Gorgeous Geek Chapter 18: Two Different Dates

Chapter 18: Two Different Dates

Today is Sunday? Jennifer continued to hug her purse affectionately. Yes, it is Eunie. I haven't done my homework, said Eunice with a frown, shaking her head. That is a problem Eunie. Why are you so carefree about it Jenny? The girl with the high ponytail shrugged innocently. It was Sunday morning and the two girls were hanging out at the food court at the mall. They were average students at best and they did not care much for school work unless it completely jeopardized their grades. Still, Eunice had a tendency to freak out before something was due. Most of the time, Eunice ended up not doing it anyways, but the freaking out stage was a usual. I want a boyfriend, said Jennifer suddenly, creating broken hearts with her hands. I'm so bored with my weekends. It must be nice to go out at the end of a long week yes? At least, you have good looks, said Eunice tearfully, hopping up and down on her seat. Jennifer patted the girl sadly on the head. I'll never get a boyfriend. I have a hard time getting over crushes as it is. Crush? Who do you have a crush on Eunice? At his voice, Eunice froze. Jennifer giggled and said, Hi Kristian. Yo, said Kristian, beaming at the two girls. Good morning. Good morning, said Jennifer and Eunice in unison. Jennifer had to place a hand on Eunice's back to stop her from shaking or stuttering. I have a problem, said Kristian, sitting down in front of the girls on the other end of the table. Eunice lifted her eyes up at the person standing behind him. It wasn't Gary or Cory. Instead, it was none other than Roselle. You girls care to help me out? Sure, said Jennifer immediately with sparkling eyes. What makes a boy irresistible? asked Kristian in a lower voice than usual. Both girls blushed bright red. Jennifer didn't even try to hide her excitement, unlike Eunice who seemed to have lost her voice completely. Looks? Personality? Or a killer voice? All of them, said Jennifer dreamily. Kristian leaned toward Jennifer. Can you be more specific Jennifer? You have all of them, said Jennifer, flushing. Kristian smiled pleasantly. I am not that perfect. I still have a lot to learn. No, you don't, said Jennifer insistently. I see, said Kristian, lifting a brow. He motioned at Roselle who lowered her head to him. Add modesty to the list. Modesty actually works on girls. Got it, said Roselle, scribbling down notes. Thanks, said Kristian, winking at Roselle. Then, he leaned against the table again and folded his hands together. How can I be perfect Jennifer? I am only a bastard child who no one cares about. My parents don't even care enough for me to stay home with me. Hell, they only visit me once a month... That's so sad, said Jennifer, tearful. We... love you! cried Eunice, bobbing her head. Write down pity story, said Kristian in a whisper to Roselle, who nodded obediently. Thank you for your support girls.

Try the last act, said Roselle suddenly with sparkling eyes. Don't you think that's too much? asked Kristian in a fierce whisper. It works, said Roselle without a doubt in her tone. She threw in a yam candy into her mouth and encouraged Kristian on with a nod. It better work, said Kristian, annoyed at Roselle's suggestion. Or else I'll make a complete fool of myself. You've done that plenty already, said Roselle mercilessly, giggling. You're something you know that? asked Kristian, turning back to the two questioning girls. Sorry. Roselle was telling me about her new chapter idea again. Where were we? Meanie, said Roselle, pouting. I don't remember anymore, said Jennifer honestly, frowning. We never knew you led such a hard life, Kristian, said Eunice in a tearful stutter. She gazed at him in a pitiful manner. It's no wonder you try to make people in school laugh. You're doing this to forget your misfortune at home. Yeah, said Kristian, shaking his head and dropping his eyes. Actually, there's more to it... a lot more to it... Please tell us, said Jennifer quickly, placing her hand over her heart. We'll listen to you and we won't tell anyone. The truth is, said Kristian slowly. Then, he choked and started to cry. He hid his eyes into his arm. Even though the other two girls were trying hard to comfort him, Roselle simply smiled and took notes. Rin-chan dumped me. How dare she, said Jennifer, outraged. Oh no... said Eunice, tearing up. What did I do wrong? asked Kristian, continuing to sob against his arm with the other two girls around him. It must me. I must have done something wrong. It can't possibly be her. She's so perfect and so cute and- Rin Hamada is not worthy of you, said Jennifer, hugging Kristian from the back. You can do better, Kristian, said Eunice, bouncing up and down. But I love her, said Kristian, picking up watery eyes at them. That did the trick. The two girls looked at each other. But she dumped me... for... for... For Bo Sungwoo? asked Jennifer, cocking her head to the side. For Jin Song? asked Eunice, widening her eyes at him. For Vance Gray? asked Roselle, not knowing this part of the story either. No, said Kristian, picking up his head and glancing away. For Jezebelle Tilly. ******************************************* Sitting in the passenger seat, Rin threw an annoyed look at Jezebelle who was checking her make up in the mirror while the car was stopping at a red light. Rin took this opportunity to turn down the heavy Korean hip-hop music. It didn't take long for Jezebelle to notice and put away her make-up. The light turned green. Jezebelle pressed down on the accelerator too fast, causing Rin to jerk in her seat. Can you be a little less selfish? demanded Rin. Jezebelle tossed Rin one lazy glance. Sorry, babe, but I don't take requests. Stupid bitch, said Rin, keeping her eyes out the window. You picked this bitch so you're the stupid one, said Jezebelle in retort, clicking her tongue and hitting her hand against the wheel. It was the safest choice, said Rin, keeping her eyes away from Jezebelle. I can't read minds, Rinny, said Jezebelle, rolling her eyes. Make sense dear?

