Month: December
Day: Tuesday

Benjamin:
At 4am his alarm clock had rang, now it was 5am and he was outside on his bike, in the pouring rain with a cycle-bag full of newspapers, which had to be delivered before school would start for him. Not that he would go to school, he preferred to stay out in the city smoking and talking to people; his future was already destroyed because of this home he lived in, why bother trying to fix it? School had nothing in store for him, because he didn't want to learn anything, he didn't want to become anything.
''I hate fucking rain… Every time during winter!'', Benjamin thought as he sat on his bike, pedaling through town, an irritated look in his brown eyes; his blond hair was soaked and a few bangs were hanging in front of his eyes, they bothered him a lot. ''Every. Fucking. Time. It. Rains. When. I. Have. To. Fucking. Deliver.''
He sighed and then groaned loudly in irritation. Staring at up at the dark sky his eyes almost got blinded by the lanterns; after all it was still pitch black outside. Winter and delivering newspapers around 5am; something Benjamin actually preferred not to do. But he had the job and he needed money, so he better not fuck things up. He did skip school, but this job earned him money so this was the least he could do, besides sitting lazily on his butt all day. School didn't give him money, not one single dime. ''Tomorrow it's Christmas; Olivia's birthday. I should get her something nice.'', he thought as he stopped and put his bike on its stand near a house, grabbing a newspaper and moving up to the door to put it in the mailbox, shoving the newspaper inside. ''Maybe a set of sexy lingerie.''
A grin appeared on Benjamin's face at the thought. Most girls would kick a boy's butt if they would give them lingerie as birthday present, but that was actually the only gift Olivia ever asked for. That, and a night with a boy, sharing one bed. ''Too much work; I want a peaceful Christmas Eve.''

He grabbed his bike and continued on his 'quest', cursing at the rain and kicking against almost every tree after stopping and finding raindrops soaking the newspapers. ''This is hell, I need a better job. I get paid way too less for this shit.''
''Good morning Ben, you're up again early as always.'', the sudden voice of a girl addressed him. Benjamin turned his head as he grabbed another newspaper from his bag, moving over to the front door. There stood a beautiful girl with long brown hair and dark brown eyes. She knew he delivered at his house, she knew at what time he always arrived and at which days, and it annoyed Benjamin, because he knew why she did it. ''Desperate bitch…''
''Here you go Elizabeth, enjoy your newspaper.'', Benjamin said, handing it over to her. The girl took it from him and looked at him with a flirtatious smile on her face. Benjamin smiled back at her in a nice manner, but deep down inside he groaned for her to leave him alone. ''Why me? There are many other delivery boys out there.''
''You know I don't read the newspaper; my father does.'', the girl called Elizabeth said, her voice sounded rather disappointed, but she kept on flirting with him anyway, her hand resting against the doorway, keeping herself balanced. ''Of course you don't; you can't read.'', Benjamin thought annoyed. He knew his thought was false; at least she went to school, so she sure could read, but he was really getting fed up with her at the moment.
''Well, I gotta go deliver some more, bye.'', Benjamin said and he wanted to walk off, but Elizabeth grabbed the bag hanging from his shoulder, keeping him from going any further.

''Where are you going, handsome?'', she asked grinning and Benjamin sighed, turning back around. she stepped forward and pretended to fall, wrapping her arms around Benjamin's neck to seek for support. ''Ooooooh, I'm so sorry!'', she yelped, but her remorse was soon far from existing as she planted her lips on Benjamin's.
Pulling back she looked at him grinning, teasingly caressing his chin with her fingers. ''There; all better now.''
''If I could hit a girl she would be the first one to get punched in the face with a true fist.'', Benjamin thought, he clenched his fist. This girl was so annoying, she always waited for him during the morning when he had to work and she always harassed him, but never as bad as this; seems like she had grown even more bold. ''Ah well, maybe I can play along. I know some tricks to get rid of her. She might hate after this, but I don't care. As long as she just lets go of me and leaves me alone, I'm happy.''
''You got some balls trying this out on me.'', he said, grinning back at her and he kissed her, wrapping his arms around her waist. He could feel her kissing back and it disgusted him, but he had a plan. A bad plan, probably, but he would soon be rid of her.
Pulling back he looked at her, and she looked back at him, a sad look in her eyes as her grip around him tightened. Bringing her face up to his ear, she whispered, breathing in his neck: ''Don't stop now…''
''Alright then, plan goes in action.'', he thought, his grin widening. She was a flirt, but he was a pervert, and he wouldn't hesitate to use anything perverse against her if she would keep on bugging him like this.

