As it's the first day back and some people have changed classes and such, Ms. Rem has been instructed, like all teachers, to have 'icebreaker' sessions for the first lesson. Which meant various group activities and standing up and telling strangers personal details about yourselves. It sucks.
None the less it was the only way, Ms. Rem said so, that you would get marked as 'present' for the lesson. So, when it eventually comes to my turn, after ignoring all the other people's random pieces of information, I stand up and proclaimed that:
"My name is Mello, I like chocolate and I have an adopted sister called Misa" before sitting back down in a huff. Most of the class was still the same, a few had been transferred around, but it was still pretty much my same English class. Minus Derrick of course. Maybe he got put with people he doesn't know... I inwardly grin at the thought and don't feel bad for him. I doubt he'd actually try and make friends anyway, he's as introverted as A! Anyway, there's a few people I don't know in my class now, so when I hear some unfamiliar names, I turn to watch as they give away stupid details about themselves. I couldn't care less in all honesty. There's a weird girl called Miranda, she was small for her age and had five dogs. I bet you they sleep in her bed. Eugh. There's another girl called Sandi, who loves art and doesn't like any beverage other than water. There's a freaky guy that wants to be an astronaut and goes around calling people "Buzz" – eugh, he was the last anyway, so the 'telling strangers personal details about yourselves' is over with, and onto the group activities. I was so tempted to walk out, but I refrained. I had to behave. God, help me. I pulled out my phone and texted BB. I would've texted A, but I knew for a fact he had his phone on mute/silent during classes. BB, for weird and slightly sexual reasons, had his phone on silent/vibrate. My message would reach him for sure.
"Set the fire alarm off. Do something. Plz! M."
Meh. I waited as if the fire alarm would go off within seconds, but it didn't. Fuck. I get put into a group, courtesy of Ms. Rem. Just as she's about to explain what to do, the fire alarm does in fact go off. In an ecstatic frenzy, feigning the horrors of a real fire, the student's race out of the room with giggled laughter and screams, heading for the court yard outside. I walk there, following the crowd to the nearest exit. On the way, I bump into A.
"Hey. You're lacking your attachment" A smiles a little.
"He had to go in a different direction so that the teachers wouldn't notice it was him" A tells me. I nod and laugh. "This is your entire fault Melly" A tuts at me. I ignore the nick-name and shrug.
"They were making us do ice-breakers. How can it get any more boring?" A nods in agreement, his eyes dull. "You ok?" I ask for the second time that day. He nods some more. "Suuuure?" He shrugs.
"I wonder if BB got caught" I laugh loudly and A chuckles nervously beside me.
"Naahh" I wave hand. "He's smarter than that" A nods in full agreement, his eyes suddenly lighting up. Two black-cotton-covered arms are wrapped around him from behind, a shaggy head leaning on his shoulder.
"Who's smarter than that?" He mumbles. A blushed madly, covering his face with his hands.
"We were saying that you're smart enough not to get caught" I tell BB. "A was just worried that he might not see you for the rest of the day" A shakes his head in his hands in disbelief. It was funny teasing him sometimes, but with A, you had to be careful. He really was quite delicate.
"Yes, that would be a shame. No more of that thing that you do" A's head pops out of his hands, horrified. "You know, that thing" A removes BB's hands from around his waist and turns around in shock, holding up the people behind them. "You better keep moving" BB whispers, loud enough for both me and A to hear. "No?" A's staring him down with utter embarrassment I see, but BB is unaffected. "Hm" With a swift movement, BB launches A over and onto his shoulder and continues shuffling onwards. A, horrified and completely embarrassed, continues to hit BB's back as they move, kicking his legs in the air. I laugh for a few seconds, but then A starts panicking. Shit.
"BB, put him down"
"Hm?" The thing with BB is that he's not too good with indirect emotions; it's one of the things he loves about A. If they want to understand each other, they'll look at each other directly. One, so that A is seen, and two, so that B can directly see A's emotions. Whilst A is over BB's shoulder, no direct seeing is going to occur.
"Seriously, BB, put him down" I reach to help A off BB's shoulder, a few of the people behind us getting irritated.
