Gah! Sorry guys for the long wait for the next chapter, at one point I had this ready, until my computer blue screened and my document was only saved at HALF of the story, so I had to re-write that, but I only finished it today.
It's a little bit shorter then I hoped it to be, but I thought I might as well finish it at just the right spot so that I have a good continuation point for the next chapter. (But at least it's a lot longer than the first chapter~)

I hope you guys like the 2nd chapter, I'd hate to see you guys disappointed with it :c

Enjoy~

Over the next few days, Meulin focused on school, this year was her last year so she didn't want to waste time flunking her classes, especially her art class, where she mostly drew her OC interacting with each other as her final pieces.

Lunch time after Lunch time she was with Meenah and Aranea, constant chattering from the two usually brought a smile to her face as they bickered on and on about future/ past parties they attended.

'Hey Meu you going to my blubbing kick-ass party this weekend?' Meenah flashed a toothy grin towards Meulin, who was innocently sipping on her juice box.

'Are you having another Party? Don't you have those every weekend Meenah?'

'Yeah I do, but every time I ask, you never come? Why the blub is that?'

'Well because I have too much to do at home' she tried not to make eye contact with Meenah or Aranea, only looking down at their lips in case they were still talking to her, she wasn't completely lying to them, just exaggerating the truth a little.

'Oh come on gill, this one's going to be a good one I swear! There's someone that's going who wants to meet you~'

'Meet me?' Meulin couldn't help but nearly choke to death on her drink, such a classy meowbeast she is, 'someone wants … to meet me?'

Aranea moved over to Meulin patting her back to make sure she didn't cough up a lung or something,

'Yeah gill, this buoy's dying to meet you, now will you come to one of my glubber fucking partys?'

'… Maybe, what time is it? I might be able to make it, or maybe come late, depending on how busy I am'

During the rest of the lunch break she discussed the details with Meenah, finding what time and who was actually going, trying to get the details on this mystery guy, which unfortunately for Meulin didn't happen.

When the weekend came Meulin became more nervous than ever, frantically checking over and over on whether she had everything she needed for the up-coming party.
Put on clean underwear, check.
Clothes don't smell like cats/cat nip, check.
Cleaned every nook and cranny on my person, check. She thought.

When she finally thought that everything was perfect, she packed up her kitty-styled bag and heading out of her front door, of course, she fed Mog before leaving, she wouldn't leave her little baby to starve now would she.

After taking an hour to get to Meenah's place, mainly because she didn't want to get there too early, Meulin stepped onto the porch and knocked on the rather large door.

Next some yelling at the other end of the door by Meenah, silence, then more knocking from Meulin, The door finally swung opened to show a -slightly- drunk Meenah who had obviously started the party way before it even began.

"Oh hey Meu-Meu~" Meenah leaned up against the door frame with her other hand blocking the door-way.

"Hello Meenah, am I .. late for the party?"

"Oh psshh Kitty-Gill the parties goin' jus- fine! I just started a lil- a little early~" Meenah attempted to wink at Meulin, her failed attempt turned into a slurred half shut right eye.

"Oh, well then, can I come in and see this purrty- I mean party?" She had to stand on her tippy-toes to see over Meenah's arm to try and catch a glimpse on what was happening in there.

"Well of course you can! C'mon in and get your drink on!" Meenah moved to the side and 'gracefully' gestured to Meulin to come inside.

As she hesitantly walked in, she gave Meenah a small nod as if to say 'thank you' and went in to talk to some of the others, afraid of what type of conversation might pursue if she kept talking to the party 'gill' herself.

It didn't take Meulin too long before she grew bored of the party, the people she chatted to were fine, she always loved listening to others, even if she couldn't actually hear them.
But after talking to nearly everyone there twice, she left the main room for some privacy, after the couple of drinks she had, she felt it was best to just leave it as that.

She ventured on into another part of the house, opening a few doors to see if she can find at least one room that wasn't a bathroom or laundry. In the end, she opened a door to reveal, at last, a grand bedroom which appeared to have been owned by no one other than Meenah herself.

As she took a step inside the room and got a better look, she noticed that there already was another person who took the room as their own secluded world from the party, She caught the boys eye as she mouthed a 'sorry' to him and started slowly stepping away from the doorframe.

The man didn't seem too worried that she stumbled upon 'his' room, "It's ok, you can come on in and take a seat, I'm just thinking to myself is all"

Meulin continued to enter the room, closing the door behind her quietly and moving over to sit on the bed, as he sat at the other end of the room at Meenah's computer desk.