''You want more?'', he asked teasingly and he moved his hands away from her waist, moving them up to her chest. Immediately Elizabeth's eyes widened and she took a step back, but Benjamin didn't stop there. He kept on touching her chest, his grin growing bigger ever time. ''You asked for it, bitch.''
''Stop it! Let go off me! Asshole! I will call my father!''
A fist in his face, the sound of something cracking and the warm feeling of blood running down his nose. He gasped and reached for it, feeling the blood stream onto his fingers. He looked up to see Elizabeth running into the house, yelling for her father, while slamming the door shut behind her.
''That fucking bitch!'', Benjamin thought, groaning at the stinging pain in his face. But she was gone, at least he was free at last. ''Could have ended worse… Hopefully she will leave me alone from now on. I don't want a desperate bitch like her. Better get out of here before her dad catches me.''
Benjamin wiped his nose, using the sleeve from his light grey hoodie. Looking down at it he saw deep red blood soaking it. ''Oh my god, gross. She has a rather strong fist…''
He grabbed his bike and jumped onto it, driving off as quick as he could. He delivered the other newspapers in the same street as fast as possible. After he was done he hid somewhere, making sure she or her father wouldn't come after her. But the door to her house stayed closed so he only sighed in relief. Great, she was gone, he wouldn't have to worry anymore. ''I still need to do a few more streets…'', he thought, realizing it had stopped raining. But as soon as he realized and looked up, new drops fell on his face and head. ''Every fucking time… The weather hates me!''

Yukiteru:
It was cold in his room, it was dark. Yuki opened his blue eyes and blinked a few times, staring at the clock; it was already 6am, but outside it was still pitch black; mainly because it was winter. He yawned and sat up straight in bed, stretching his arms. After that he sat there for a long time, staring at the dark corners of the bedroom, his eyes landing on three empty beds.
Yuki got out of bed finally and pulled his bed sheets in the right place, taking off his pajama shirt and pants; light blue with little brown teddy bears on it. Yuki was glad he had a room of his own, until new boys would arrive; no one would be able to see his pajamas, because he liked them, but at the same time he felt ashamed, as well.
He opened a drawer next to his bed and took out his clothes, trying them on; a brown long-sleeved shirt and blue jeans. He put on his white sport shoes and went to the bathroom in the small room next to the bedroom to brush his teeth.
It didn't take long before he was finished cleaning his teeth and brushing his hair, but as soon as he stood back in his bedroom he looked nervously at the closed door; this was a new place, a new home. rules were different in this house, and he wasn't sure if he was allowed to leave his bedroom yet. He was afraid he would bump into one of the parents and get scolded at.
''Would Anastasia already be awake…?'', he thought, walking over to the door and opening it. He peeked into the dark hallway, it was all so dark he could barely see a thing. But as he kept his mouth shut and held his breath he could hear voices coming from the room next to him; some boys were speaking.
So a few in the house were already awake, but none of them were out of their rooms; Yuki wasn't sure yet what to do. But he decided to make a bold move. Sneaking out of his bedroom he closed the door behind him carefully, trying not to make a noise, and stepped over to the bedroom's door next to his, knocking on it.

''Who's there?'', a voice sounded, followed by another voice who muttered to the boy who had spoken first: ''Don't open the door, maybe it are the parents.''
there were footsteps and the door opened, a rather long well-muscled boy stood in front of Yuki, black hair to his shoulders, brown eyes and a few piercings in his face; it was Brad, the boy he had met the night before.
''It's just that new kid, don't worry about it.'', he said as he looked down at Yuki. Poor little Yuki stepped inside the room and Brad closed the door behind him, grinning at the kid. ''Why are you up so early? What are you doing here?''
''You know, I could hear you outside… if you it had been the parents, they would probably be really angry by now…'', Yuki whispered and Brad looked angrily at another boy in the room, one with long red dyed hair, with black ends, and brown eyes.
''See, they could have heard us. Now shut the fuck up before it actually are the parents standing in front of our door.'', he blamed the boy, who just shrugged and smiled at him.
''I don't care, they can go to hell.'', the boy said and he straightened his dark red pajama shirt, jumping back into his bed and rolling around into the covers. ''Aaah, good warm bed~''
''You sicken me.'', Brad muttered and he stepped away from Yuki, looking at the little boy for a moment. ''Yuki, right? I'm Brad, and this idiot making love to his bed sheets is Benny, but better call him Dingo or he will skin you alive.''
Yuki nodded at Brads words, blushing slightly; he felt really nervous and uncomfortable here, and wondered why he had actually entered this bedroom in the first place.

