AN: Hahaha, how's it goin', bros? My name is THE REEEEAAALL GINGER! Lol, Pewdie is just... epic. Mere words can't describe the awesomeness that is Pewdiepie. Well, I had this crazy idea so I'm gonna write it down and leave you all in suspense as to what's up with Gingey! Read and Review, guys! Hope you like this chapter! It's in Tommi's POV, btw!
Chapter 6: Blue Spikes and White Stripes
I shift from side to side as four eyes stare at me uncomfortably. I sit on my hands awkwardly, waiting for them to say something. I get tired of waiting after a while though.
"Umm, can I help-"
"Who are you and what the hell are you doing at our school?" The blue haired one asks, cutting me off.
"My name's-"
"I don't believe father told me about any new students. Then again he barely tells me anything..." The one with three horizontal white stripes in his jet black hair adds.
"Yeah, I'm-"
"And what's with your eyes? They're so big! Of course, not bigger than me! I'm the biggest guy around!" The blue one says. Definitely have the biggest mouth, I think to myself.
"Yeah, I get that a lot-"
"And that disgusting blue stripe! Ugh, it makes your hair so unbalanced!" The other cries. I frown.
"You got a problem with my stripe, hon? Tell it to my-"
"It matches my hair! Kind of..." The blue one says.
"And you haven't told us who you are yet," Stripey says, his golden eyes staring at me. I clench my fists.
"Yeah, talk for my sake!" The blue one says, leaning his elbow on the lunch table. I open my mouth to say something, but the blue one cuts me off again. "Oh, and I say 'my sake' because I going to surpass-"
"SHUT UP AND LET ME TALK, DAMNIT!" I scream standing up. They close their mouths quickly. "Thank you!" I sit back down and fold my hands in my lap politely. "My name's Tommi. I'm new here, and I'm Alex's partner. My eyes are big because they just are, and I was born with this stripe. I'm beautiful in my way, cause God makes no mistakes. I was born this way, so deal with it!" I say, quoting Lady Gaga. I do that a lot. Quoting songs and such. I'm not as into music as Ginger is, but I still love it. I play bass guitar. Back when we lived next door to each other, we even had a band. Me on bass, Ginger on electric, and Mem on drums. Ginger lost her guitar in the fire her dad started, though.
"I think that's a song..." The blue one mumbles. I roll my eyes. "So who are you two supposed to be?" I ask them. Stripey sits up straight and smoothes down his shirt. "I am Death the Kid, Shinigami's son. This idiot here is Black Star, the most arrogant kid in the school. Oh, and you can just call me Kid." He responds all proper-like. I nod. "Nice to meet you." I say. He holds out his hand. I shake it and start on my lunch.
After I'm about halfway through my sandwich when I notice both of them staring at me. I look up, mid-bite. "Need anything else?" I ask. They shake their heads as I swallow. Then I notice where they're staring. I follow their gaze and shriek.
"QUIT STARING AT MY BOOBS, YOU PERVY WEIRDOS!" I shout, covering my chest with my arms. They keep staring, though. "She's definitely got a nice rack..." Black Star mutters to Kid. He nods. "Yes, quite symmetrical indeed." He responds. I slap both of them. "I SAID, CUT IT OUT!" I yell. They rub their cheeks, Black Star muttering something I can't hear.
"Sorry, but it's hard not to. They're rather large." Kid says. I growl. They back off. I yank my sweatshirt over my chest and zip it up. Jeez, people at this place are so perverted. And gross. Why is is that almost every guy I meet always ends up staring at my boobs?
"Can you leave now? I kind of need to talk to Alex alone." I say, annoyed. They nod and walk away. Right on cue, Alex plops down next to me. He takes a big bite of his sandwich.
"Yo." He says after swallowing. I take a bite of my sandwich as well. "What was up with those idiots?" He asks. I shake my head. "Don't ask..." I respond. I take a big gulp of water and wipe my mouth with my sleeve.
He shrugs. "So when are we gonna do our first mission?" He asks after a while. "I don't know. Maybe we should wait a bit longer. We haven't even fought together yet." I answer. He grumbles a bit and takes another bite. "What?" I ask, getting a bit defensive.
"It's just that you seem like you don't really want to. Crystal always went on missions with me..." He adds softly at the end. I frown. "Look, would you rather have that witch girl Crystal as a partner or me?" I say angrily. He grumbles again. "You don't even know if you're a weapon or not." He adds. It's true, I might be a weapon. So far, everyone in my family is a weapon. And I mean EVERYONE. I just think it's weird for me to be a meister when everyone else in my family isn't.
"So! I would know if you were better at explaining!" I retort. Alex tried to tell me how to transform, but it didn't really make that much sense. Scratch that, it made no sense whatsoever. He mumbles something I can't make out and keeps eating.
"Ugh... maybe I could ask some other weapon?" I think aloud. He shrugs again. I frown. "Wow, SO helpful." I say sarcastically. He shrugs yet again. I sigh.