If I were to pick Kristian, Bo would get mad at me, said Rin timidly. I'll like to see that myself, honestly, said Jezebelle, uncaring. If I were to pick Bo, Kristian would get mad at me, continued Rin with a deep sigh. Not the first time, sweetie, said Jezebelle, shrugging. If I were to pick Jin, Vance would get mad at me, said Rin, tossing Jezebelle an annoyed look at the responses so far. He already hates life, said Jezebelle, smirking. Him hating on you is the least of your troubles to be honest. If I were to pick Vance, Jin would get mad at me, said Rin, dropping her head. Suddenly, Jezebelle started laughing wickedly. Rin almost dropped her jaw at Jezebelle's reaction. Thankfully, Jezebelle remembered that she was the drive and stopped herself from laughing uncontrollably. When she glanced at Rin, the short Japanese girl had her arms folded across her chest and glaring. I beg you, said Jezebelle, trying hard to fight giggles. Make him mad. It'll totally make my day. I'll love you so much. Why do you say that? asked Rin in disbelief. Jin is your boyfriend. Is he? asked Jezebelle in retort. To me, he isn't. He's more like my man slave. Great, said Rin, looking at Jezebelle in dismay. Now, I'm having the weirdest image in my head! Oh? asked Jezebelle with devious eyes. Do tell. I see you pulling Jin with a leash, said Rin, shaking her head. Speaking of leashes, said Jezebelle, stopping at a red light and poking Rin in the cheek. I can see you pulling one for Giant. Aren't we really the same then? I don't consider Bo my man slave. Sure, said Jezebelle, smirking. Sure. Moving on from fantasy images... I want to buy a dog collar now, said Jezebelle, pouting and stomping on the accelerator at the sign of a green light. My so-called boyfriend will wear it without hesitation because he's such a trained, obedient puppy. That's so wrong, said Rin in disbelief. You're just jealous, said Jezebelle, shrugging. Shiratori would never let you do that. He has too much pride. Even if that's true, said Rin through gritted teeth. I am not jealous. Or can it be you have feelings for my man slave and want him for yourself? You're making all this up right now! Jezebelle giggled. Pay back, Rinny, for picking me as your date. You know I had no choice, said Rin bitterly. Plus, I need to pay you back for helping me out against Kristian's ex. Do you see me paying anyone back for favors? asked Jezebelle in disbelief. No, of course not. Thank you, said Jezebelle, rolling her eyes. I don't need you to pay me back for some shit I did. That's just so stupid. Why can't you leave me alone? Do you think I would like to spend a whole day with you? Alone? Not like I want to either, said Rin, outraged. Reality check, said Jezebelle, annoyed. You picked me. You shouldn't be complaining. It's only a dinner date right? Why am I stuck with you the whole day then? So I can avoid everyone else... said Rin, embarrassed at her honest answer. I see, said Jezebelle, narrowing her eyes. In other words, you are using me as an

