Blue Chapter 3
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Rebecca tried to fall asleep, but it was rather with the motion of the train and Hubert not shutting up.
She had been rather surprised to see that he had beat her to the platform. He was surprised to see her without a hat. He had then given her a white flower hair clip saying he found it in the cab he took and asked if she wanted it. It was only after he turned away to look down the rails did she notice the price tag on it.
"He fancies you. You know that right?" Lia's voice echoed in her head. She eyed him. Sure, he was kind of cute in a dorky kind of way, but… Wait, this was HUBERT. The same kid who would often randomly launch into rants about physics and logic and some sci-fi movie he saw over the weekend without provocation.
It was a long few hours. The night had fallen as they stepped off the platform.
"What now?" Hubert turned to her.
"We can't go to Kong tonight."
"Why not?"
"Zombies are out."
"There are no such thing as zombies." Hubert started. "It's medically impossible." She could feel him getting warmed up about a rant.
"Trust me. They're real." She snapped while she racked her brain for places to stay. Dad had never really introduced them to many of his friends. Then she remembered Noodle tended to live above the dojo unless they were recording, during which she took up residence in the haunted studio. "Alright follow me."
They quickly hailed a cab.
"Where to?" The cabbie grunted.
"Do you know where Marilee Jackson's Café is?"
"Yeah. Marilee's dead though. Some bitch named Victoria runs it now."
"I know. Can you take us there?" She asked, a bit impatient as her stomach ripped out a growl of 'FEED ME.'
"Yeah."
Rebecca leaned up against the chilly window and looked out upon the dark city. Hubert was attempting to start a conversation with the driver which was not going well. He finally gave up and turned to Rebecca.
"So where are we going?"
"Marilee Jackson's. It's a food place."
"Oh. Alright then." She watched him inch his hand towards hers and she removed it from the seat.
Hubert paid the driver after they unloaded their bags from the trunk. Various people walked down the narrow street. Rebecca presumed they were going to the theater down the street.
Inside Marilee Jackson's, it was mildly busy. Hubert merely chose a table and said he'd keep an eye on their things if she ordered him something.
"Doesn't matter. I'll eat anything." He grinned.
Rebecca pulled out her wallet and started looking at how much she had in there. While she was digging around, she ran into someone.
"Oi! Watch where…" The boy started angrily but trailed off. She looked up at a rather attractive black-haired boy about her age wearing all black and an apron. "I-um-er-uh." His eyes widened in panic as he stared at her, face going red.
"Sorry." She quickly stated before side-stepping him.
"What can I get you?" A blonde woman leaned on the counter and popped her gum.
"Two turkey sandwiches and two teas?"
"Anything else?"
"Er, no."
"Twelve then. Give me a minute and I'll have it up. DANTE! GET OVER HERE!" The boy looked up and rushed over. "You're here working off your debt to me saving your ass, not to look at girls!"
"I think he's rather taken." Hubert smirked as soon as she sat down with the food.
"Or has never seen anyone with blue hair before."
"Will you relax?"
She gave a fake grin as she tore into her sandwich.
"So where are we staying?"
"Auntie Noodle's dojo. She lives above it." She saw Dante clearing a table and hesitate as if he was listening.
"DANTE! Go home!" The blonde woman screeched through the now mostly empty café.
"Thank God." She heard the boy mutter as he threw the rag he was using over his shoulder.
"Ready to go?" Hubert asked as he polished off the rest of his sandwich.
"Yeah. I can walk and eat." She got up and slung her bag over her shoulder and picked up her guitar.
As they walked out, she spied Dante leaning against the wall, smoking a cigarette.
"Kids just start younger and younger." Hubert snorted.
"Oi! Bluebird!" Dante yelled as they walked past. "Bluebird! Hey!" He ran to catch up with them.
"Excuse me?"
"Bluebird. I don't know your name. Want to throw me a line here?"
"Don't have to tell you that." She sneered as they continued walking.
"Oh come on. I'm Dante. I heard you're staying at Osaka Dojo." He flashed a grin.
"Your point?" Hubert asked, unamused.
"You're not from around here are you?"
"No."
"Well, you need someone to show you the way Bluebird?"
"No and stop calling me that." She glared at him. "Bye."
"What's your name?" He called. "Come on!"
"Does your mother know that you're out?"
"What does that have to do with anything? Come on love, what's your name? Would you rather me call you something else?"
"I'd rather you not call me anything." They turned the corner.
"You play the guitar? I play too. My father tau-"
"Look, she's not interested. Sod off." Hubert snapped.
"Just trying to be friendly. You'll find not too many people are around here." He gave a dark grin as they stopped and he stepped in front of them. "Thought you'd listen to that. Now lovey and dorky, you need someone to guide your way through the back streets. Not everyone you run into is as nice as I am."
"It's right down the street." Rebecca informed him. "I can see it from here. Goodbye." She rolled her eyes, pushed past him and continued walking.
"OI! What's your name?"
"Becca. Beeca Pot!" She yelled over her shoulder.
"Becca Pot." Dante said to himself with a smile on his face as he turned around and ran into a pole. "Nrgh!"
He walked back towards the café while rubbing his cheek and looked up to see his sister on the corner.
"Where the hell were you?" Her dark eyes flashed. "I've been waiting. Mum wants us to meet her at work. Oh and Dad says stop stealing his cigarettes or he'll tell Mum."
"Shut up." He snapped at his twin. More like, how the hell did he know he nicked a few? Whatever. More interesting events had occurred that night.
"What's that look for? Oooh…you like someone don't you?" She pressed as she tossed her long, wavy black hair behind her.
"Sod off, Cassandra."
"You do." She teased as she grinned and stuck her tongue out at him.
"I just met her."
"What's her name then?"
"Becca Pot. But, she was with another guy. They're from out of town."
"I see…Well you're shit out of luck then I guess. Let's go before Mum has kittens."