Okay...it's official. I deserve to die. And all of you are the ones who need to kill me! I've been away longer than I thought...I was sort of caught up in my Tokio business, then procrastination set in...and now I feel terrible!!
Speaking of Tokio Hotel, I got like two entries, and sadly, no one won!! AWW
The answer to the challenge was: "When Roger and I were inside, he led me to ROOM 483 in the boys dorm"
Tokio Hotel released an album in 2007 entitled "Zimmer 483" translated to: Room 483
Uhh...thank you to the few who entered...I love you anyway! :huggle:
Much love to Jayce! I know you've waited long enough for this! I'm giving you this! You are my motivation, remember that ALWAYS!! :kiss kiss:
ALRIGHT ON WITH DEE TALE!!
Chapter Three- -Shadow of the Day- - Damage
What? I thought. He hates me already? He didn't even gimme a chance! Oh yeah...I forgot, he's gonna be all... territorial. "Uhh, okayy" I paused. "So, could you help me with something?"
"No" I smiled inwardly at his reply. Irking him was sorta fun.
"Where is my first class?" I pulled my schedule out of my pocket. "It says the class is Health, but what room?"
He scowled and rolled his eyes. "I don't have to tell you anything."
I crossed my arms and huffed, pretending to be angry. "Fine. But I already know you have that class as well and I'll just follow you!" He turned around to put his books on his desk and was silent after that. I felt I had won, and celebrated my small victory by sticking my tongue out to his back.
Both of us went to bed then, and I couldn't help but think of what would happen tomorrow.
"Good morning, dear Mello" I sang to him at 6:45. I was already dressed, but couldn't actually leave until HE was dressed and ready. It took him 10 minutes to get done, and that left us 10 minutes to get to class.
I walked right behind him, and he didn't say a word. When we walking down a deserted hallway, I started to get confused. "Where the hell are we going?" I asked him hotly. "Health."
And that was all he said.
I looked at the doors in the hallway, they all had names like 'Molly', 'Sarah', 'Linda', and 'Carrie'.
"I don't think we're going to health, Mello..." I complained to him.
"It's a short cut! How about you shut the heck up before I leave you here!?" Mello snapped at me abruptly, and I did not protest any further.
All of a sudden I heard what sounded like an adult's voice and before I knew it, Mello was gone.
"Matt? What are you doing in the Girl's dorm? You should be in class right now, right?" It was Roger. Of course...
"I was just t-taking a, a short cut...I-" "No excuses! Now, I'll take you to class, so I make sure you get there." Roger patted my back and gently pushed me forward. I was going to KILL Mello, KILL HIM!
We got to class rather quickly and I got such a WARM welcoming when we stalked in the quiet classroom.
"Oh Matt! How come you're so late? We left our room at the same time..." Mello smirked to me.
"Matt got lost. I apologize on his behalf, Ms. Joness." Roger said to the teacher and I sat down in an empty seat towards the back of the room.
"Mello! You DICK! Why did you do that to me?" I whispered harshly to him.
"You need to remember your place. You are inferior to me, and you better not forget it."
I thought about what Mello said me much more than Ms. Joness' lesson. My fantasy life was getting shot down by a chocolate bar and no amount of bright sides will make me feel any better.
This is another time I wish I had died that night with my parents.
At the end of the lesson, we had some free time, so I pulled out my notebook and began to doodle. I was pretty good at it, always had been. I only looked up at the noisy world around me when my name was called.
"Matt!" A hand grabbed my doodle, looked it over, and smashed it into a ball.
"You took out of our class time today..." The boy said.
"Wha..." I was still quite confused about the blur of events that just layed itself out in front of me.
"This class is important to our final at the end of the semester, and just because you're number three, you think you can come in here and ruin it for the rest of us!"
I don't recall telling anyone this, but when I turned nine, two years ago...my father got me a pair of orange lensed swimming goggles. It was a strange present, but it was also the first, and LAST present I'd ever remember getting from him. He was busy with work on many of my birthdays.
I hold them dear, and consider them a treasure. And since the day I got them, without fail, I have worn them. Whether it's Spring, Summer, Fall, or Winter, they are either on my eyes, or resting atop my head.
Now this boy, a complete stranger, some... Wammy kid decides he wants to take them for a joy ride.
He grabbed them and placed them on his head, laughing. "And what's up with these stupid goggles? I thought you were smart, kid, but I might be wrong for once!"
By this time, a few of his buddies came over too, and soon they had called the rest of the class over until everyone but Mello was standing in a circle around my desk. Ridiculing me to what felt like no end.
Every class after was the same damn way! We'd sit and "enjoy" our lessons, then I'd be pushed around by the little demons I'm forced to go to class with! That is, all except for Mello. I don't know what's up his ass, but he's obviously too good to make fun of me!
My goggles were back, and safe in my pocket, which is really all that mattered to me at the moment anyway. I have been alone since I was about nine and a half...that's a whole two years before now! And I have never felt so helpless and aware that I am alone.
After classes were all finished, I hurried to my room, only to be greeted by a chocolate clad Mello, who was pretty content on giving me the cold shoulder.
I had no where to go, I wanted to scream, but I went to see L instead.
Okay!! WOW! This felt good! It took an hour to type, which isn't bad at ALL considering that I'm roleplaying with Jayce-chan at the moment, and got distracted by Bill a few times...
Anyway, If you're still reading this story, please review. Depending on if you like it, even if you don't, review...I'll update quicker. I don't feel like writing if I think no one's reading.
I have other things I can be doing...like...GETTING READY FOR THE TOKIO HOTEL CONCERT IN 6 DAYS!! :dances to Final Day: