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"The fuck ?" the curse from the were all scattered around the room. Lenalee and I were on fluffy and comfortable, I may add, Pikachu and Riachu pillows near the table. Allen was near the fridge, of course but we pad locked it just for emergencies, Kanda and Lavi both were at the table. It was only us, I asked the professor to get some ingredients for dinner, now we can talk freely. Each person had a small pile of papers, and now, we are exiamining each thin sleet of paper and classifying it into different piles; Bills, final notices and payoffs to families because of deaths, the usual , the last category was most popular. After he was done his pile, Kanda peered at the small MT Everest of payoffs.
"There are 200 letters here!" Lavi came from his seat and kneeled down, having paper in each hand and yelled to the heavens. "The weird thing is that these are all from this year. What kind of place, have people die in just one year non-stop?" Lenalee, Allen and I answered as it wasn't a rhetorical question.
"Hospital..."
"Jail..."
"Horror movie..." everyone turn to me. "What! It could happen!" I took the first note me and Allen found, from the red head clutches. My gaze went to the date of December 14 2010. "That weird. It said that it is from December 14, but I don't remember anything about a disappearance of anyone." Lenalee looked over to see the letter, I leaned to my right to let her get a better view.
"Maybe the police covered it up some how?"
"Or the school staff." Allen said icily.
"No way..." automatically came out from my mouth. "One of the staff...a henchman for the Earl? I don't think that would be possible..." As the smooth surface of the paper left my hands, Lavi spoke.
"You can't trust anyone. You don't know who they are, outside they maybe the nicest person. But in the inside, they can be evil and demented, like can turn on you...and kill you." As much I want to denie it, I can't. He's right. You don't know who anyone is unless you go into their mind yourself. Even though the staff are so kind and nice, they can be the help for the Millennium Earl. They can turn on you...and kill you. A shiver went down my spine.
"Ne, tell me about the Noahs. You only said the are like brokers. Tell me more."
As they were about to say something, the front door opened with Professor Nieves, wearing a gray army coat, with groceries in hand. I kept my mouth shut as the he came deeper in. The guys started to put the note back into the wore out box and closed it up. Us, both Lenalee and me, went to the kitchen to start unloading food. On and out to the counter was vegetables, yeast, and other ingredients for pasta.
"Oh were having Italian tonight?" He only shook his head no and had a five to six instant noodle bowls in his combined arms.
"We are having instant ramen! There was a deal and I could miss!" On the professor's face was a smile that,was similar, to a person who just won the lottery. I gave a sigh and put the yeast into the cupboard.
Minutes past. We all had fun, laugh and ate except Yu. Man was he on diet or something? He looks perfectly fine! When I first seen him, he had nice...hard...abs...NO NO NO! Shake that from your head Rebecca! Megumi! help me get this though out of my head...
Master...are you that perverted? I could hear a smirk. It sounded like a woman. Surprisingly I didn't realized that before...
"NO I AM NOT! THANK YOU VERY MUCH!" I yelled out loud towards my room where my innocence was 'currently' residing. Everyone noticed my outburst and Professor asked me a common question for me. 'Rebecca, are you okay?' Blood rushed to my cheeks, and my voice got higher.
"HAHAHA! I'M FINE! JUST EXCUSE ME!" my feet rushed me into my room and closed the door. I could just tell that their image of me being sane is gone...I gave a heavy sigh. Everything that escape from my lips was in a harsh whisper.
"Megumi! How dare you say I am perverted!" I looked around the room to find Megumi , floating, searching through my of clothing being thrown from it's place and onto the floor carelessly, I may add.
Master, I was only telling the truth. She called. Master, what is this? I came up behind her to see what she meant. It was my guitar.
"It's a guitar. A instrument that makes music from it's strings. Why?" The covers shook.
Nothing. I never knew you played an instrument.