''Oh, and that is Zeleb. Don't wake him, he feels sick.'', Brad said as he pointed as a sleeping boy on the right side of the room. The sheets were pulled up to his chin and his eyes were closed. It looked like he was still wearing his normal clothes from the last day.
Yuki nodded again, staying near the door, his back leaning against it. He felt too scared to step deeper into the room, but he couldn't turn around anymore. ''How old are you, actually?'', Brad suddenly asked, startling Yuki, as he looked at the younger boy with narrowed eyes.
''Fourteen…'', Yuki mumbled and Brad whistled before sitting down on his bed.
''Really? I thought you were younger.'', he said, actually showing interest into him; his expression seemed honest, compared to last night when he had suddenly reached for Yuki. Yuki had felt really uncomfortable near him that night.
''They often think I'm younger… I look younger than I truly am… And I act younger…'', Yuki whispered, wrapping his arms around his own self, as if he wanted to hug and comfort himself.
''Why are you here?'', Benny suddenly asked, turning his head to look at Yuki as he pulled his sheets over his chin.
''I… I don't know… I woke up and felt lonely and I heard voices in here so I came to take a look and… When are we going to have breakfast? Who will make it…?'', Yuki said, looking at the two awake boys. Brad shrugged and Benny responded with: ''Mostly it are the girls, girls like Olivia for example, who make breakfast.''
Just at that moment Yuki could hear noises outside this bedroom, footsteps in the hallway and a muttering voice; it sounded like a girl's. He looked confused at Benny who grinned evilly. ''See, she's already up and ready to cook for us. What a lovely house maiden.''
''don't say there when she's near you; she will kill you.'', Brad said, chuckling at Benny's words. He then looked at Yuki, waving his hand as if he wanted to boy to leave them alone. ''Go to the kitchen, scoot off. Maybe she can use your help or something. After all you're the only person besides her who is out of their room.''

Yuki swallowed and opened the door quickly, stepping out of the bedroom and closing the door behind him. His body shivered and a few tears streamed down his face; they were so mean towards him, he didn't feel at home in this house at all.
Trying to stop himself from crying he left the hallway and entered the kitchen, peeking inside the room to see if anyone was there. As he stood there lights suddenly switched on and he looked straight into the chest of a girl. Staring up he saw two ocean blue eyes and long brown curly hair, and a black mole on the right side of her cheek.
''What are you doing here this early in the morning?'', she asked, her arms crossed, her voice sounded a bit harsh, like she was demanding an answer immediately. Like she didn't care about his feelings, like she didn't see the wet spots on his cheeks caused by tears. ''Well?''
''T-the boys… said I had to help you make breakfast… s-so here I am…'', he whispered and she frowned, an annoyed look on her face, but soon her eyes softened.
''You shouldn't listen to those assholes. Get back to bed and sleep some more. I will call for breakfast.'', she said but Yuki shook his head and said: ''But I already got myself dressed… And I could help, right…?''
''Fine then. Get some coffee mugs and dishes and knives and forks.'', she said, pointing at a drawer at the kitchen counter. ''And bring them to the dining room. I will make some omelets and get the packs of juice from the fridge.''
Yuki nodded and obeyed, stepping over to the kitchen counter and opening the multiple drawers to get what they needed; dishes, glasses, forks and knives, coffee mugs, anything.

He brought everything to the dining room and placed it on the table, getting back to the kitchen to see the girl making coffee and doing other things to prepare breakfast. She looked at him and smiled, her expression was quite teasingly.
''Done already?'', she asked and Yuki nodded. The girl, which Yuki assumed was Olivia, stared at the clock, seeing it was getting close to 6:30am and looked back at him, waving her hand at him. ''Go sit down at the table, I will take care of the rest.''
Her voice was far from happy and friendly, but Yuki guessed she meant it alright. He nodded at her and wiped his face dry, getting rid of his last tears that had stuck to his cheeks. After that he turned around and entered the dining room, sitting at the dining table.
He took the same spot he had sit at yesterday, when he sat beside Anastasia. He hoped she would come sit next to her again, because he only felt comfortable around her; the other children in the house were a bit… different.
He sighed and stared at the table, waiting for whoever to enter the dining room. He wiggled his toes as he sat there in silence, his heartbeat wild. His chest hurt a bit. He didn't like being in this house at all.

