Sorry, I was busy with my summer hw so it's short...
ME: THIS IS JUST A FAN FICTION OF AN ANIME, "KAICHOU WA MAID-SAMA" WHICH IS NOT MADE BY ME
Tora: Oy, You talk too much. Can I get raping now?
CRASH!
Well, it's kind of obvious now. But if you're slow, I bashed his head in with the lamp. He fell to the ground.
The End.
Lol, just kidding.
"Oh my god, I just killed someone," I thought ghastly, "Crap." Wait a minute. That means I'm SAFE! I was celebrating for just a minute but then came back to reality. "I guess, I'll just call the police and that's about it," I shrugged.
I felt a grip at the back of my ankle. "Ahhhh!" I screamed while stomping on the thing that touched me.
"OWWW! DAMN IT!" I heard him scream. I looked down, watching him cradle his hand.
"Oh, you're still alive?" Wait, I take that back. Definitely a wrong thing to say. "I mean, are you ok?" I cooed.
"Damn it, you jerk!" He snarled, "I was just joking with you!" "Isn't it an American thing?
"Oh my god," I thought in embarrassment, ""this is how Americans guys joke with each other?" I'm scared to go to America now. Shoot, gotta think of some excuse.
"Well, cuz you know I don't know you like that?" What the-? Did I say I was American? "Who said I was American, dude?" I inquired.
He exasperated, "Isn't your name American?"
"Trace Mocdonner," I repeated to myself several times. Well, it does foreign…
"Hey, I thought your name was Trackel Mcdounel?" He raised his brow. Damn it, I screwed up. I should have aimed more carefully into his brain with that lamp. Damn, how could I screw up the name?
"Of course not," I laughed uneasily, "My name is Trace Mocdonner!"
"Anyway, how dare you hit me?" he exclaimed, "Do you have any idea who I am?" You have got to be freakin kidding me…
"Oh my god," I said in pretend-terror. Then I gave him the middle finger. "Guess what, baby? I –DON'T-CARE"
"I'll get you for this," he smirked, "just wait and see.."
"Oh, is that a challenge?" I scoffed, "just try and I'll wipe the floor with you!" I thought, "sheesh, well I'm never gonna meet this fool anyway!"
I made a kid face at him and stomped out the door. "Jerk," I mumbled.
Unknowingly, he had chuckled into a harsh laugh. "Who knew Sekei was such a school of entertainments!" "Fate must be smiling upon me," he grinned with a sinister aura.
"Maki," he said, "don't you know it's rude to overhear others' private conversations?" He looked at the right door. The man was with an apologetic smooth face with short blue hair. "Just before, you were rude to Ayuzawa Misaki when she came earlier too...," the man on the floor sneered, "Do I need to discipline you?"
"I'm sorry, kaichou, it won't happen again."
"Good, I don't need to tell you your next order, do I?"
"No, I'll be soon back with information." Maki left off the room, leaving the green hair with devilish cat eyes sitting coolly on the distraught room.
"I'll teach you not to mess with the Igarashi Family," he said, "especially with me, Tora, LITTLE GIRL."
Tora: Are you kidding me? You let this insolent girl beat me up!?
Me: hehehehe, sorry to disappoint you..
Tora: You must really want to die, huh?
Me: It just came to me! Don't get mad! *runs away*
My little brother: *sigh* again, onee-chan? Please follow & review.