escape from your man harem. What man harem? For your info, said Jezebelle, glaring at Rin now through the corner of her eyes. I don't like being used. I use people, not the other way around. I don't like this using shit going on here so here's the deal. I'm listening, said Rin softly. We do what I want for the entire day, said Jezebelle, emphasizing the 'I'. Until dinner and after. You hear me? It's not like I have a choice, said Rin under her breath. I can't drive. Now, that is cleared up, said Jezebelle, leaning toward her wheel and smirking. You'll get to know first hand what a day is like with Jezebelle Phoebe Tilly. Oh joy, said Rin, throwing her arms behind her head. Hey Rinny, said Jezebelle, leaning over and biting Rin's ear much to her surprise. This was when she realized the car had stopped. Can you play tennis? No, no, said Rin, realizing that they stopped at a public park with tennis courts. I am so physically inept. I can't play any real sports. Physically inept, said Jezebelle, thinking. You're in a fucking marching band. I know but- I told you already, said Jezebelle, smirking evilly. It's my day and I do what I want. Jezebelle picked up two rackets from the back of her car. You're lucky Rinny. You get to see the amazing Jezebelle at her best game. Do you even know the basics? I do, said Rin admittedly. But that's only cause I used to practice with Jin. Lovely, said Jezebelle, unlocking the doors and jumping out. Then, I won't go easy on you. Watch your head sweetie. Rin stared at the racket. Oh no... oh no... *********************************** Treating Roselle to ice cream and more yam candy, Kristian kept his eyes on her as she checked over her notes. He waited until she was done to cough. Roselle picked up her eyes and smiled brightly at Kristian, who did not return the gesture. That was so embarrassing, said Kristian, sighing. And all for your story. It's not like I'm using you as a guinea pig, said Roselle, tapping her pen against her cheek. Kristan dropped his head at her words. Guinea pigs are actually cute. You're such a mean girl, Roselle, said Kristian, narrowing his eyes at her. What did you say? asked Roselle, picking up her eyes at him. I didn't hear you. Are you purposely picking on me because I desperately need you to join the group? No, Kristian, said Roselle, blinking innocently. I'm picking on you because you're a big meanie. What did I ever do to you? Not to me, said Roselle, licking her ice cream. To Cory. He's my best friend, said Kristian in disbelief. But you treat him like a servant. He likes it, said Kristian defensively. And what do you know about us? Enough to call you a meanie, said Roselle, eating her ice cream quickly now. I admit. Kristian, you are very cute. You are also smart and a sweet talker but I know boys like you. Roselle smiled in the most adorable fashion. You just want some ass but that doesn't mean you have to be an ass too you know? Are you for real Roselle? asked Kristian, amused now. So, Mister Meanie, said Roselle, beaming. You will help me meet Cory, yes?

After what you said to me? Roselle placed her hands together. Please? Why do you think pleading will work on me? asked Kristian with a sigh. Because you need me and I don't find you attractive? asked Roselle in her usual straightforward manner. Point taken, said Kristian, almost reluctantly. It would be bad for the group if the leader is going out with one of his members. Exactly, said Roselle happily. It's a great deal if you ask me. But can you not criticize me so much? asked Kristian, checking his cell phone from any text messages from Cory. Are you that self-conscious? asked Roselle, tilting her head at him. That doesn't make a very good leader. Forget it, said Kristian, shaking his head. Do what you want. As long as this turns out well, you'll join my group. Our Killer Four is complete and I'll be happy. Let's leave it at that. Just... don't criticize me in front of the other two. Depends, Kristian, said Roselle, standing up now. On what? On your attitude, said Roselle, smiling. I'll be nicer if you be nicer. Okay, sure, said Kristian, agreeing quickly. Cory is going to be here soon. Meanwhile, you want to go anywhere? Let's go outside, said Roselle, pocketing her pen. I like to watch the crows. Why watch them? asked Kristian, following her closely. Don't you know? asked Roselle, leaning over to Kristian with her hands on her hips. Crows are made from the souls of dead people. You're making that up. Roselle winked. Not if you read my book. Kristian gaped at her skipping ahead of him. What kind of book are you writing?! Do you really want to know? asked Roselle, excited. Kristian lowered his eyes. Kidding. Kristian noticed that she was stopping every now and again to peek at stores. Can it be that you haven't been to this mall before? Roselle blushed. I don't go out much. Too busy typing fiction? Pretty much. Kristian thought about it. How boring. Our group goes out a lot actually. What do you guys do exactly? asked Roselle curiously, folding her hands behind her. Arcades, said Kristian automatically, forcing a laugh out of Roselle. We go to the video game store and the sports store. I don't know what we do actually. What do a bunch of guys usually do? Just random shit none of us remember the next day. Interesting, said Roselle, thinking. Selective memory? Not even that, said Kristian, shrugging. We just don't remember crap. Maybe it is because you guys do such meaningless things during these meetings, said Roselle, shrugging. It's called mincing words, Roselle, said Kristian, annoyed. It's called honesty, Kristian, said Roselle, smiling. It's called unwanted bluntness, said Kristian, not giving up. It's called get over it, said Roselle sweetly. It's called unyielding, said Kristian, continuing this verbal fight. It's called stubborn, said Roselle daringly.

