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Chapter 7: Done Wrong

Sissi had reason to believe that Ulrich was in a hurry when he broke away from the rest of the group but she cut him off.

"Ulrich dear!" By the expression now gracing his lovely face she had reason to believe he really hated her right now.

She imagined if she could read him like a book, his eyes would be screaming that he didn't have time for her. But his expressions were dull in comparison to Odd's and a load more complicated to understand.

It was one of the things she always loved about Ulrich, his secretive attitude, the fact that you could never be sure what he was thinking.

Now though, she just found it annoying.

It was this little fact that was keeping her from knowing what the group's urgency was all about.

By now he was at least facing her. "What do you want Sissi? I'm in a hurry."

That much she could see, the rest of the group had rushed pass her a few seconds ago. She couldn't know where they were headed for certain but she knew this much: they were going to get there very quickly.

Except for Ulrich, where was he headed? Could she just ask? She didn't see why not but he would probably lie to her.

"Where are you going?" Her saliva tasted so sour but at least her words sounded sweet. She didn't understand… she loved talking to Ulrich in this flirting tone even if he spoke rudely to her in return.

Why didn't doing so feel right now though? All she felt was awkward, a rather unfamiliar sensation for her.

It seemed that Ulrich was debating whether or not to tell her anything, it was clear by his silence. Sissi at least knew he wasn't planning too unless he was going to get information in return, that's the only reason he ever did.

It must be what he was expecting now, "I'm looking for Odd. You were with him last so do you know where he is?"

Sissi didn't know if she should skirt around the subject just so she could spend a little more time talking to Ulrich.

"He went to your dorm. That's where I left him anyways." She couldn't believe she just told him without demanding anything in return-- like a kiss.

Ulrich was looking at her oddly, "why?"

Why? Oh right because their next classes were about to start, it was pretty funny for him not to be going to class.

"He wasn't feeling well." She shrugged lightly. Just in time to notice Ulrich mumble something under his breath before running off.

Masses of students were now pouring out of the Cafeteria, if she was going to follow she should do it now. She had to admit she was curious, it might even be worth skipping classes and getting her cell phone taken away. Well in any case, it better be!

Odd didn't quite understand why he was on the ground or how he even got there.

Despite all the uncertainty, he did know that was Kiwi's tongue licking his face.

Shifting, Odd gently shoved his dog off and sat himself up.

He slumped his back against the bed and leaned his head onto his mattress.

He thought it would prevent him from having to watch the room spinning round and round but found the ceiling was doing much of the same thing. All he could do in this situation was close his eyes and wait for the rollercoaster to stop, just enough so he could climb into bed.

That's what he ended up doing too.

He hid under his covers and groaned when he heard footsteps in the hall.

Voices just outside the door.

Head throbbing, he buried his face into the purple sleeves of his hoodie. A familiar flowery scent assaulting his senses and causing him to sniffle his nose. He recognized it immediately-- rolling over and stuffing his face in his pillow instead, blanket tucked firmly around him, it was Sissi's scent.

He didn't know whether to be disgusted or pleased. His head was pounding to thoroughly for him to think logically.

They were just sounds…

The words only had volume and depth but no meaning.

One was ridiculously high pitched and made his ears ache the other lower and sounding rather annoyed with the first.

The second was saying something then Odd's eyes were stinging through his eyelids-- lousy sunlight. He wanted to yank his covers back but decided that just laying still was more satisfying.

Of course, they just couldn't let him have that pleasure, could they?

Someone was shaking him. An action that wasn't helping his headache at all.

He cracked an eye halfway open hoping to satisfy the intruder so they would leave.

"Get up Odd! We need to go." Oh, it was his roommate. Was he trying to imply something?

Odd opened his eyes all the way. Go where? Shouldn't he know? He felt he should, as he sat himself drowsily up. The room was beginning to spin again.

Obviously Sissi wanted to know too. "Go where?!" Wait, what was Sissi doing here?

Odd shook his head feebly trying to bring his tipping consciousness back reality. They needed to go somewhere, was it class? No, this sounded urgent. Like life-or-death urgent. So… it must be… be… XANA. Yeah, that was it.

