I sat in the back of the club room with my math book and binder spread out, tapping my pencil on the paper from habit. I hadn't been paying attention to the boring ass teacher and now I'm screwed.
"Damn it." I mutter under my breath scanning the paper over and over again. I look towards the beginning of the chapter in the text book scanning over it murmuring a few colorful words under my breath.
"Why do I need to do statistics, I'm going to own an animal rescue not be a doctor or anything like that!" I wailed to Diego who chuckled.
"As Mrs. O'Grady Jones would say, 'the more you know the better off you'll be in the long run.''' Diego quoted our 5th grade teacher.
"Bleh! Just help me!" I sob waterfalls hugging him. "If you help me I will love you and care about you and love you forever and ever and ever!" I beg him with puppy dog eyes.
"I'll help you." He said sitting down and started to explain it to me.
"I'm going to fail math, and I haven't even made sure the teacher hates me!" I said depressed.
"You aren't trying;" He hit me gently on the forehead with the pen; I did the mature thing to do and stuck out my tongue. "Look you have to," He begun to explain to me again going over what happened in class pointing at the book.
"Oh! I get it now!" I said after his 10 minute explanation.
"Good now do your homework." He said with a teasingly smug look.
"Fine, I'll do the retarded homework." I grumble, I really didn't want to; I'd rather be shooting popcorn kernels that weren't popped at balloons but I promised my parents I would stay and do well. I begun to do the work and found it surprisingly easy now. "I did it!" I said happily. "Yay! Oh Diego, if you love me will you get me some balloons, popcorn, and rubber bands?" I asked my friend who reminded me of an over protective brother.
"May I ask why?" He sounded amused.
"Because I like to take the kernels that didn't pop and shoot them at balloons with a rubber band making them pop!" I giggled much like a little kid.
"We'll do it when we get home." He said chuckling a bit.
"Yay! Oh crap, I gotta get back to the house! Shit, shit, shit!" I said tossing my stuff in my book bag as I remembered I was going to train to Mystic Journey today, not to mention she's been outside all day.
"Language." Kyoya said a warning tone in his voice.
"My vocabulary is like a crayon box, full of colors and I plan to use all of them." I smirk at him mockingly.
"Oh yah Kristen, Michael called earlier." Payton said from where he was sitting with his boyfriend Carson leaning casually in his arms.
"I'll call him back," I pat my pockets and they're empty. I walk over to Payton coolly, a cruel smirk on my face as I grab him by the collar, his face inches from mine.
"Give me my phone." I said my voice was deadly calm.
"I don't have it." He said smoothly; his eyes met mine with a daring look.
"Don't lie to be Altman or your pretty little boyfriend will have a chat with me and my scissors, understand." I said my voice hard at the last part. He puts his hand in his pocket and pulled out my phone, I take it with a bitter smile letting him go. I look at it and see a missed call from friend who I didn't hear from in a while. I walk a few steps, and with a swift flick of my wrist my whip is uncoiled and like a lick of fire his coils around Payton's ankle pulling him down. I turn around a ghost smile on my list.
"Ever do that again, I will chop off your dick and make you eat it." I said with a swift smile, and as quick as my whip was around his ankle it's back around my wrist glittering in the light.
"What the hell is your problem?" Chiyoko said sounding like she couldn't believe what was going on
"I don't have a problem. The relationships I have with my friends are very unique, Payton is my argumentum friend and our relationship is a hot and cold one, one minute friends the next mortal enemies. Carson is like my teddy bear, you just wanna hug him, he's the sweet bubbly friend who bring anybody's spirits up. Diego is my protective big brother that I love very much like all of my friends. Maggie is my caring sweet mother like friend who I can always count on not only when I'm upset or pissed but when I want to obsess over books or couples I love, hate, or want to hook up. Casey is my fun affectionate mother like figure that I can come to with problems like heart break about. Madison is my little mermaid, bubbly, enthusiastic, and devoted; we also have a fire and ice relationship sometimes but are only mad for ten minutes because we have more stuff to talk to each other about. Shimari is the person I come to for spiritual enlightenment or how to apologies she's always been there for me and I've always been there for her. Sarah is my spunky, unpredictable friend who can do as much random stuff with me and not have any second thoughts about might happen, without her I don't know what I'd do. Toral is my innocent, calm, selfless, knowledgeable friend who's a shoulder to lean on and my silence can tell her exactly what happened, and her silence and few words is sometimes what I need. My friends are my family and we have complicated relationships as I said before. So honey before you go bitching about what I do with my friends get yo head out of yo damn ass and mind your god damn business. "I said the last icily my eyes we're icy blue and daring as I got in her face.
"Kristen, that's enough; I'm not going to have you talk to my fiancé with so much disrespect." Kyoya said his voice hard. I walk away from Chiyoko and in front of him.
"And what the hell are you going to do about it?" I dare him.
"I'm going to have to ask you to leave the club." He said a smirk on his features.
"You don't scare me Kyoya. I'm not the kind of person who takes back what they say when they mean it. Especially when it's true." I said my eyes went from blue to fiery daring amber flecked with golden reds. "Now I bid you good day." I grabbed my bag from where it lay and slung it over my shoulder.
"Kristen,-"
"No, I'm not going to be scolded like a small child. I hate you." I said my voice was so calm it scared me.
"Than leave." He challenged.
"No!" I said sarcastically. "I just packed up stuff and grabbed my bag to sit in the corner!" I roll my amber eyes and leave the door closing behind me. "Damn it." I mutter to myself as I walk. "I never know when to shut up do I?"