Kristian smirked now. Truce? Sure, only because you asked first. Ignoring her, Kristian continued, Curious, how did you meet Cory exactly? It's a meeting out of a love story, said Roselle, hugging herself. No, really, said Kristian, not affected by Roselle's dreamy look. How did you meet him? He doesn't like to talk to girls much. I like to sing when no one is looking, said Roselle, still holding the dreamy expression on her face. One day, Cory caught me and joined me in a duet. It was so sweet of him. And he has an amazing voice. Cory is not the best in choir for looks alone you know, said Kristian proudly. He has a killer voice. Such a feminine voice, said Roselle, blushing now. Too high pitch for my ears, said Kristian honestly. Cory is great, said Roselle, stopping to observe another store. He is so cute too. This is so messed up, said Kristian under his breath. Do you think he likes me? asked Roselle, tiptoeing up to Kristian with wide eyes. Kristian thought about it. To be honest, he doesn't seem to like anyone. Phooey, said Roselle, defeated. But that also means you have a fighting chance, said Kristian encouragingly. I won't give up, that's for sure, said Roselle, picking her head up dramatically. Besides, I'm sick of watching him from far away. It's about time I attack! Attack... said Kristian slowly. You should put your own love advice into use. I should but, said Roselle, whirling around dramatically to face Kristian. I don't think any of them will work on Cory! He's too... dense. You noticed. I do, said Roselle, pouting. Why is he so dense? Why are you so dense? Huh? Nothing, said Kristian, retreating his response. Good luck. I'm cheering for you. Only because you want me to join your killer group. Kristian laughed. I won't even deny that one. Why don't you ever join a group? I get bored, said Roselle admittedly. Besides, I like to watch different people interact. It's so exciting to observe different groups interact with each other and their classmates. It makes for excellent data. How much data do you need until you're satisfied? asked Kristian in dismay. It's a continuous process that will never end. I see, said Kristian with a sigh. I'm not saying this because I'm trying to convince you to join my group or anything like that, but you should interact more with people yourself. Isn't it a fact that you study better when you actively interact with the subject by writing outlines or quizzing yourself rather than just stare at the pages all day? Maybe joining your group isn't a bad idea after all, said Roselle with wide, amazed eyes. You're actually good for something, Kristian. Thanks, said Kristian in a voice heavy with sarcasm. Me helping you earlier with your writing doesn't mean a thing at all. You're too young to reminisce on the past, said Roselle, skipping on her merry way again without warning. With his eyes on her back, Kristian sighed, I am starting to regret my choice of having someone so dangerous in my group.

*********************************** Rinny, said Jezebelle in a sugar sweet voice. Jezebelle went over to an exhausted Rin and leaned down, smirking up at her face. We're just done with warm-up. Are you tired already? Are you giving up that quickly? I gave up before we even started, said Rin irritably, balancing against the bench. She dropped the racket and sat down immediately. Did you purposely aim the ball at every inch of my body throughout warm-up? No, not at all, said Jezebelle innocently, sitting down and crossing her legs next to Rin. If I were to really aim at you, you'll be swish cheese right now. In other words, said Rin, taking out a bottle of water. You purposely aimed almost life-threatening balls to scare the wits out of me? Unable to stop herself, Jezebelle burst out laugh. Pretty much. I'm not playing anymore. But it's so much fun, said Jezebelle, begging Rin with her eyes. That's what the school bully would say too, said Rin grumpily. Come on, said Jezebelle, nudging Rin. You're a nerd. You're used to it. So? asked Rin dramatically, standing up. It doesn't mean I like it. Did I accidentally hit a sore spot this time? asked Jezebelle curiously. Sure, I can be like all of you and hate school, said Rin, throwing her arms about. Sure, I can slack off and do nothing with my life, but I'm not like that. I can't be like that. It's not possible for me. Can't you people understand that and leave me alone? I didn't sign up for a rant, said Jezebelle with a bored face. Join another game or something, said Rin, gulping down her water quickly. It's not fun playing with a beginner anyway. Actually, said Jezebelle, spotting a certain car. Let's leave. But we haven't picked up all the balls yet. Forget that crap, said Jezebelle, bolting up and dragging Rin by the hood of her sweater. We need to leave now before- Oh my God! It's Jezebelle! Hi Jezebelle! Rin noticed the girl waving behind the fence. Isn't that Tasha from your team? Hide me, said Jezebelle, hiding behind Rin now despite the height difference. Fi-Fi... scared? asked Rin, shocked. Has the Apocalypse come already? Sophronia, look, said Tasha, pointing at Jezebelle who was trying her hardest to disappear behind Rin. Jezebelle is here! Let's ask her to join us! There are more of them, said Rin, reporting to Jezebelle. Why doesn't that poodle girl get the idea? asked Jezebelle, groaning. I hate her. She's the most annoying bitch I have ever met in my entire life. Jezebelle sighed. Sophronia's okay though. I can live with her but- What about us? asked Javen, the sophomore on the boys' team. The more the merrier! said Geoff, waving at Jezebelle too. Oh no, said Jezebelle, shivering. This team is such a freak show. Who are you okay with? asked Rin in disbelief. I love Spring, said Jezebelle admittedly. And I like Young and Sophronia just fine but the rest of the team is so messed up. They are like the biggest weirdos in the entire school. Why are they even together on a Sunday morning? You might not know this, Fi-Fi, said Rin, patting Jezebelle on the shoulder. But the tennis team is almost as bad as the football team. They are quite the secluded bunch. Where do they eat? asked Jezebelle in dismay.

