Hello Everyone!

Sorry for the late update. I have an excuse this time! I am currently moving to this new neighborhood I have absolutely no idea about! How fun and engaging!

Anyways, happy reading!

-KW

Ostrich Boy and Perverted Outer Space Alien!

Misaki nearly fell off the bed.

"W-What are you doing here?!" She stammered.

The blonde gracefully strolled over to her. "Isn't it obvious? This is my dorm room. I should be the one asking you that question."

Misaki's mind nearly exploded. God dammit. So this was Gerard's idea? Keeping me in the same room as his kid brother?

He looked around Misaki's side of the room. "Who let you in?"

Misaki showed him her card.

The guy scowled. "I don't remember allowing anyone sharing a dorm with me," he looked at me and continued, "especially beansprouts."

Misaki's insides flared. No one dared to insult her in Seiko. And this guy... who does he think he is anyways? Some princely saint?

"I don't see why I can't share a room with you," Misaki said coolly, "This is a two person dorm isn't it? If everyone shares their room, why can't you? What makes you think you're so special, Mr. Snob?"

The blonde smirked. "I'm Takumi Walker. Period."

Ah, some nerve of that rich bastard.

"Tch. Rich bastard," Misaki muttered under her breath.

"What was that?" Takumi turned around towards Misaki.

Damn, that idiot has good hearing. Like some inhumane outer space bunny creature.

"Nothing."

Takumi smirked again. "I don't like loud people or crowds. Keep it down if you don't want to get kicked out. And, do not touch anything from my side of the room. That includes my books on the bookshelf," he pointed to. "I'll be showering now."

Misaki watched the alien creature stroll towards the bathroom and childishly stuck her tongue out at him.

"I saw that," he said before entering the bathroom. Misaki felt creeped out. That guy... was 100% an alien.

1 Week Later...

Life was... creepy. Misaki found the school swarmed with idiotic boys during her first week in Seika. All were rich, snobby, and stuck-up. She sighed. She then found a pair of familiar green orbs staring at her strangely. She rolled her eyes and turned to her seatmate, Takumi Walker.

"Ugh... Walker, can you stop staring at me? What is your problem anyways?" Misaki said in annoyance, snapping her book shut and putting it in her bag.

"Sit with me at lunch," it was a demand. The entire class fell silent and stared at them.

It turned out that Takumi seemed lto be superior in this school. There were even different types of rich people these days. Takumi was part of the permanent stock inheritors, meaning they directly inherit large companies and family businesses. Misaki sighed as she walked outside with mher bag and brushed off the weird stares from other... idiotic maggots.

Walker trailed behind her, like some professional bodyguard without a suit or shades.

Misaki turned to Walker, "Walker, why is it that you always follow me?"

He walked up to her level and looked at me for a long, long time.

"What is it? Spill," she demanded. These days, it seemed like he was spying on Misaki, than her spying on him. Well played, Gerard.

Suddenly, Takumi grabbed Misaki's breasts.

At first she was shocked. But then, if possible, fumes were coming out of Misaki. Her glare did not shoot daggers, but bullets of an AK-47.

"TAKUMI WALKER! WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE TOUCHING?!" Misaki roared as she twisted Takumi's arm.

Takumi merely smirked. SMIRKED.

Misaki's insides boiled. No one gets away harassing HER. Prepare for your grave, Walker, because that just earned you a fastrack to your coffin.

"Why so sensitive, Misa-kun? It's not like you're a girl," Takumi smirked. A couple of walking idiots stopped to watch.

The "kun" woke her up. Shit, I almost blew my cover! Misaki thought. "Tch," was all she could reply.

"Well, you certainly are a 'kun'. After all, it's flat as a board, that's for sure," Takumi added and walked ahead.

Misaki felt a vein pop. Seriously... How ridiculous can this get?!

It was a nice, quiet morning of a sunny Monday. Misaki had risen up extra early, only to find the perverted alien gone, again with his white covers folded perfectly and tucked in.

Misaki yawned and opened the windows. She let the white curtains fly and stretched in the morning light. Sleeping with a damn wig was uncomfortable alright, but it couldn't be helped. It had been a pain in the ass for the first few days and made her consider of cutting her real hair and throw away the devilish thing, however, she was still hesitant and endured it.