She might have been deaf, but Meulin could feel the silence that lingered in the dim room, eventually she took out her phone to make it seem less awkward for her side of the room, going on Tumplurr to see if she had missed anything from her fandoms.

He didn't know if she had noticed during the 10 minutes they spent in silence that he was looking at her the entire time with a goofy grin on his face, what luck he had this night, meeting the girl he wanted to see since earlier on that week.

He made a few attempts to say hello to her, thinking that maybe she was ignoring him, but in the end he got out his phone and typed in his message, suspecting that she might have had some sort of ear infection and that was why she didn't answer or even look at him.

"Hey, I don't want this to sound weird, and frankly, a little creepy, but do you happen to be Meulin?" Did that sound too informal? He thought, hmmm … better change it anyway, maybe ask for her name instead just saying it, that would sound less motherfucking creepy.

He deleted his first message and decided on the next one, "Hey, so what's your name? My names Kurloz, I'm not sure if we've met before but you're really pre-" Gah! No make it sound more friendlier Kurloz!

"Hello there, My names Kurloz, What's yours?" Well, that will have to do He thought, after he was happy with his attempt, he walked over and sat a safe distance from her on the bed, reaching over his hand that was holding the phone and showing her the message.

By this time, Meulin was already off of her phone and watched as he came closer. He was rather tall, at least a head taller than her, He had crazy looking black hair that looked like he hadn't brushed it this morning when he got out of the shower and wore a black long sleeve top that had a bone-structure print on it, with black jeans and black converses.

She looked back up to his face and noticed that he was wearing face-paint, even though it was rather hard trying to see all of his facial features in the darkened light of the bed-side tables lamp, it rather looked like … clown make-up? Well you don't see that every day She thought as she tried not to stare, instead she looked down at the phone that was placed in front of her.

He's talking to me through his phone? Is he a mute or something? Oh man that would be just great wouldn't it? A mute and a deaf person going out that would be just- Wait … did I just think about dating him?

She stopped talking to herself feeling as though she might have left him 'hanging' for too long,

"Oh uh, Hello there … Kurloz? The names Meulin. Though, I don't think I've seen you around before at school or anything?"

As she answered his question, he was already deleting his message and re-writing another one and quickly handing it back to her so she can read.

"Hey Meulin :o) I don't think you would have seen me at your school before, I haven't gone to school in a couple of years"

A couple of 'years'? How old is this guy even?

"Oh? A couple of years, soo that would make you…?"

"20, When I say I haven't gone in a couple of years I mean that I left because there were too many complications at home, so I didn't have time to do much of my homework and felt that I might as well leave while I didn't fail anything yet."

"Oh, well I'm 19, and I obviously still go to school, just in case you wanted to know, heh"

Kurloz gave a short chuckled before typing in his next message,

"Yeah, I sort of guessed, Meenah doesn't usually hand out with people younger than her, it creeps her out or something"

"Well that does sound like the Meenah I know" she giggled, "But I only have one question, Why the phone? Are you mute? Or are those painted on lines across your mouth real?"

It took Kurloz a while to think his response carefully, occasionally deleting some words and re-writing a couple of the sentences.

"Well, I don't usually talk to people because I worry about what will come out of my mouth, but, before I tried to say hello to you and you didn't really react, I presumed you might have been ignoring me or something, so I thought I would use my phone"

"Oh, you tried talking to me? Sorry! I'm deaf, but I have become quite accustomed to lip reading, it's not like I haven't had a few years to learn it, so you can still talk to me and all cause I'll still be able to understand you" She smiled at him.

"You're deaf? Oh thank the messiah! I thought you were just ignoring me or something, oh man." He deleted the message and put his phone away into his pocket and looked back up to her with a smile.

"So you know what I'm saying right now?"

Her eyes focused on his mouth, carefully reading every word he spoke.

"Well of course I know what mew're, I mean you're, currently saying, I wouldn't lie now would I?"

"I suppose not, though I don't picture you as a liar Miss. Meulin" He scooted a little closer to her on the bed, though she never really took any notice.

She moved some hair that fell on her cheek out of the way, blushing ever so slightly.

"It's Meulin Leijon, Just in case you wanted to be more formal~"

"Well then Miss. Leijon" He held out his hand for her to take, through some of her confusion she managed to figure out what was going on and placed her hand atop of his.

"It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, I'm Master Kurloz Makara" He took her hand and kissed the top of it, not letting go of her hand and lowering them back to the bed, as he looked back at her with a toothy grin.