They eat together on the football bleacher during breaks, said Rin automatically. Thanks for telling me, said Jezebelle, shivering again. I'll never go there. Good morning, Jezebelle! cried Geoff dramatically, throwing his arms out. Hugging monster! cried Jezebelle, running for her life. Geoff simply passed Rin and chased after Jezebelle. Leave me alone you crazy lunatic! That's a redundant, said Rin after Jezebelle. Shut up, Shortie! They look like they're having so much fun, said Tasha, beaming. Hello there, Rin Hamada correct? Hello, said Rin back at Tasha. Rin glanced at Sophronia. Oh. You're the white girl on the team, Sophronia. As infamous as ever Sophronia! giggled Tasha. I'm used to it, said Sophronia with her easygoing smile. You are Rin Hamada? I've heard about you. Aren't you the only one who ever scored 100% on all your AP European History tests? How embarrassing, said Rin, reddening. Word, said Javen, taking off his headphones. The name's Javen. You're an underclassman, right? asked Rin, unsure. Totally, said Javen, smiling. Sophomore. Nice, said Rin, unable to think of a great response. Dude, said Javen, shaking his head. AP Euro is like so tough man. I totally tune out in that class. So fucking boring you know? It is boring, said Tasha, gaping. I don't know how she does it. Well, said Rin, glancing away with blushing cheeks. The key is to ignore Mister Nelson's ramblings and off topic remarks and concentrate on when he actually talks about history. Oh wow, said Javen, hitting his forehead with his hand. That totally makes sense. You rock dudette! It's common sense really, said Rin, not certain why she was complimented. She's such a genius, said Tasha in awe. You think so too Sophronia? I never had the class, said Sophronia admittedly, still standing and listening intently to the conversation without once interrupting. But it seems like a hard class if the teacher himself is distracted so often. I blew that class off big time, said Tasha, shaking her head. I switched over to the regular history class after my second class. You're nuts, said Javen, staring at Tasha in disbelief. Don't you got to I don't know stand in a long line to change your schedule? I spent all lunch time in line, said Tasha admittedly. Lines are such a bore, said Javen, glancing over to find Geoff still chasing after Jezebelle around the tennis courts. I rather take the hard class than stand in line doing nothing. Oh Jesus Christ! Can you actually stand the class? asked Tasha, amazed. No, said Javen, laughing now. But as long as I chill and pass the class, nothing lost am I right? How about the AP test? asked Rin suddenly. AP what? asked Javen, blinking, You need to take an AP test for an AP course, said Rin, not believing her ears. Why would I want to take a test beside my final? Seriously? Are you for real? asked

Javen, not understanding. Rin sighed. It is mandatory for our school. Dudette, said Javen, worried now. I don't even know what AP stands for! Advanced Placement, said Sophronia with a nod. What the heck? asked Javen, shocked. What is that supposed to mean? Rin was trying really hard to not lose her temper. Never mind. Why did you sign up for AP European History in the first place then? I don't know, said Javen, looking at his friends with anxiety. I gave that sign up sheet to my mom and then I turned it in after she was done. I totally burned myself didn't I? Everyone nodded in unison, even Tasha who went with the other two. What do I do now? Can I still change my schedule? It's hard after the first week, said Sophronia with a frown. I'm sorry. Shit, said Javen, dropping his head. No wonder nothing made sense to me. That was a very sure first sign, said Rin, merciless. It's okay, said Tasha cheerfully. I am sure if you do horribly enough, Mr. Nelson will be happy to transfer you to an easier class. I don't think any teacher want a horrible student to mess up their passing rate. What's that? asked Javen, more shocked than before. You get a score on the AP test, said Rin in explanation even though she was trying hard not to scream at him. Whether you do well or not, your teacher will eventually get all the scores of his or her students. These scores reflect on how well they teach the class. Usually, teachers use this to further improve their lesson plans for next year. What I do? asked Javen hurriedly. I say that you stick with Tasha just said, said Rin, sighing. Mr. Nelson will probably request to remove you off the AP list once he sees the scores of your two exams or so. Man, said Javen. I should really tune into life more often. You should, said Tasha encouragingly in her odd way. Well, moving on, can we play tennis already? I'm leaving, said Jezebelle, coming over and dragging Rin away. Now! But we just got here, said Tasha sadly. Too bad, said Jezebelle, glaring. We're just done. Bye! Good bye then, said Tasha, waving with a frown. I hope we catch you at a better time next time! I hope both of you good health and good luck for the weekend! Did you get hug? asked Rin under her breath to her partner. Yes, said Jezebelle through gritted teeth. You're right, said Rin, arriving at Jezebelle's car. More accurately, Jin's car. The tennis people are quite an odd bunch. Now you know what I deal with every day for practice. At least, said Rin, sitting in the passenger seat. Jezebelle quickly went to driver's seat. Sophronia seems normal enough. I can't say for the other three. Does she eat with them? asked Jezebelle in a demand. I think so, said Rin, wearing her seatbelt. Poor her, said Jezebelle, turning on the engine. She should join my group instead but then again, I can't make use of her in any way so she's useless to me. Rin tossed Jezebelle a glance. You're the real odd one you know that? Are you saying I'm the first bitch you met in your life? asked Jezebelle in complete surprise. Rin almost hit her head against the window. And I'm not odd. At least, I'm not weird in a bad way.