"Yeah. Professor gave it to me on my tenth birthday. He seen me wanting it and when I opened a present that was saped like that. I strated to cry out of happiness. I play well. Also, we were only together for four days right? You couldn't know everything about me already right?"
Uh...right. Four days.
"Megumi. Please be frank when I ask you this question okay. It's really important."
Yes master, what is it?
"Male or a Female?"
huh?
"You sound female and I just don't want to assume...I mean I watch Jerry Springer and some people sound like girls but they aren't."
I am a female. My spirit is
.
"Oh, that makes sense...Can I read more the spells on the pages?" in you sounds so wrong...
Megumi opened up to a page full of illustrations as my legs formed a preastle under me. I flipped through a couple to find that I couldn't any longer. There was a page with a huge lock. Picture I mean and the weird writing everywhere, just like the cover. When I touched it, the lock shocked me!
"OWWWWWWOWWWWIEEEE!" I blew on my finger. "Why did you so that!" The book closed it's covers and backed away form me.
I didn't on means that you are not complete. Only your blood must touch this page.
"But I don't wanna cut myself." I sounded whinny like a little kid but I didn't care. I only cared about my bruised finger! Also on my writing hand too...
Your blood but not exactly you...don't worry, you'll figure it out when you are older...
"I can't believe you had just said that." I squeaked out. Then my door open letting in the older red headed male.
"Rebecca, we're leaving. I am going to star investigating about that 'thing' tomorrow." 'Thing' equaled broker. I am getting the hang of a the lingo now...okay sort of. Atleast I wasn't completely clueless.
"Ah right. Let me show you out, " I got up slowly and started for the door. "Lavi, I want to come with you." He looked at me with a quizzed expression then in amused one. With a shrug "Well, you can come over and stay the night, but you have to sleep in my room because Yu-chu get's really jealous."
"No. I want to help you investigate. I will be good help since I know the lay out of the school. Also the town that surrounds the school too.."
Lavi looked at me, gave a brilliant smile and a thumbs up. "Thanks! Then we can go to town and have a little fun." Side by side, we strutted to the door and to the air conditioned hallway right behind Allen and Kanda arguing about who looked more like a girl, who were behind Professor Nieves.
"Fun? Investigating fun?"
"When I do it, it is." I rolled my eyes.
"So we should go on the weekend cause we have no school then. It will give us, not including today, 2 days to prepare." I added, thinking of the heavenly weekend. I so needed a break.
"Sure. So it's a date?" the smirk still planted on his face as he entered the pathway of his room.
"Yeah!" I called to him, my head poking out from my room. Not an actually date. Like an appointment right? Isn't that what he meant? Well I shouldn't get all overboard about it. I have a big day tomorrow. My name will probably be called on the loud speaker cause I skipped class and stayed in the library, I thought out loud.
"Your name wont get your name called on the loud speaker." Lenalee assured me with a pat on the back as we turned the lights out and headed for bed. But I couldn't go to sleep. before we headed for the twin beds next to each other, I started to move some of the furniture; dresser, beds, stuff like that, out of my way. I asked my roomie to help me. When she asked why I am doing this I said and I quote. "I always keep to my word and never go back on a favor."
The Next day, homeroom.
"Rebecca Nieves you are wanted in the principals office." Dun dun dun duuuuuhhhh. I knew it. They will always chew me out. But I would have imagine that they would wait until lunch but no~. They have to send me to them early in the morning. I grabbed my panda bag, which was heavier then usual, excused myself (gave a sudden 'If I don't return' speech) from the rest of the class and went to meet my doom. Going to the office was long trip full of 5 stories of stairs, so it gave me time to think about what was happening to our mission lately.
The room, the letters, also the akuma that came out of no where and attacking us. I don't know how they all fit. It's like everything it's like puzzle, but pieces aren't all there. Alright, let me just calm down and start from the beginning. First, the akuma. Why was it here? I didn't know that Allen and company were coming to get me so I don't think the akuma knew either. So why was it there in the first place? And how did it get here/there? Why and how. That's what keeps a hole in the plot.
