"I trust your guardian has told you of the changes you are to undergo for these next few months?" I nod at the burly man behind the desk, not trusting my vocals to not produce something as clean-cut as 'yes'. "Would you tell me them?" Eugh.
"No bike. Attend Taekwondo, see a councillor and attend an anger..." I mumbled it away; I don't have anger issues!
"Great" He writes something down and smiles that chilling smile he has. "Anything you would like to ask?" I shake my head. "So you agree with the measures your guardian has taken?" I almost nod, but the bike issue's still bothering me. I shake my head.
"Why the bike?" I ask. "She had nothing to do with it" The Principal smiles a little, leaning forwards.
"It's only temporary Mello, there's no need to over react" Over react? My baby had been taken away from me! "It was decided as a compromise, an act of ... truce from Derrick I suppose – an eye for an eye – that and-"
"He couldn't beat me up if he was in his thirties, the twat, no wonder he went for the bike"I lean backwards, my arms folded rebelliously over my chest.
"That was his guardians point. Mello, you do understand that you hurt Derrick?" Of course I did. "He was hospitalised for three days...did you know that?" That, I did not. But he deserved it for all the crap I put up with from him throughout the year.
"Seriously?" I'm almost shocked. "He must be pretty damn weak then" I mumble to myself.
"Mello, try and understand this" I am! "You hurt Derrick, and in turn, it only seemed fair that he could hurt you back. Because he was unable to physically do this – and it's not recommended by the school or law - he – quite smartly – did the next best thing"
"He chose to take away my bike?"
"It's only fair. Take it into consideration" I want to go home. "Now, I've rearranged your timetable so you don't have so many classes with Derrick, that way we can avoid conflict. There are two or three I haven't managed to change... so I'm expecting you to be civil with each other during these periods" I nod gruffly. "Good" He hands me two pieces of paper. "This is your timetable" He hands it to me and I take it off him. "This, you have to sign"
"What is it?" He places it on the table and passes me a pen.
"It's just to say that you've been told everything you need to; school policies and such" I skim-read it quickly before signing my name at the bottom and sliding it back to him. "Thank you" He puts it aside and leans back. "So, despite the bad start, are you looking forward to your final year here, Mello?" I nod.
"Always" Giving him by best and honest smile, I stand up and pick up my bag, grabbing my timetable from the table and heading towards the door.
"Ah, then, enjoy your day Mello" I smile to myself a little. I might just do that, sir. "Hopefully, if all goes well, you won't be coming back to this office any time soon"
"Let's hope so sir" I sure as hell did notwant to get kicked out. Not in my final year "Bye Sir" I leave him be and head towards the main hall with a sigh. I had ten minutes before lessons began. I opened up my folded timetable and see what I have first. English. Eugh. I make a mental note of the room number and fold it back up, putting it in the pocket of my coat before glancing around the main hall for –
"Mello! You actually came back!" Being jumped on wasn't the best thing in the world, especially first thing in the morning, however the bone-thin and feather-light frame that had caught me was only recognisable as A's. Nobody else had the nerve to do that. A is an exception. He releases me and stumbles back a little, his balance tottering. Pale, as usual.
"Good morning A, how are you?" He's timid and shy around most people, my complete opposite, but we get on well and he's one of my many but also few friends. He doesn't judge; I like that about him.
"I'm doing great thanks!" He smiles.
"He's lying" A low and very monotonous voice appears seemingly out of nowhere. Beside A pop's up BB, his hair unbrushed and unruly (no matter how many brushes I buy him for birthdays and Christmases, he never uses them), his eyes a mystifying red. "Good morning Mello" I grin.
"Nice to see you too, B" He nods and then pokes A.
"Did he fool you?" He asks me, but A answers.
"No, I didn't" A counters, turning to B. "He asked and I replied honestly"
"Sure. Mmm hmm" BB nods. "Yup. K"
"B!" Their usual playful bickering makes me smile; it's nice and familiar. A sighs, giving up and folding his bony arms across his skeletal body. "You are mean B, I don't know why you're still here" BB smirks then laughs, scaring a few passers-by.
"I'm here because I'm smart. As are you. Just not...socially...or...healthily" I allow myself to grin at this.
"A, if BB was gone, what would you do in your free time? Hmm?" I ask, knowingly raising my eyebrows and giving him my best knowing look. They were always teasing each other flirtatiously, they were hopelessly in love, true to the cliché.
"I'd find him and then kill him"
"You can try A; you can try" BB looks at A carefully, his attitude completely changed. "You wouldn't kill me, would you A?" A suddenly looks alarmed, turning to B and gripping two fists-full of BB's jet black shaggy hair not roughly, but gently. I think it was more to get BB to actually see A rather than just look at him. A was very particular about being seen, especially by BB. BB is seemingly content with the action though.
"I'd kill myself before I'd kill you" A whispers. BB smiles and kisses A's forehead, turning to me. A releases BB's hair and rids himself of some invisible dirt that has contaminated his clothing before sighing and becoming his introverted self. BB grins madly at me, then takes A's hand in his own before raising it a little and making a point.
"It seems, over the entirety of the summer holidays, myself and A have become much more... attached"
"BB" A grumbles, quickly looking around for anyone that might see. Despite his nerves, they don't release their hands.
"Yes. Quite attached" BB continues. "In fact, I think A became quite partial to my bed"
"BB stop it" A hisses, quickly slapping the broodier teen on the shoulder with his free hand. I grin and turn just as the bell goes to remind the students that classes were about to start.
"I'm happy for you two, really"
"Really?" A had been nervous about sleeping with BB for the two years they'd been together. BB had been unusually patient, but it seemed that over the summer, things had finally progressed.
"I said it, didn't i?" I laugh.
"And he can say what he wants A, he has his own mouth just as you have...yours" BB reaches up and touches A's lips, who quickly shakes his head and readjusts his bag, shaking away BB's hand and mumbling something about being late before hurrying away. "He's still getting used to the idea; he thinks now that everything is much more...sexual" BB tells me, still watching A's retreating back.
"He's just shy; you know that" I tell BB. He nods. "What do you have first?"
"Hm? Oh, I'm with A. We'll see you at break. Goodbye Mello" I didn't know if BB was with A or not, but it didn't bother me too much. Whether BB was supposed to be with A wasn't the issue. The Principal should know by now that it doesn't matter where he puts BB and A because they'd still be in the same classes at the end of the day. They were just like that.
"See you later" I give him a quick wave and disappear to my English class. There was no Derrick, thank God, and Ms. Rem was one of the better and more lenient teachers of the school, so it was a good start to the day actually.