head out of the pile of bodies, "Hey, try to speak in Japanese."

"Oohhhh" the Dwyer sisters said together.

*sfx: silence*

"I'm going now." I said in fluent Japanese. All the girls and know Japanese, we've actually been learning for quite a while since all we've wanted is to go to Japan.

I grabbed my guitar and walked up the stairs of the small cottage and opened the first door I came across. I looked inside and closed it again, Nope, I thought to myself. I walked to another door at the end of the hallway and looked inside, "Perfect" I whispered to myself. The room was painted a dark navy blue and was medium sized, perfect for all my instruments (Which were actually down stairs in a mountain of instruments. How we got Lacey's drum set in the jet is a mystery to me).

It had two windows: one on the left, and one on the right. The bed was right in front of me, and to my left was an extremely long, black book shelf, perfect for all my books.

Turning around I closed the door and sat myself on the bed. I took out my guitar and a piece of paper and a pen and began strumming.

Rosalie POV.

"I'm hungry." Lacey said after we heard Avery close her door.

"Me too," I agreed standing up.

"Alright, I'll go out and get some food for us, you guys stay here and unpack," said Alex, grabbing her coat. Alex is always looking out for us, she's always looking out for us to the point of her being our mother. It gets annoying sometimes, I mean, we can take care of ourselves! We don't mind though. I guess she's like that because when Alex was younger she lived in an orphanage, where she protected all of the kids younger than her. When she was adopted by her current parents she had to leave all of her friends behind, but I guess she still kept her 'mother bear' attitude.

Then she found us.

Lacey's my adoptive sister; my mother adopted her when she felt I was getting lonely at home since she's gone all the time. Lacey lived in the orphanage that Alex lived in, and she was one of the girls that Alex used to take care of. Alex gets real protective over Lacey sometimes because of that. It was also because of her I-must-take-care-of-all-kids attitude that the four of us met. Some guy at school was harassing Lacey and Avery, she jumped to their rescue and basically punched him in the face. It was hilarious. After that, the four of us became super duper awesomely awesome best friends. We also moved into an apartment together after our parents decided they didn't want to leave the four of us alone in our houses by ourselves, alone, because they're always away.

Avery's parents are always gone because they run a weapons company and always have to do business overseas. Alex's parents are super assassins that do jobs for sometimes months at a time, and my parents… well, I've only got my mom. She's a designer and is always traveling the world, but she always has to leave the two of us behind.

"I want a taco!" I said suddenly to Alex, grinning.

"Yeah, yeah," She replied, waving her hands at me. "You'll eat what I give you." I frowned.

"What if we don't want to?" Asked Lacey, a mischievous grin on her face.

"Then you don't eat." Alex retorted. Ugh. So motherly. And she's only 17.

"Ugh. You're an evil bitch you know?"

"I know."

"Mofo."

"Picky ass."

"Ho."

Alex sighed and opened the door. "I'm going now."

"Okay!" Said Lacey happily, all swearing forgotten.

I shook my head, smiling, "Okay, we'll see ya later." I walked over to the door and watched as Alex got on her bike and drove away to get our lunch.

Yes. Yes. I have made Alex a killing, over protective assassin. Cool ne?

Alex: I appreciate it very much.

I made you ALWAYS prepared. Maybe to the point of paranoia. But… who cares! You're awesome!

Rosalie & Lacey & Avery: AREN'T WE AWESOME?

Of course you guys are! Alex just kills people.

Oh. And Lacey is a boxer

Lacey: GOOD.

And Avery is a sharpshooter and close-combat expert

Avery: Very nice

*continues* And Rosalie knows where peoples pressure points are

Rosalie: Yeah yeah. *looks at nails* As long as my nails don't get damaged.

*mumbles* Wuss…

Rosalie: Excuse me? *grabs baseball bat*

EH? EH! NO NOTHING! I SAID NOTHING *runs away from Rosalie*

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