Damn was this bed comfortable, I didn't want to wake up, no not quite yet. I snuggled deeper into the plush blanket and happily sighed. I always loved the mornings, how the sun stained the sky a deep red and how quiet everything was. It was the only consistent thing in my life. Not like I would admit that to anyone. My thoughts shattered as the door slammed against the wall, probably making as dent in the wall. "Mello!" I heard my sister yell in her shrill voice. The heavy scent of her vanilla perfume clung to the air and filled my lungs like thick fog. I gagged. "Melly! Why are you still sleeping! Get your butt out of bed!" A fluffy pillow was thrown against my head. "We're going to be late for school!"
I groaned, "Five more minutes, Misa."
That earned me another pillow to the face, "No! Get up, lazy butt!"
Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I sat up. My older sister had a look on her face that was probably supposed to be a glare and an oversized pillow in her small hands. I put my hands up in surrender, "I'm up, I'm up. Now go away so I can get dressed."
Misa scowled, but it then turned to a smile. "Okay. Just hurry up. You wouldn't want to be late on your first day." She dropped the pillow and skipped out of the room, shutting the door behind her. Staying with my sister was something else and extremely pink and vanilla. Even the room I now called mine was pink. She was a model and her father - no not mine - had bought her a condo so she could have some privacy. Personally, I thought it was his way of saying "Misa, I love you, but you're fucking annoying." He still visits her, once a week on Saturday. I didn't blame him, because what kind of man would he be if he disowned his daughter? My father on the other hand, had kicked me out because I "Reminded him too much of Klara". I looked exactly like her, tall, slender, blond hair and blue eyes. Except, my mother had curves, like my sister. But Misa was short with blonde hair and brown eyes, to call her fat would be inaccurate. She did have fat on her, but in all the desirable places, a perfect hourglass figure. The exact reason why she was a model like our mother.
I changed quickly into a pair of black skinny jeans and a loose fitting shirt. I examined myself in the mirror and ran a brush through my hair. I was attractive, I knew it and so did the rest of the world. The thing was, I didn't find anyone else attractive. If they were appealing to look at, they were usually stupid. My sister being example A. And people who were smart weren't worth a passing glance. I was blessed with both looks and intelligence. Thank you, mom and dad.
"Mels, are you coming? Hurry up, jerk!" Misa squealed from somewhere in the house.
"Let me just brush my teeth, then I'll be ready!" I yelled back and stepped out of my room only to be met by a scrutinizing Misa.
She looked me up and down and wrinkled her small nose, "Ew. Is that what you're wearing, Mihael?"
I looked down at my attire, I didn't see anything wrong with it. "Yes."
She groaned, "I'm taking you shopping after school."
"Good, then you can invest in some perfume that doesn't smell like decaying fish." Maybe I could get some red paint for my room too, I thought.
Misa rolled her eyes, which were covered by violet contact lenses, and dragged me out of the house.
"Wait, Misa! I still have to brush my teeth!"
"Chew on a piece of gum. We're going to be late." She hopped into her car and started it. It was a girly car and I was embarrassed to even be close to it. It was a pure white, Volkswagen Eos that her daddy bought her last year for her sixteenth birthday. Actually, I was surprised it wasn't pink like the interior of her entire house. "Well, hurry up, Mello!" she said impatiently. Sighing, I got in and crossed my arms over my chest, this was going to be a long day. "Don't be so grumpy, Mels."
"Shut up, Misa."
"Oh, is someone mad because they woke up too early?" she asked in a voice that one would use to talk to a baby.
"I said shut up." I hadn't gotten my chocolate this morning and that was a problem in itself. A Mello without chocolate was a pissed off Mello. I mean, I already did act like I was pissed off at the world, but without chocolate, I would probably kill someone.
"Fine. Don't expect me to show you around and introduce you to people."
"I can handle it by myself." When we got to school, there was no one in the halls, the bell must have rang. I found my first class without Misa's help, like I had said I would. When I walked into the class, advanced calculus, the students stared at me, but the teacher just nodded. "You can sit next Mr. Jeevas in the back," he pointed, but I couldn't tell which guy he was pointing to. The teacher seemed to notice this so he changed his voice to a loud and commanding tone, like one you would expect from an army official. "MR. JEEVAS!"
A guy with auburn hair and goggles jumped, "W-what?" he stuttered. The class sniggered.
I sighed and went back to my new seat. The auburn haired kid was staring down at some gaming device. What the hell was with this guy? It wasn't that he was stupid, he just seemed lazy and didn't give a damn what the teacher was talking about. He just sat there and played his games, but would glance over at me every couple of minutes. With twenty minutes of class to spare, the teacher told us to partner up. I looked around the room, searching for someone to work with. Seeing everyone already had a partner, I decided to work on my own. Before I even picked up my pencil, I heard the guy next to me say, "Wanna work together?"
"No," I said harshly and started working. Ten minutes later, I had all but five problems done. Someone on my left laughed.
"You're slow," he said, with a hint of hysteria in his voice. I took my eyes away from the page and saw the auburn haired guy leaning back in his chair, booted feet kicked up on the desk and his fingers twirling a pencil around. "I'm Matt." he said, still laughing.
"Shut the hell up. I'm working," I growled. And he did.
The morning classes dragged on until it was finally lunch time. In the cafeteria, I didn't have the slightest clue where I could sit. So, I walked over to a group of freshmen and glared at them. They all scampered away with their trays, trying to stay as far away from me as they could. I laughed quietly to myself and plopped down at the now empty table. Looking down at my low quality school food, I suddenly became less hungry. God, I hated this place.