"Lemmee' get us out the door" BB huffs, continuing through the door and outside into the yard, at which he allows me to help A down. Pink in the face, shaking all over and definitely not a happy camper, A allows himself a small tantrum:
"You, don't you ever do that again! W-why do that? I'm perfectly fine walking, i-I have legs! See!" He points to them. "Don't do that again!" He whacks BB over the head, just as Roger – the vice head-teacher – comes out of the door.
"A!" He comes over and myself and BB stand in front of A protectively. If there was one thing A couldn't handle well it was a scolding. "You know the rules about violence; I see Mello has been affecting you somewhat"
"What?" I screech.
"Sir, it was entirely my fault" BB confesses, his voice completely monotone. "It was due to my actions that A got mad. It's fine. There is no need for yelling or punishment. Please, continue on your way" After staring at the scary teen for a further three seconds, Roger carries on and leaves us. BB turns back to A. "Now, where were we?" I smile a little at B's switchy-personality, but my face turned horrified when A suddenly collapses on the pavement. "Perhaps A should take up drama. He has a delicate flare for the dramatic, wouldn't you say so, Mells?" BB leans down and scoops up the stick-of-a-boy, carrying him bridal style to the lines in the court-yard. We are placed in alphabetical order of our class year group, being 'K', I'm somewhere near the end of the line. Being B, he was somewhere near the top with A (as always). I can see Derrick somewhere else in the line, but I don't linger on his freaky self for long.
The fire alarm took a whole half an hour out of our first lesson, to which there wasn't much point in going back to it. Mr Wammy declared this, and gave us an elongated break with which to 'mingle'. Ha. I went to find BB and, a now fully conscious, A, who happened to be peacefully holding hands, albeit quite hidden, but 'together' none the less.
"Well done BB" I pat his shoulder. "You made my morning oh so interesting" He gives me a creepy smile.
"I can make it more interesting if you want" I decline the offer, not liking how it sounded. A chuckles softly, leaning his head slightly on BB's arm. I'm about to ask if he's ok –
"I'm fine Melly. A-OK" I nod then frown.
"Enough with the nicknames" A blushes and looks away; BB chuckles.
"What shall we do, guys?" A pipes up. "We have a whole forty five minutes to kill"
"Kill? Hmmm..."
"Not really BB" A smiles softly and heads over to the tree with the benches. Our usual place. BB follows close behind, but next to me.
"It is in our maths class" BB tells me. "Stupid thing sits right in front of A. They actually talked too" I assume he's talking about Derrick.
"You didn't sit next to A?" I ask stupidly. It's stupid because BB would sit next to A; if there wasn't a seat he'd simply make them move.
"Oh, I did. But that twat still talked to A. I might have to find a game to play with him"
"Did A talk back?" BB nodded, then shrugged.
"Occasionally. Still jittery though" I nod and sigh. "I worry that Derrick might round on A like he did with you" BB frowns in momentary anger, his lip curling into a snarl. "The moment he so much as touches A wrongly, he's dead" His face returns to something resembling BB's normality, and he continues. "I think that's just A's character, being small and timid, poor rabbit" I frown at his comment, slightly worried for A's safety for a moment, before BB frowns and shoves his hands in his pockets. "Mello?" I reply with a casual 'yeah'. "Does A look OK to you?" BB's voice is slightly lower than normal, his eyes dangerously glaring at, what I first think, is A. My mind automatically thinks BB is asking if I think A looks good, as in physically (I think), its confusing when its BB, but as I follow his gaze, I realise that A is surrounded by a few confident looking guys, the whole scene being watched by none other than Derrick in the corner of the court yard, away from sight and suspicion..
"No; I don't think he's ok" I dive for A just as one of them reaches for his shirt, but I'm too late. In my haste to reach A, I forget about planning, and I'm shoved backwards and punched to the ground as A is ganged up on. BB flies past me, diving at my attacker (and not bothering to help me up) before facing all of A's bullies.
"I hear your not too good with confrontation" One sneers, jabbing a poke at the startled-looking A. He looked like a deer caught in the headlights. Completely helpless.