Ellie:
All the morning she had been silent, politely eating her breakfast Olivia had made for all of them, not letting her notice she had burned it. Everyone seemed to have loved the girl's breakfast, except for Ellie, so Ellie guessed Olivia had let her breakfast burn on purpose. She often did that, because the two girls often not could get along.
There had been no school today, because it was the day before Christmas. Ellie hated days like these because school took her mind of things. Having no school all day made her grow bored and lonely. Her only friends she had she always saw at school. Not that Anastasia wasn't a friend of hers, but she couldn't really consider her as a friend either because the girl was often very silent, and tried to stay out of conversations. She seemed to get along nice with the new boy called Yuki, though; Ellie was glad.
She stepped off her bike, parking it somewhere before entering a shop; tomorrow it would be Christmas, and it would be Olivia's birthday as well. Ellie had to buy her a present. She wasn't one to boy sexy lingerie, though, so she decided to buy something simple but nice for the girl.
She wasn't sure yet what to buy for Olivia, but she probably would find out soon enough.
It was a big shop, almost like Wall-Mart, but Ellie hadn't paid attention to the shop's name. She just stepped in and walked around the stacks, searching for anything she could buy.
''Maybe I could buy makeup for her. Or knives. I heard she likes knives… Or maybe just some usual clothing, like a tank top or whatever.'', Ellie spoke to herself, glancing around the shop, trying to find the items she had named.

She didn't pay attention, she didn't notice anything. Walking through the shop with her mind somewhere else she ended up near the clothing, searching through it for something nice. Suddenly something felt wrong, however, and she searched in her jeans for her wallet; it was gone.
''What? Oh no!'', she thought worriedly, turning around quickly and staring around the shop, shocked. ''Hell no! Oh damn! I was robbed!''
Ellie hurried towards the front of the store, pushing people out of the way as she went over to the checkout counters.
''Hey! Watch out!'', someone yelled at her angrily and pushed her back, but Ellie could care less. With widened eyes and a worried look on her face she hurried up to a boy from around her age, standing behind the counter.
''Um, can I help you-''
''My wallet was stolen from me! Please, I need your help!'', she said and the boy tried to calm her, lifting his hands and moving them as if to say she needed to stop screaming. ''They might still be here, I need a few people to search for the person.''
''Do you know what they looked like?'', the boy asked, trying to get the details, but Ellie shrugged and shook her head. ''Then I'm afraid I can't help you… I'm sorry ma'am.''

''Shit.'', Ellie cursed, leaving the waiting line for the checkout counter and she scrambled around the store once more, a scared look in her eyes. ''Í gotta get my wallet back or I might not be able to buy Olivia a present and then she will kill me…!''
She moved around like a headless chicken, turning her head from left to right, trying to find anyone who behaved differently. But there was no one who seemed suspicious in her eyes.
Ending up at the female changing rooms in the clothing section she leaned her back against the walls and groaned in disappointment, slowly dropping her body to the ground, until she sat. ''This is horrible! I will never be able to find them back now! They stole my wallet and I have no idea who it is! All my money, gone!''
A girl left one of the changing rooms, staring at herself in the mirror as she tried on a tank top which was too tight for her body. The way the girl stood there and looked at herself, the type of clothes she wore, Ellie recognized her; it was Olivia.
''O-Olivia!'', Ellie shrieked out, jumping to her feet and wrapping her arms around the girl's neck. ''Something horrible happened, someone stole my wallet!''
Olivia looked angrily at her, pushing her away. Ellie stood there in shock as Olivia took out a wallet from her pocket; Olivia didn't have a money, nor a wallet, it actually surprised Ellie she was even here trying on stuff.
''You mean this thing; I borrowed it because you never buy me anything nice. I thought, if I get your wallet and buy a present for myself with your money, we can pretend you bought it for me and made my birthday a lot better. What do you think?'', Olivia asked, a grin spread across her face.

''You bitch!'', Ellie yelled, boiling with anger, and she grabbed her wallet, pulling it out of Olivia's hands. ''Never do this again! You scared the shit out of me by doing this! If you wanted to choose a birthday present yourself you should have told me instead of stealing my wallet!''
''Don't be like this; it was a surprise.'', Olivia said and she grinned even more. Ellie sighed and punched the girl's shoulder with her fist, rather hard.
''You silly creature- Let's get you a present then, I guess.'', she said, a slight smile appearing on her face; she had calmed down again. ''But if you want to buy sexy lingerie with my money, I gotta say no, because it's still my money.''
''Fine then, what about this tank top I'm wearing? Isn't it beautiful? I will take it.'', Olivia said, pointing at the outfit she was wearing. Ellie looked at it and nodded in approval, wrapping her arm around Olivia's shoulder.
''Fine then, you hoe. Get yourself dressed into your normal clothes and I will buy it for you. Takes some stress away from me, because I was already worried about what I could buy for you.'', Ellie said and she chuckled. Olivia pulled herself free from her arm and giggled, nodding and stepping into the female's changing room, hiding herself from public again.
''I knew you would like my idea.'', she said from behind the closed curtains and Ellie laughed, shaking her head. ''She's really an idiotic girl at times. I wonder if it's just guts or stupidity…''