Well... only two years, 730 days, 17,520 hours, 1,051,200 minutes, and 63,072,000 seconds left to endure this awful life. Not that she counted.

She later got dressed, and got ready for school. As she got out on her bike (yes, everyone at school possesses one, for the school is way too large to go around just merely by walking), she put on her earphones and clicked on the new playlist from Sakura. Apparently, Sakura had been in love with this new band called UxMickey or something. Hmm... UxMinnie huh?

The music was loud and upbeat. The main vocalists sure has done some great screaming lessons. Misaki shook her head.

The band leader was some blonde dude with lots of piercings. Misaki searched him up on the net.

The guy's name was Sakurai Kuuga, the new musical prodigy in the country with numerous musical awards. He seemed pretty popular. But Misaki being Misaki was worried for Sakura. Singers like this guy didn't seem like a loyal man.

Hmm... Sakurai Kuuga... Misaki gazed at the brown eyed man on her smart phone Suzuna gave her for her birthday (Of course, the lucky girl won a smart phone in some random contest).

After putting her phone away in her bag, her eyes were back on the road once again (yes, she was riding while searching someone up). (A/N: Good children, do not do this at home.)

"Yo, newbie."

Misaki's gaze turned to the speaker, the person riding right next to her. And she crashed into a nearby tree.

Shit.

It was a minor crash, nothing big. Just a usual oh-my-god-why-the-fuck-is-Sakurai-Kuuga-at-my-school crash.

Think, Misaki. Think. Calm yourself first.

Misaki immediately got up and rode off, clearly unharmed.

"Hey newbie, no need to be surprised. I didn't know that you were my fan," the man's silky voice caught up with her.

Oh. My. God.

Misaki turned to find Kuuga flipping through her smart phone.

"Eh? This was last year's version. Didn't you get a new one?"

Misaki froze. The guy was flipping through her phone. Her phone.

"Yo ostrich, give my phone back!" Misaki demanded.

Those words caught attention. Misaki found herself surrounded by fellow idiot peers, who all had their phones on camera and video recording. Sheesh, some nosy grandmas.

One of the guys whispered VERY quietly, "Look! The newbie challenged Kuuga!"

This was something Misaki couldn't stand. Attention. She was planning to keep a low profile, but apparently, she's going to appear all over the news as 'Newbie Calls Sakurai Kuuga An Ostrich!'

What a pain in the ass.

"What?" Kuuga was dumbfounded. "Did you... Just call ME an ostrich?"

Misaki rolled her eyes, "Duh, who else may I be speaking to."

"You're my fan," Kuuga continued. He thought for a second. "Ah, sorry. But you see, your little Tsundere method won't work on me. Besides, you're a guy. I'm not interested in men." With that he winked apologetically.

Misaki blinked. Did Sakurai Kuuga just call her a homo in front of everyone?!

Kuuga played around her phone and threw it back at the dumbfounded Misaki.

"Well, see you around, pretty boy," Kuuga smirked.

Oh my fucking god.

"Yo Ostrich!"

"Eh?" Kuuga turned around and a huge shoe mark was planted on her face. Flashed of phone cameras were everywhere. Misaki hopped over with a single shoe and picked it back up. "For your information, I am not a homosexual. I don't even listen to your stupid UxMinnie band! I have absolutely zero interest in you because," Misaki held Kuuga by the collar,"I'm a man too. I call you an ostrich because that's the truth. To me, your music and voice is like a strangled, constipated ostrich trying away from a crazy butcher. You hear that, ostrich blonde?"

The flashes of cameras and murmurs increases at least by a hundred. Misaki didn't even care anymore. She just wanted that Kuuga boy know that he wasn't god's gift to the world. So, she had to let him know the hard way.

He released the half shocked, half humiliated Kuuga's collar and brushed her hands. She looked at her watched and said to herself, "Oops, I'll be late for class. See ya around, Ostrich boy!"

Ostrich boy. Ah, I feel like I'm awesome at giving nicknames. Review if you like, or tell me any more awesome events you want me to slip in. Or any special nickname requests!

geehee (Gajeel from Fairy Tail XD)

-KW