"You know what?" I say, slamming my hands on the table. Alex looks to me expectantly. "After lunch, let's go choose a mission ad I'll show you I can fight!" I say. He nods. "Sounds bearable." He says. I smile. "You'll see!" I tell him.
"Hey! You!" I shout at the ugly, torn up, thing standing a ways down the empty street. It turns to me and licks it's lips. "Yummy, human sooouul!" It rasps. I smirk. "Sorry, bub, but I think I'm the one who'll be eating your soul!" Alex shouts from behind me. The thing smiles, or at least I think it does, considering its mouth is on the side of its head. It has skin dangling from his chin, arms, and legs. It's honestly the creepiest thing I've ever seen in my life. I shrug the thought off and hold my hand out to Alex. He transforms and I catch hi in the air, just barely getting a firm grip on his smooth leather handle. We matched soul wavelengths pretty easily, with Ginger guiding us. Man, I wish she knew how to transform. Then I'd actually know whether I'm a weapon or not.
"Now come here so I can get this over with!" I shout at it. It growls and runs towards me. I'm taken aback for a second, but then I recover and duck below its arm. The flesh hanging from it has hardened and is now a greenish, rotten, blade. I swallow deeply. Eww, this is sooo gross, I think.
I give Alex a little spin. I need to show him I can fight. I'm nowhere near as flexible or agile or... well, anything as Ginger, but I know I can do this. She's awesome. I came to this school because of her, because I want to be like her. Secretly, she's my idol. And my best friend. Mem, too. Except I'll pass on the emo stuff. I've seen Ginger in action, and it was the most amazing thing I've ever sen in my life.
Gaah, I need to focus! I push Ginger farther back into my mind and focus on the moldy, fleshy corpse standing in front of me. I hook Alex around it's legs and yank it to the ground. I try to remember what Mr. McAllister had said that one day I stayed over at their house for a sleepover and got to watch one of their training sessions. Damn, what was it?
I bring my foot down on the guys stomach. He gasps, then grabs my foot, taking a bite out of my ankle. I shriek and shake him off. Red teeth marks lines make a circle on my ankle. "EWW! EW-EW-EW-EW-EW-EW-EW-EW! IT BIT ME!" I scream, stomping on its face repeatedly. It jumps up and lunges at me. I duck and whip around. It rolls to a standing position and comes at me again. With one swing of Alex, its head is chopped off and seems to unravel itself. A red blob floats in front of me, a beehive type pattern partially covering it in patches. I take it in my hands and stare at it with wide eyes.
"Whoa..." I utter to myself, forgetting about Alex. Someones hand reaches in between me and the strange red blob and snaps. I blink a few times. "Huh?" I say quietly. Alex snaps again. He takes the blob out of my hand and slides it in his mouth. After chewing for a bit, he swallows and lets out a breath. My mouth hangs open in shock. "Did you just... eat it?" I say. He looks at me like I'm crazy. "Yeah, I'm kind of supposed to, smart one." He says. My jaw lowers even farther to the ground.
"Buh...buh... b-buh..." I mutter. He slaps my mouth shut. "You're gonna catch flies. That was the soul, dumbass. You do the work, I get the soul, we get one point closer to me being a death weapon. Comprende?" He asks, sticking his hands in his pockets and walking away. I shake my head. This shit is way too crazy for me. I facepalm and run after him.
"Hey! Wait up! You can't get back home without me, remember?" I yell at him. He waves over his shoulder. I frown and catch up. I breath heavily when I get close enough to him to walk. "So? How was I? Do you think I can fight now?" I ask him. He shrugs. "Well, you did win, but that was the easiest one they had. You weren't that bad, but you could definitely use improvement." He says. I sigh.
"You know what? Screw it. I don't even care. I'm your partner, and you're gonna have to just deal with it." I say. He laughs. "I'll try my best." He says, his dark brown hair falling over his eyes.
AN: Okay, kiddies! I'm writing as fast as I can, so I have two (possibly three) chapters out in one day! Yeesh, I need a life... My sister laughs at me all the time. I showed her my SEVENTY THREE FRIGGIN' REVIEWS on The New Coolest Kid In School, and she said, "Wow! I didn't know you had that many nerd friends!" So now you all are my nerd friends, and I am your nerd leader. BOW DOWN TO ME, MINIONS! Whoa, I'm starting to sound like Black Star...
Tommi: Yay! My first Soul!
Alex: It wasn't that special...
Ginger: Congratz, guys! Nice job out there, Tommi!
Tommi: Thanks, Ginge!
Soul: Geez, you guys are acting like everything's perfectly fine and dandy and Ginger not, I don't know, CAPTURED BY WITCHES.
Ginger: *Shrug* This chapter was about them, not me. And I have no idea what's going to happen.
Mem: Well, we're about to find out, next chapter's coming soon!