With every description of her relationships with her friends she took a step forward until she was in Chiyoko's face her dangerous icy blue eyes shines like the freezing fire behind them.
"So honey before you go bitching about what I do with my friends get yo head out of yo damn ass and mind your god damn business. " She finished with her arms crossed over her chest with a daring look.

"Kristen, that's enough; I'm not going to have you talk to my fiancé with so much disrespect." I said my voice hard and cold. She walks away from Chiyoko and in front of me her arms behind her back like a small child.
"And what the hell are you going to do about it?" She dared me with a glare.
"I'm going to have to ask you to leave the club." I smirk coldly at her.
"You don't scare me Kyoya. I'm not the kind of person who takes back what they say when they mean it. Especially when it's true." Her eyes went from blue to fiery daring amber flecked with golden reds. "Now I bid you good day." She hissed grabbing her teal leather hobo bag from where it lay and slung it over her shoulder.
"Kristen,-"She cut me off glaring at me.
"No, I'm not going to be scolded like a small child. I hate you." I felt a sharp pang in my chest, her voice was icy calm and frightened me, not that I'd let it show.
"Than leave." I challenged her; my was voice calculating and cold.
"No!" she snarled sarcastically. "I just packed up stuff and grabbed my bag to sit in the corner!" she rolls her amber eyes as she leaves, the door slammed shut behind her with an echo.
"Well I for one am glad, she's gone. She was creepy and a bitch." Chiyoko said sitting down smiling.
"You-" Maggie is cut off by Casey covering her mouth and Madison dragging her away.
"If you're going to say something say it." My fiancé's voice was cool and collected.
"I'm pretty sure you don't want that to happen." Payton said his voice had less of a humorous tone than usual.
"I'm surprised Kristen handled that so well." Carson said sounding genuinely surprised.
"Is that suppose to scare me? I'm not scared of a commoner." Chiyoko said, Haruhi and the others looked furious. "Oops, did I hurt someone's feeling?" She said sounding annoyed.
"I'll go find Kristen." Toral's mellow voice was soothing.
"Go stop the bitches crying." Chiyoko snorts.
"Listen to me you bitch, you don't know anything about Kristen or any of us and never will. So you can keep bitching, I'd like to see where that gets you." Toral snarled leaving.
"Can't you control you're fiancé?" Diego snarled the word.
"Can't you control your friends?" Chiyoko retorted.
"That's not my job. But I'm pretty sure yours is to make good relationships with other companies and by how you're acting I'll estimate you're family will be bankrupt in at the most 10 years." Diego hissed at her, all kindness washed away. Chiyoko was about to reply when Shimari interrupted.
"Honey, why don't you stop trying to be badass and go fuck with some Barbie dolls, I mean that's as close as you'd get to scoring with someone." Shimari hissed venomously.
"Kyoya! Are you going to let them say this to me?!" Chiyoko shrieked at me.
"I apologies for their behavior, but what do you expect from a commoner?" I answered coldly at the Americans. My head jerked from the side, my glasses falling. I was surprised when I saw it was Toral who slapped me, I don't recall her coming in.
"I guess the rumors are true. You don't have a heart." She growled. "Maggie, Diego you guys; come quick it's serious." Toral turned away from me her eyes dark with worry.
"What happened the bitch fell and scrapped her knee?" Chiyoko snorted. I watched in shock as the normally sweet and quiet girl bitch slapped Chiyoko.
"Just before I regret not doing that." She replied smirking.
"Toral, what happened?" Diego asked his eyes clouded in worry.
"Chiyoko, why don't you go get ready for dinner?" I asked with my host smile helping her up; I kissed the cheek that Toral slapped.
"Okay." She said leaving but not without a disgusted look at the American who replied with one of their own.
"Kyoya you go; you obviously don't care about Kristen." Carson said darkly.
"What happened?" Diego repeated himself.
"I don't know!" Toral snapped at him. "I just saw her on the ground sobbing clutching herself, muttering that it's too late and she's gonna die!" Toral said her eyes wide Diego ran out the door the others behind him quickly, all but Toral.
"Kyoya go home. This doesn't concern you." Toral hissed at me obviously pissed.
"It concerns me as much as you." I answer smoothly.
"Concerns you my ass! I thought you'd be the person who'd be able to put the pieces of her heart back together, erase the scars and hurtful memories; but now the damage is beyond repair, and the person who made it that way sure isn't gonna get near her. Not as fucking long as I'm here pretty boy!" She finished with a snarl before leaving, I was hot on her feet as she jumped down the spiral of squares, landing on her feet, speeding off towards the doors. I fallow her outside and see the others crowded near the rose garden.
"Give her some space!" I heard Maggie's shout. I walk over to the weeping girl cautiously.
"Kristen, I'm sorry. Things got out of line and I apologies." I said trying to get the girl to stop sobbing. She shook her head, her hair flew everywhere.
"Kristen what's wrong." Toral said, her voice changed from the loud pissed one she used with me to her normal comforting one.
"It's too late, I'm going to die. I'm going to die, I'm going to die." The girl was in hysterics.
"Why is it too late? Why are you going to die?" Casey questioned the young girl who continued to repeat what she was saying, shaking her head as tears fall.
"Kristen if it's about my fiancé-"
"IT'S NOT THAT!" She screams cutting me off. "I DON'T FUCKING CARE ABOUT THAT!" She screams through her tears.
"Than what are you crying about!?" I scream instantly regretting it when she stiffens. She silently passed her phone to Diego, his eyes scanned over it before they turned into a look of protectiveness, more so than before.
"What does it say?" Kaoru and Hikaru asked concern laced their voices. Diego turned the phone away from him towards us, tears begun to stream down Kristen's face. Everyone, including me stiffened when we read it.

'7...8...9...10 ready or not Kristen here I come' Damian