Next is the room. Why was it there? What was it purpose? It was more than just keeping the letters there. I know that for sure. There was furniture. Expensive from the velvet. So who ever put that in there was rich billionaire or they visited their local Rent-a-center often.
I entered into the principals office, absent mindedly, without any consent from the secretary and went to the desk in the middle of the room. It was such a lovely office and nicely lit with stain glass windows. The pictures of crosses with wings and the moon. Beautiful stuff, the walls were dark autumn red, the desk, shelves, and door as I look back, were a rich brown like dead leaves.
There was a couch, two love to the desk was black filing cabinets and a reclining moving chair behind the desk was all red velvet outlined in black. The room was mostly decorated with stuff from the 1900- RED VELVET? I zoomed over to one of the love seats present and looked at them closely. They kind of looked the same as the ones at the secret room. Which wasn't a secret since we know what it is, but you know what I mean. i got my phone and took pictures of the place. Mostly about the pieces of things you can sit on. Then it boggled my mind.
So, if there is something similar in two places, it can't be a coincidence. I never believed in those. I guess the principal's taste in furniture and life style is in question.
"Are you liking Principal M. East furniture?" asked a woman's voice. I turned, scared out of my socks, to see a woman, of course, in a gray suit. I quickly put the phone behind my back, but not turnin it of. The gray suit was, of course, business apparel, with black heels that made her head reach the half of the bookshelf next to the door frame. Her looks, well extraordinary. for a woman's point of view. The female's blond hair in a strick, tight bun letting only a few strains of hair slip to the side of her hair and her bangs. Perfect complement her 25-30 year old figure. Colorful Blue eyes that can reflect any image from them, behind thin framed black glasses. She extend her hand to me.
"Miss. James. Secretary. I presume you are Miss. Nieves correct?" there was an accent that I couldn't place my finger on in that smooth voice of hers. I swear if Lavi was here, the only thing he could say is 'STRIKE!' Snapping back to the real world, I didn't take her hand but only nodded.
Miss. James pursed her lips together as she took back her hand, like gathering information and stuck on a piece shouldn't crack. I know the feeling.
Then I noticed in her other hand was a metal clipboard. She wrote onto the paper that was clipped onto the hard folder. With that chance, I sneaked a picture of her onto my phone in one swipe. Making sure I put it in a small pocket in my trusty panda. Bag that is.
"I have been assign to Mr. that you has mist out on a couple of classes without ay permission at all. You will have 3 after school detentions starting next week."
After school detention! I should of seen this coming but why after school.I had important stuff to do after school. Like eating , homework, help looking for he broker, watching reruns of Project Runway and So You Think You Can Dance! I missed season 8 and I am never missing anything again. I promised to everything that was good and delicious. So that was huge.
"Can I have lunch detention instead?" She shook her head in a elegant way, if that was possible.
"Mr. M. East, " she said "likes his lunches with his family and doesn't want to be bothered by," The James lady looked me up and down with distaste "students who don't know how to follow the rules at all and need help. That is what guidance officers are for. Now if you excuse me, I have to go back to what I previously doing earlier. Get. Out." I narrowed my eyes, and stalked out slowly. What did she do earlier?
Go shopping online for something that she wanted, like a boyfriend? Miss James, is a over pricey bitch. I could just tell. Also, what was she writing in there? Though it wasn't any of my business but...she wrote something about me. It IS my business. I walked out to the hallway and with the corner of my eye, looked back at her. She was locking the door with a huge skeleton key connected to a big brass ring full of other keys. There was only one thing to, I put my hand under my chin and strutted up the stairs. I was now on the 2nd floor. I had to see what else I could find in that room. In those file cabinets. I know the perfect time too.
Lavi is going to be my little helper.
bcozy-I am so sorry! I know I should of update sooner but I had a couple of fainting spells so that's why I am late with this. I AM SO SORRY!. I swear the story will get even better I promise.