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"OH MY GOD! GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT!" I screamed as I threw various bottles of shampoo and conditioner at the fleeing Shinigami.
I had just stepped out of my long relaxing shower, dressing in nothing but a towel, and into a steam filled bathroom to find…Sid. Needless to say, I was not pleased with this turn of events.
Growling obscenities under my breath I donned my bathrobe and stalked to my room to grab a change of clothes. "Rule number one," I hissed at Sid who was actually standing on the ceiling, "bathroom, off limits, no exceptions. Got it?" He nodded as I stormed back into the still misty bathroom and slammed the door behind me.
Twenty minutes later I emerged dressed, brushed, deodorized, hair sprayed, and make-uped. Sid was looking at me like I was a ticking time bomb. I sighed feeling bad for yelling at him, "Sorry Sid, I'm not a morning person, I should have warned you. Come on, I'm going to be late for school." I slid down the banister with the mollified Shinigami floating after me. Pausing in the kitchen I grabbed my backpack, lunch, and a Hershey bar before locking the house up and heading off on foot towards the ultimate establishment of evil. High school.
Ripping open the shiny wrapper of the Hershey bar, I broke off a row of little chocolate rectangles and handed them to Sid as a peace offering. The rest was breakfast, which I attacked ravenously. "Sooooo…Sid, what if I wanna kill someone but I don't know their name?" He had told me bits and pieces about the Death Note last night but I still had tons of questions. He was more forgetful than my great aunt Lulu. Lulu had Dementia.
"You can't, not unless you bargain for Shinigami eyes." He said around a mouth full of chocolate. Beings without lips should not talk with their mouths full.
"Ew, that's gross," I said curling my lip. "Wait, Shinigami eyes? What do they do?"
"They let you see a person's name and life span…you can't read that though, only Shinigami can and I'm not allowed to tell you how to read it or do it for you."
I spun around to look at him, "Just like that? All I have to do is say it and you'll give them to me?" This had to be too good to be true, I didn't know how I would use the notebook yet but this had definate possibilities…
"No, you have to give up half your remaining life span. But I can't tell you how long that is."
"Oh."
"Do you want the eyes? I could trade you right now if you want."
I backed up, "Uh, no, I'm good, thanks." Some kid was staring at me from across the street. I glared at the little punk and he quickly looked away. Stupid freshman. "I can't talk to you anymore Sid, people are going to start thinking I'm crazy."
He glided closer and peered at the rest of my candy bar over my shoulder. "You gonna finish that?" I sighed; Sid was almost as addicted to chocolate as I was.
"No," I tossed the thing over my shoulder and assumed he caught it because he stopped talking.
By this time we had reached the front of the school. The buildings were old and pretty rundown, all in all it sucked. The only good thing was that juniors and seniors got their own lockers. I shoved past milling freshmen and sophomores until I reached mine. I entered my combination…nothing. I sighed and begun my daily ritual. I punched the dented metal, bruising my hand. "Son of a bitch!" The damn thing opened innocently. Grumbling I shoved my books into my bag. I slammed the door twice before it closed, turned, and froze.
"Violet? What's wrong? You're in the way." Sid looked around as the traffic parted around me. There really wasn't any reason for me to be staring like an idiot…just her. My breath escaped in a rush.
Mary Olivia James was my best friend and the only good thing to come out of my Catholic school years. She was the head cheerleader and the most popular girl in school. She was also my secret crush. Mary didn't know it but I had loved her since the first time I had seen her. Ever since the first awkward day of sixth grade we had been inseparable.
I grimaced as I saw Jet Sawyer, senior captain of the varsity football team and Mary's long time boyfriend. They were the perfect happy couple…they made me ill. "Violet? Hello?" Sid prodded me in the back.
"Nothing Sid, let's go." Pasting a happy smile on my face I made my way over to Mary and Jet. "Morning Violet!" Mary was one of those perpetually happy morning people. She moved to hug me but Jet kept his arm around her waist, thus preventing the movement. He gave me one of those superior stares before tilting his head slightly. The move said clearly, "You are beneath me but because you are the best friend of my girlfriend I have to be nice to you." How I wished I could break his perfect nose all over his perfect face.
The bell rang causing students to grumble and shuffle towards their first classes. "I'll walk you to class baby." Jet smiled down at Mary in a way that made me want to retch. What did she see in this loser?
"Okay, I'll see you at lunch Violet!" As they walked off I was left standing alone with Sid, helpless to do anything but watch the girl I loved walk away.
Okay, sorry about the kinda lame chapter. And yes Violet is a lesbian. I'm sorry if this disturbs you, but that's the way it is. Please review!