Right, said Rin, nodding quickly. Of all the tennis courts in the area, said Jezebelle, backing the car now. Why here? Why now? This is the tennis courts closest to the school, said Rin reasonably. Why do you suppose we keep running into classmates at the mall? It's also the one closest to the school. Wherever we go that is close to the school, there's a chance we will run into someone. That's it, said Jezebelle, breathing in deeply. We're going somewhere far away from the school so we don't run into people I don't like. Which is everybody I assume? asked Rin, almost teasing. Yes, said Jezebelle through gritted teeth. All of them. Has there been anyone you like? Any at all? Jezebelle smirked. Isn't that too personal of a question to answer, kitty? There was one. Rin was too curious now. Who? My mom, said Jezebelle, keeping her eyes on the road. Rin noticed a sudden change in Jezebelle's facial expression. Only because she didn't live long enough for me to form a bad impression of her. I'm sorry, said Rin quickly, dropping her eyes. Oh shut up, said Jezebelle, smirking. You said the same thing as my honey mustard. I really don't give a shit for sympathy. It's not like it can change anything. It's not like you can empathize with me or anything. You're wrong, said Rin suddenly. Jezebelle glanced at Rin. What do you know? My father's not dead, stated Rin quickly. Do I look like I give a damn? Rin took a deep breath. But it's as if he is already. Silent. Complete silence. Rin kept staring on. Jezebelle concentrated on her driving. Suddenly, Jezebelle released a deep sigh. Rin still didn't say anything, worried that she would suddenly start to cry in front of someone like Jezebelle. I lied, said Jezebelle at last. Rin picked up her head. I do know her. But it sounded like she died at an early age. She did, said Jezebelle, shaking her head. I didn't lie about that. Oh, said Rin lamely. I saw a video, said Jezebelle, continuing to keep her face as serious as possible. It was a very short video. It probably didn't last that long. What was on that video? Jezebelle bit her lip. I was learning how to walk. She... Jezebelle paused. Rin thought she was going to finish when Jezebelle sighed and went on. She caught me when I fall. Again and again and again. I see. Yeah. Fi-Fi? Yeah? Rin tried hard not to cry. She sounds like a nice person. She probably wasn't, said Jezebelle, returning to her normal self. But yeah, thanks for saying that anyways. Thanks for telling me, said Rin with a nod. It's not a big secret really, said Jezebelle with a carefree shrug. It just never

came up in a conversation so I rarely talked about it. Do you want to know what happen to my father? asked Rin, almost regrettably. Not really, said Jezebelle coldly. Unlike you, I don't care much for people's past or their parents' past. It's what matters now that counts anyways. If you're a dumb ass now, you're a dumb ass now. If you're a nerd now, you're a nerd now. If you're a bitch now, you're a bitch now. Does it matter then? I guess not, said Rin gratefully. Onto a more interesting subject, said Jezebelle, laughing wickedly now. What did you do with Shiratori yesterday Rinny? Rin flushed bright red. Nothing. Nothing at all. Oh, said Jezebelle, stretching out the word as long as possible. It's not what you think, said Rin, scowling. We didn't do anything! You spent a couple of freaking hours there and you are trying to convince me that you were both staring at each other like a lovey dovey couple all evening long? No, said Rin, almost barfing at the image of her and Kristian staring into each other's eyes. We talked okay? About Cammy? asked Jezebelle automatically. Rin didn't say anything but Jezebelle could read it clearly off her expression. I knew it. Why did you have to jump upon such a touchy subject? Boys hate to talk about when they get dumped. I wanted to know... You want to know too much sometimes. I admit I do... said Rin shyly. But I really wanted to know about that. It bugged me a lot. I wanted to hear it from him himself. He wanted to hide that secret from you from the start, said Jezebelle in a serious voice. He even agreed to do anything I tell him as long as I don't tell you about the whole Cammy deal. I didn't know that, said Rin with a sigh. I wanted to use that to blackmail him some more but there goes that idea. Fi-Fi, said Rin, interrupting. You seem to know a lot about boys. Seem to? asked Jezebelle, insulted. You know about boys, said Rin in correction much to Jezebelle's satisfaction. I was hoping you could help me with something. I am sensing a favor, said Jezebelle, clicking her tongue. I charge twenty dollars. I'm not paying, said Rin, wrapping her arms in front of her chest. Too bad, said Jezebelle coldly. No deal then. Can't you do something for someone without demanding anything in return? asked Rin, outraged. Now, that is just stupid. Jin does it, said Rin, rolling her eyes. Hello? asked Jezebelle, forcing her curls away from her eyes with a tilt of her head. I am Jezebelle Phoebe Tilly. Nice is not in my vocabulary, dear. I don't care for moochers like you. You're one too, said Rin defensively. Okay, I am, said Jezebelle admittedly. However, I am not an emotional moocher and I think that's ten times work. Says who? asked Rin in disbelief. Says me, said Jezebelle, smirking. And that's all that matters. Talking to you is like talking to Kristian.