"Yeah, you need your boyfriend to come and save you" One laughs, gripping A's fair hair and throwing his head back. I gasp as I struggle to my feet. A movement like that could easily have snapped his neck. I dive blindly for one of them, sending them flying in minutes. I wasn't trained in martial arts for nothing. One whacks me from behind, over the head. It's then that I realise I may be a little rusty at this. BB actually growls and reaches for A, but he's held back.
"Yeah, your boyfriend" BB's advanced upon, but he's not reacting. "So you're a couple now eh? Not a cute couple; you're both freaky" The gang laughs. BB growls. A's on the verge of tears. "Yeah, a freaky couple. A sick freaky couple" More laughter and BB lashes out. He breaks free of the arms and hands that are gripping him and dives for A. Unsuccessful, he's pushed to the ground and pinned there by heavy-footed shoes.
"Fuck" I hiss. A yells as they continue to hit him, over and over again with their sick homosexual remarks. Thrashing around isn't doing me any good-
"No, no Mello. We heard all about you and your limitations" One sneers, kicking me in the gut.
"Yeah, you're not supposed to be fighting; you're behaviour is supposed to improve" Fuck this. I lash out, break free and smack two to the floor. Once down, I kick them a little more, and Kung-Fu the guys holding B down. Once he's up, I turn to help A. It's me and BB against seven of them; somehow, even with our skills I'm doubting myself. I still manage to detangle a battered A from the arms gripping him, managing to move him away and, eugh, towards Derrick. BB races to my side and scoops A up.
"I might just kill them" He mumbles, completely serious. I know with BB's instability that it's a possibility, so I surrender A's form to him and turn quickly to Derrick, who's grinning. "If you have anything to do with this, you're dead, understand?" BB scolds him, lowering A to the floor carefully. "Easy..." He murmurs. The fight returns, BB being pushed forwards and almost toppling over A. Moving A away had done nothing. I'm pulled back, but I manage to overpower them just as quick. BB's trying to move them away from A, I notice, so I try and do the same. It doesn't work as effectively. I manage to ground a couple of them, but one races from my grasp and dives at A. I turn back quickly to BB, who had the situation barely under control. He throws himself over A and kicks the attacker away; he was unconscious from then on. The others stop for a moment, looking at BB as though he was completely mad. (He was, but that's beside the point).
"You freak!" One yells, diving for him. I'm released and they all charge at BB.
"Fucking hell!" I groan. I'm kicked backwards and out of the fight; I can't help BB. I feel blood running down my face, and it slowly seeps into my mouth as I watch the fight in shock. BB was doing okay for now, but if he got pushed over, his mental state might not stay stable. Five out of seven are now either unconscious or rolling in pain on the floor. The bullies stop and wait, everyone gathering their breaths before eventually dispersing once The Principal and the Deputy come up the yard. BB shuffles, obviously wounded, to A and crouches next to him. I notice Derrick has already disappeared.
"What is the meaning of this?" The Deputy scolds us. BB looks about to jump him and A's eyes are threatening to flood. "And you? Is it that hard, Mello? Really? One day..." The Principal pats the Deputy's shoulder and he steps aside.
"Lets get you all to the infirmary, get you better, and then you can join me in my office" He turns and strides off, leaving us trailing behind him like wounded dogs. I remember, when I stayed at Wammy's in England for two years, if I ever got told off, Wammy would be such a granddad, saying things like - "I'll have tea and cake ready for your arrival" -Scratch that, such an English granddad.
"This better not have been your fault Mello" The Deputy warns.
"Believe me, it's not" I smirk at him, unable to be more mad than I actually am. The Deputy sighs and follows on. I hope to God that they don't call Rod just yet. If they do, before I get a chance to explain my side of the story, I think Rod will resort to taking away my chocolate and banning me from seeing BB and A again. Shit. What if the Principal makes me leave? Oh for fucks sake, why don't I give up on education now!
"Mello – feel free to blame me. You getting kicked out would mean something of an apocalypse – so do whatever you can to remain here" BB smirks. "I'll see to it that you do, if you cant"
"Thanks BB" -But it might not just be the school you'll have to convince... Rod isn't going to like this.