Next Door
Disclaimer: Don't own it, seriously. Don't believe me? -Sticks tongue out- you're stupid.
Jessie: Be nice.
Joh: -Pouts- Yes nee-san.
Jessie: Good girl. –Gives Joh candy-
Joh: Yay! -Pounces on candy-
Jessie: That's…normal…
Joh: Yes I am.
Warnings: Yaoi, strong language…what for? Ed has a knack for cursing so…yeah.
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2.
I jiggled my foot impatiently, glaring at my 8th period teacher. He's out to get me. I swear.
A glance at my watch told me that only seven more minutes of torture and I would be free to go home and…. do homework. Yay. Ever get that feeling that you can never escape something?
Uh-huh. It makes me sad too.
A kick at my desk snapped me out of my dark musings.
"Wake up Elric." My teacher, Mustang, sneered. "Tell me what I was just telling the class."
I glowered at him and put on my best scowl just for him. "In poetry use quotation marks to set apart a quotation of three lines or less. If you quote more than one line of verse, use a slashwith a space before and after to mark the line endings. Generally, your citations for poetry should include line numbers instead of page numbers. For example - "
It was his turn to scowl as he held up a hand, silencing me. I smiled sweetly and clammed up like the good little student I was.
"I'll see you after class." He snarled at me, black eyes narrowed.
"What? But I just proved that I was listening! Probably better than anyone else in this class! Why?" I snapped, my honey coated smile slipping into an angry frown.
"Because I don't like you." He answered me simply, making his way back to the front of the class.
Asshole.
I slumped back in my seat, fuming silently. Someday I will wipe that smirk off his face. Someday…
The bell rung shrilly, signaling the end of the day. Students rushed out of their seats and gathered their bags, practically leaping to the door.
As the last kids filed out of the class I stomped up to Mustang's desk. "Well?" I spat out.
Mustang smirked at me and slowly put the book he was reading (I bet it was porn…) away in his desk. "Since you talked back in class I think it would be appropriate for you to wash the graffiti off to walls of the school."
I flipped.
Seriously.
"When did I talk back! And how the hell is that an appropriate punishment anyway? It's not like I was the one who scribbled all over the walls anyway! Why don't you find out who did it and make them wash it off, huh?"
Mustang rolled his eyes and slammed his fist on the desk, making a few pencils and papers to shudder. "There are buckets and sponges in the janitor's closet." He smiled widely at me and shooed me out of his classroom.
Damn him.
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So I found myself standing outside the school holding a dripping sponge in one hand and glaring at the stained brick wall in front of me, cursing the fucker who did this as well as Mustang for making me clean this up.
With a resigned sigh I pressed the yellow sponge against the brick and began to scrub. The sooner I got this over with the better.
As I scrubbed I heard sniggers behind my back and I could only guess that a buncha kids were laughing at me. Laughing at the poor loser freshman I am.
"Hey kid! You missed a spot!"
"He can't reach that high."
"Haha, go help him then!"
I gritted my teeth and scrubbed harder, grinding the sponge so hard against the rough wall that bits of yellow sponge was flying off.
I heard them approach me but I didn't turn around. I kept glaring at the wall and cleaning away like a madman.
One of them kicked over the bucket of soapy water I had brought out, spilling its contents all over my feet.
I hissed and leaped back, dropping my sponge and falling into one of the bullies.
He laughed and shoved me so that I hit the wall. I sighed again and supposed I could no longer ignore them. Slowly I looked up and flicked my eyes over the three of them.
With a sinking feeling I knew I recognized one of them. The one with green hair and violet eyes.
I guess I can pretend I've never seen him before in my life.
The other two were tall and thin. One had spiky brown hair and narrow green eyes. The other had dirty blonde hair and dark gray eyes hidden behind long bangs.
"What do you want?" I snarled.
My neighbor smirked and threw the sponge at me. I caught it but ended up slipping in the water and falling right on my ass. How…un-cool.
"Aw, poor baby tripped." One of them simpered teasingly.
The green-haired freak crouched down beside me with a bemused expression on his face. I flinched when he grabbed my face roughly and leaned forward. "It's not nice to ignore people." He whispered in my ear.
What the fuck…
"Get away from me!" I screamed, slapping his hand off of me.
He blinked then narrowed his eyes at me. I seriously couldn't tell if he was really pissed at me or amused.
Slowly, I stood back up. I watched the three warily.
He stood up as well and eyed me thoughtfully as he towered above me. Suddenly, he kicked me sharply in the knees forcing me to fall back down in the now muddy Earth thanks to the water they spilled.
I was ready to claw their eyes out, and I would have if a foot didn't grind itself into my head. I choked as he continued pushing my face into the wet ground.
Finally the pressure atop my head left along with the sound of their laughter. I got up, wiping the mud from my face and shaking with anger.
Angrily I kicked the empty bucket and darted after them, looking for a fight. Screw Mustang and his fucked up detentions.
As I ran I pulled out my cell to phone Al and tell him I wasn't going to able to walk him home today. I was going to be too busy murdering our next-door neighbor.
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Al flipped his cell shut before returning it to his pocket and shifting his bag onto his shoulders. Ed had sounded upset about something, only making Al anxious to get home.
The younger of the Elric brothers sighed and made his way down the sidewalk away from his middle school. Whatever had happened he hoped that Ed wouldn't do something rash.
Al blinked then groaned, walking faster. "Please don't do anything stupid nii-san!" He murmured to himself as he half ran down the side of the road.
He could only wonder what had ticked his older brother off so much…
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I slammed my door open and threw my bag onto the couch before leaping up the stairs. I was pissed off, embarrassed, and tired.
As I walked into my room the first thing I did was pull the shade down over my window. Not like that guy was home though since I hadn't seen him on the way back, but whatever.
Immediately after that I peeled my clothes off and tossed them into a pile on the floor. I walked into my bathroom (its connects my room and Al's together so it's basically both of ours, but I still like to think of it as mine) and turned on the shower.
I didn't wait for the water to heat up as I stepped in, relieved as water washed away the grime and dried mud from my face and body.
I relaxed as the water heated up and my anger calmed.
And to think…I don't even know his name. Let's keep it that way, k?
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Joh: This was…shorter then I had anticipated…but that's okay!
Jessie: Of course it is sweetie.
Joh: Oh, and note to readers. I know it seems to be going REALLY slow right nw, but things will heat up soon…heh heh heh
Jessie: 0.0
Thank you to everyone who reviewed. Now normally I do respond to reviews…I just…feel lazy today! That's me being too cool for all of 'ya. Uh-huh.
Just kidding. I love you all…don't run away….please…
-JoH