Jezebelle giggled. Don't insult me, girl. If you help me, said Rin, returning to the original subject. I swear I'll do something for you in return. Anything at all that does not include being your slave or being bossed around you indefinitely. You are a lot more specific than your boyfriend, said Jezebelle, surprised. You took on his plea, said Rin, trying hard to pull off a puppy look. I really don't want to help you but, said Jezebelle, tapping her fingers against the wheel. The offer seems like a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that is too juicy to pass up. We have a deal then, said Rin happily. Let's say we do, said Jezebelle slowly. It depends on what the favor is. I... Rin flushed bright red. I want to buy Kristian a present in return. ********************************************* Consumed in Rin's bedroom, Vance was busy on the computer with Jin playing on his PSP and Bo reading a magazine. The three boys had agreed that they would not do anything to damage the house while Rin was away in exchange for making use of her facilities. In other words, Vance got a computer, Jin got a couple of mangas, and Bo got to search through her closet and drawers. Rin didn't think about the last one when she said that. I'm going to a game competition later today, said Jin to the other two. How did you do in the last one? asked Bo curiously, grinning from over the women magazine that he found in Ms. Hamada's bedroom. Second place, said Jin, shaking his head. I'm planning to get first this week. Good luck, Jin, said Bo approvingly. Even though you haven't been practicing much thanks to your new sexy girlfriend, I am sure with your overabundant experience that can easily rust in a few days, you will be able to get first place. Fail, said Vance from his spot. First, Bo, stop making fun of me, said Jin, sighing. It's my job, said Bo, tilting to his head to the side. Or would you rather I make fun of your Yoshi boxers? Double fail, said Vance automatically. Second, Vance, can you stop making remarks like that? asked Jin, upset. What are you doing anyways Vance? asked Bo, breaking into the middle of their conversation. Bo knew they would fight again if this continued. You've been on the computer all day. MMORPG, said Vance without giving them a look. You play those? asked Jin, jumping out of the bed. So? asked Vance, keeping his eyes on the screen. Are you suggesting that Hamada-sama actually allow you to download such a game onto her computer without making a fuss about it? asked Bo, interested. Yes. Jin glanced at Bo, who shrugged. I didn't know you had such an interest Vance. I don't, said Vance coldly. I like to test out random MMORPGs in order to someday create one that will make a huge profit for myself. You actually enjoy playing them, don't you? asked Bo with a grin. Some are enjoyable, said Vance honestly. Some are not. I would think you'd despise them, said Jin, frowning. You hate people. Why would you want to interact with people online? I don't, said Vance. They are merely tools in my grand scheme of things. Again, Jin and Bo looked at each other. Bo chuckled and said, Are you able to create

hacks or so for these games? I can, said Vance, glancing at them for the first time. Why don't you? asked Bo, standing next to Vance now and watching the screen. I'm sure it will be a lot of fun, especially for you Vance who enjoy watching idiotic people suffer. What do you say? Tempting but no. Forget it, Bo, said Jin, pulling Bo away from the screen. He's bluffing. He can't actually make a hack anyways. Vance turned around on the chair to face the two. He stared at them with an apathetic look. How about you two actually play the MMORPG before I turn on the hacks? I want to be a female character, said Bo happily, sitting down in Vance's seat after the pale boy got up. How about you Jin? I'll stick to being my own gender, said Jin, tossing Bo an awkward look. Are there lots of options for changing hairstyles and clothes? asked Bo, clicking the mouse and checking the screen. Plenty, said Vance, standing behind Bo. This MMORPG is very top-notch. I'll make Hamada-sama, said Bo, playing around with the options. Why? asked Jin, staring at the screen as the female character's hair was being changed every few seconds. Because, said Bo, grinning brightly. I can say I did this and that to Hamada-sama in front of the real Hamada-sama to make her angry without lying about it or being flirtatious even though she's taken. Obviously, the best reason possible, said Vance sarcastically. Hurry up, Bo, said Jin, impatient. I want to make my own character. Let me guess, said Vance, bored. You're going to make yourself? No, Ichigo, said Jin fiercely. Ichigo? repeated Vance, confused. The main protagonist from Bleach, said Bo in explanation. You mean the comic book? It is not a comic book! cried Jin, hitting his head literally against the desk. Both Bo and Vance jumped slightly. It is a manga! Get it through your head Vance! I applaud you, said Bo, clapping his hands. You are the first person to ever force Jin to lose his temper within seconds. I hold that title proudly, I suppose, said Vance, much to Jin's annoyance. Bo ignored the bickering. Oh! They even allow me to change breast size! ************************************ Eating ice cream, Rin sat by herself on top of a provided sheet and stared into the endless blue sea in front of her. It was September but it was a fairly hot day this afternoon. Sighing, Rin wondered why Jezebelle decided to come here of all places. Rin agreed that chances are none of their classmates would be here but it was still weird to just come to the beach in t-shirts and jeans for a stir of a moment thing. However, Rin did not complain too much as she took off her shoes and buried it in the sand after she finished her ice cream. Where was Jezebelle anyway? She was gone for a while. Nobody's here, said Jezebelle, coming back with her sunglasses on. She wore a white hat today. Rin nodded in agreement. Oh well. I don't like crowded beaches anyways. Now, you be quiet while I relax here. Jezebelle laid down and closed her eyes. This is the first time I've been to the beach in a long time. Jezebelle opened one eye. Are you for real?