He shook his head again and shoved his shaking arms on the bed behind him. Fresh pain stung through his palms as he tried to push himself up and he bit his lip in response. He knew the needed to leave just couldn't find the energy to go.

He gripped the edge of the bed with a withering hold to keep his sitting position and focused his full attention on the two fuzzy figures in front of him.

"Come on Odd. Stop being lazy." His roommate demanded.

A mass of black wafted in front of Odd's vision, the back of Sissi's head, her raven black hair. What was she doing?

"Yolanda said he's sick, that he needs to rest." Was she defending his state of health? Wasn't that sweet…

He let go of the bed and buckled forward as his vision swum. He threw his arms around the closet thing to balance himself-- Sissi's waist, his forehead hitting her back.

Everything was fading but he heard her complain. Felt her ramming him roughly backwards and the covers beneath him once more and aside from snippets of reality, that was it…

Her father was going to be so angry. When he found out she skipped class.

In fact… she was angry at herself. Why you may ask?(she sure questioned herself).

The reason was and quote: She wasn't even doing anything good with the time.

Sure she was sitting on Ulrich's bed and that should have been a plus and his journal was currently propped open in her hands but… it wasn't improving the situation. All the writing did was rub in the fact that Ulrich loved Yumi. Thick and pasty, non-rip able kind of love.

It just rubbed in the fact that she would never be able to have him and for once she could actually see this fact.

It was depressing.

Today she had all intentions to find out the group's secret but instead she was watching the purple boy sleep. Now don't get any ideas, she still hated him! They weren't even friends but she worried… does that make sense? She didn't like feeling crazy.

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Sissi scowled and crossed her arms. "Odd." He was curled up much like a cat, face buried out of sight.

Ulrich had run off in such a hurry. It must have been urgent but Sissi still had no clue where he went.

She should have followed him! Why hadn't she?

"Odd?" She rose to her feet and paced the short length to the boy's bed grabbing his shoulder and shaking him out of his ball. He furled out slightly, arms splayed out before him and legs stuffed beneath his covers.

It was kind of surprising that he kept on sleeping without complaint.

She leaned in a little closer. "Odd?" She was rewarded by his soft groan as a pair of hazy eyes flickered open to look at her.

"Wha…?" His voice was feeble and slurred without its familiar joking tone. His left hand rising slightly to rub his flushed cheeks with covered fingers. The wrinkled purple sleeve managing to wipe away any fever induced sweat.

She knew he wasn't fully there but then he blinked again. "Yumi?" Only managing to sound confused as he rubbed his face once more.

Yumi?! She was nothing like that stupid girl! How could he confuse her with that… that… THING!

"Where's Ulrich?…" It was confusion. Odd clearly didn't understand what was going on like he couldn't put 2 + 2 together.

Even so Sissi didn't have much of a choice but to go along with it, did she?

Maybe she could get something out of him by twisting her words. "I think you know." She said smoothly. "He wanted you to go with him."

Odd released a soft laugh. "Why'd didn't you go then?" And buried his face in his covers.

Yumi was in on it too? Well of course… she was… "Why would I go?"

"Because you always…" His words faded off and Sissi found herself face to face with him as he sat himself up. "You're not Yumi."

Well, so much for that.

"Xana."

She never saw it coming, never thought the scrawny boy could throw a punch but she went down, gripping her nose.

At the moment she could think of nothing but the shock and pain, blood was dribbling down her face and she wasn't sure whether to cry or scream. Her eyes were blurring as Odd slid off the bed and onto the floor in front of her, head tilted slightly to the side as he looked her over.

"Xana?" He still sounded as annoyed as when he first said the term but now their was doubt on his face as he blinked rapidly.

Sissi simply couldn't think straight?

What was he going to do to her?

Before he thought she was Yumi and now somebody named Xana, which he obviously hated.

It was funny… she always thought Odd hated her but now she knew what hate really was coming from him and it was, honestly, scary.

His voice crackled, his mouth slipping into a deep frown. "Siss- e…?"

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"Hey Odd. Are you…" No one looked at Ulrich as his speech faded off, standing there in the doorway. They just continued to look at one another with very interesting expressions. Ulrich saw the blood though and recognized Odd's guilty expression.

Sissi couldn't have done that to herself… "Odd, what did you do?!"