"Hey, Mihael!" A shrill voice greeted me. Well, there goes my alone time.
I sighed and met my sister's eyes, "Hi, Misa." I noticed her arm was linked with someone else's. He was tall, almost a foot taller than Misa.
"Oh! This is my boyfriend, Light!" She smiled, "Light, this is my brother."
"Hello." he said in a smooth voice.
Light? Did she say Light? "Hi." I said carelessly.
Misa smacked me upside the head with her dainty hand. "Be nice!" she then turned to her boyfriend, "Sorry, he's just cranky because he didn't get his chocolate this morning."
I rolled my eyes, "Well maybe if someone wasn't so obnoxious I could get some sleep at night." It didn't have anything to do with her previous statement, but I didn't care.
There was soft laughter coming from the other side of the table. My eyes shot up to the source, "What are you doing here, asshole?"
Matt just shrugged. There was a hint of a smile on his lips, making me even more irritated.
"Mels, don't be so mean to everyone!" Misa exclaimed and hit me again. "He eats with us everyday."
"Who is 'us'?"
Misa put a finger to her lips for a moment to think, then ticked off the names on her fingers, "Let's see.. Me, Light, L, Beyond, Nate, A, Matty-kins and now you!"
Just then a tall man with spiky black hair and terrible posture came up to us and sat down. He drew his knees to his chest and gave me an assessing look. He didn't say anything, just stared at me with large, dark eyes. Did Misa have any normal friends? The table quickly filled up, each person even more strange than the last. "Okay, now that everyone is here," Misa said cheerfully, "Let's all introduce ourselves. First with our name and something we like. I'll go first!" she smiled. "I'm Misa Amane and I love Light and shopping!" She looked over at Light, "Your turn, sweetie."
Light rolled his eyes, "Light Yagami, I like justice."
Next was the man was spiky hair and black eyes, "L and sweets."
"Nate." said a young white haired boy, adding nothing else.
"Beyond," purred a man who looked much like L, the only difference was his eye color, "I love strawberry jam and A." And as if to emphasize it he placed a loud and obnoxious kiss on the brown haired boy beside him, then scooped some jam out of a jar with his fingers. I cringed, how disgusting. A didn't say a word, so Matt cut in.
"Matt," his voice was shy, quiet, "And, uh.. Video games."
Misa clapped her hands, "Good!" She turned her back to me and began whisper things into her boyfriend's ear. I rolled my eyes and shut out the sound. Well, at least I thought I had.
"Um, hi," said a low voice.
I glanced up and saw Matt blushing furiously. "Hi?"
"Um.." his blush deepened as he bit his lip. Damn was this kid awkward and kind of... Cute? Wait, did I just say I thought he was cute? "You never told me your name."
"Mello." I said bluntly.
He gave a small smile and said nothing more. He just tugged on his lip with his teeth and went back to playing his games.
After lunch, Misa pulled me aside, "What was that, Mello?" she hissed.
"What the hell did I do?"
"You can't treat Matt like that!"
"Like what?" Maybe everyone here was crazy, even my sister. Or maybe I was the crazy one.
"You totally blew him off!"
"I did not. I hardly said two words to the damn kid!"
"Exactly my point. You better be nicer to him."
"Why are you being so protective over him?" I smirked, "Oh. I get it."
"Get what?" Misa demanded.
"You like him." I loved making fun of her. She was my sister, after all.
For the first time in my life, I saw rage flash in her eyes, "How dare you say that!" she yelled, causing everyone in the hallway to stop what they were doing and stare. "Mihael Keehl! You are disgusting! You know I love my Light more than anyone else in the world!"
"Shut up, Misa!" Assuming she would listen to me had been a mistake on my part. Her eyes darkened.
"I don't care! You take back what you said!" she began hitting me with her tiny hands. "Take. It. Back!" she said punctuating each word with a slap to my chest.
"Fine. I'm sorry, Misa." I said sarcastically.
She crossed her arms in front of her and stuck out her tongue like a child, "Good." Sometimes, it was hard to believe that she was a year older than me. "Come on. Miss K is going to give me detention if I'm late again." She dragged me down the hall and into a classroom. There were tables arranged in rows. Each table fit two people. There were also two fridges and seven ovens in the room. Each oven had counter space, a microwave, a sink and cupboards. I had forgotten I had Foods and Nutrition after lunch. I saw the people from my new lunch group were in this class too, save for Nate. A and Beyond were seated up front, two rows back sat L and a pretty red headed girl. I would have continued analyzing who sat where, but Misa pulled me down into my seat. Miss K, as Misa had called her, took attendance and said, "Class, today we will be examining both of the food pyramids," her voice was monotonous and boring, "Also each of the food groups." she began to pass out work sheets, one for each pair. "You will be working with your table partners and using the book to find the answers."
When we received our worksheet, I began to neatly write both our names in my neat handwriting. Mihael Keehl & Mis- Misa snatched the pencil out of my hand, "What the hell, Misa?"
"I'm not working with you. I'm working with Light."
"Then who the hell am I working with?"
She smiled in a sinister way, "Be right back," with a wink, she skipped away. I followed her with my gaze as she walked over to her boyfriend. He already had someone sitting beside him. Dark auburn hair, pale skin, striped sweatshirt- Oh hell no. Misa came back with a broad grin and a blushing Matt. "Here you go, Mello. Your new partner," another wink. She sat Matt down, "You two have fun!~" Her eyes flickered to me, "Behave." I watched her leave. Why did she have to do this to me?