Dinner consisted of pizza, chips and (best of all) breadsticks! As we ate, we all talked about how our summer had been, what teacher we wanted to get this year, ect. I didn't focus too much on the conversation though...I was too busy shoving garlic bread into my mouth (I know, I'm so graceful and ladylike, aren't I?)

After that came dessert, cake and ice cream. I picked at it, kicking myself mentally for filling up on bread (like always).

"So" Rin said, smiling "I didn't know you knew Len"

"Yeah" I said "He was in my Fourth grade class, and then in a couple of my classes last year...We're pretty good friends"

Why did everyone want to know about me and len? We were friends! I didn't get what was so important about it...did they know something I didn't? And even before I could finish thinking that, I mentally berated myself for being such a drama queen. I was overthinking this, and freaking myself out.

You see, I'm usually pretty hyper and happy-go-lucky, but the real reason I seem so unstressed is because I tend to bottle up my negative emotions...and every four or five months or so they'll all crash out like a tidal wave and I'll have a complete meltdown.

It's not pretty, but at least it keeps me from being a fun-sucking-stress-monster all the time.

Whithout further ado, I shoved my worries about not knowing half of these people, about my friends turning into total Len-Nazis, and about anything else, into my mental bottle, and sealed it tight.

I was going to have fun.

As I entered back into reality, I realised that Rin was talking, and I had no idea what she was saying.

"Sorry" I said when she was finished "I totally spaced out, could you repeat that last part?"

"Oh, thats no problem, I do that all the time, I was saying that we should hang out sometime"

"Yeah totally!" I said, glad that there was another person out there who didn't think I was weird (Trust me, they're few and far between)

I grabbed my phone out of my pocket, "If you have yours, we can trade numbers"

"sure!"

After that was over, I set my phone down on the table and joined in the conversation. Everything was going to be awesome!

Of course that lasted all of five seconds. Miku accidently knocked an empty cup off the table; and when I bent down to go get it, Luka turned, in the process, nudging my plate full of mostly untouched cake and ice cream off the table with her elbow, which landed right on top of my head.

I stood up gingerly, there was cake and ice cream caught up in my curls and tangled in my bangs.

"Here!" Rin said "I'll help you wash it off!"

I shuffled off to the bathroom, Rin following in tow.

It took ten minutes to scrub dessert out of my curly red hair and off the back of my neck, Finally, I looked up into the mirror. We had been forced to take my pigtails out, so my hair was down, hovering around my shoulders in a bunch of tightly coiled springs. For some reason, I felt the strange need to take a picture, so I went back into the kitchen, grabbed my phone off the table (Miku, Neru, Luka, and Gumi were all giggling at my hair) and snapped a quick photo before joining the others again.

Despite the cake-hair, I was actually able to have fun for the rest of the night. We painted nails, watched chick flicks, told ghost stories, and toasted marshmallows.

After that was done, it was almost two in the morning, we all headed to bed. Except me. I couldn't sleep.

Finally, after about thirty restless minutes, my head collapsed on my pillow, and I began to drift off...

That was, until my phone decided to sing me the song of it's people; or, more accurately, blast Triple Baka (my ring tone) at max volume.

I shoved it under my sleeping bag, muffling the song, then clicked the answer button. Then I pressed the phone to my ear and walked to the bathroom so I wouldn't disturb anyone.

"Hello?" I asked, a bit blearily

"Teto! I wasn't sure if you would answer" The voice on the other end replied

"Len?" I said, then I added "Do you normally call your friends at two in the morning?"

"I don't know" He replied, souding...well...rather cross, as well as confused "Do you normally text your friends that you hate them and never want to see them again?"

Wait, What?