I usually don't have time to go out much, said Rin admittedly, shivering. Jezebelle sat back up straight and stared at her in disbelief. I am always at home. I have so much to do. How do you people have so much free time? That's cause you're a nerd, said Jezebelle, shrugging. We don't put as much effort into studying and homework as you. Instead, we party all year round until they become too redundant or suck too much. That sounds like the real high school life, said Rin with a sigh. Most of us don't have a future for shit, said Jezebelle, laying back down and showing her back to Rin. We just do whatever and then go on with life with anything at our disposal. That's just how it is for the rest of us. Fi-Fi, said Rin, peering down at her. Don't you have any dreams? I want to design clothes for women, said Jezebelle honestly. Rin noticed that her eyes were closed under her sunglasses. Fashion school don't need grades to get into. I'm all good for the future. I'll just do whatever now to get by. Rin hugged her knees. You sound like Kristian. Again, how insulting. I have a lot of work at home, said Rin honestly, a bit worried. But for the first time in my life, I am not freaking out about it. If necessary, I'll pull an all-nighter to study and finish all my assignments. Suddenly, Jezebelle chuckled. You like to do things ahead of time don't you? I like to be prepared. That's stupid, said Jezebelle, laughing still. But whatever. The beach is nice, said Rin quietly, smiling softly. I wish I come here more often. Next time, said Jezebelle, turning over to her side and gazing up at Rin. You can bring your history book and crap. You sit here and study while the rest of us have fun around you. Then, I can call you nerd as many times as I want. Rin pouted. You make me want to not bring it. Oh really? asked Jezebelle innocently. Not my intention at all. Do you think I should buy him something from the nearby store? asked Rin curiously, changing the subject. Jezebelle shrugged. Expensive shit here though. Really? asked Rin surprised. You don't go out much do you? asked Jezebelle, smacking Rin in the back of the head. I might be a moocher but I'm a smart moocher. I wait for the sales before I fucking spend my money on anything. I never knew, said Rin, amazed. What do you think I should get him though? He bought you a skirt... said Jezebelle, thinking. Any brilliant ideas, Fi-Fi? Jezebelle rubbed her chin. You know if I know Shiratori like I think I do, you should probably give him a more personalized gift. Personalized gift? asked Rin, cocking her head to the side. Why are you asking me you dummy! cried Jezebelle, sitting up and smacking Rin across the head again. Rin glared at Jezebelle. Obviously, he has had too many girlfriends to remember what item belongs to which girl. You need something with you on it to make it stand out! Isn't that what you want? Definitely not, said Rin, blushing bright red. No! I'd rather it stays hidden... Lame. It's not, said Rin stubbornly. It's so embarrassing. I don't want him to think that I

bought him a gift because I want him to remember me. I am only doing this because he bought me the skirt first. It's just out of politeness. Nothing more. Then, said Jezebelle, leaning toward Rin with a smirk. Why are you putting so much thought to it, Rinny? Because, said Rin, thinking quickly. Because I want him to think that I actually put a lot of thought into it and not because I pick it off from some shelf! Aren't you contradicting yourself, honey? asked Jezebelle, snickering. Forget it, said Rin, grouchy. I don't remember my point anymore. Get him a picture of yourself, said Jezebelle suddenly, yawning and laying down on her back this time. Rin gawked at her like she was out of her mind. Boyfriends love to have a picture of their girlfriends to stare at. That is definitely out of the picture, said Rin, outraged. What's the matter? asked Jezebelle with a pout, using her baby voice. It's just one little picture of you. He might think it means something, said Rin, flushing red. It doesn't mean anything, said Jezebelle, flinging her hair backwards. It's the norm. If you want it to mean something, naked pictures are always- Jezebelle couldn't finish the sentence. She burst out laughing at the thought. Rin glared. Forget that. It's a normal picture. What's the big deal? I don't like getting my picture taken... Oh, said Jezebelle in a sing-song voice. You're one of those. Shut up, said Rin, angry. I don't like this picture idea and it's final. Oh snap, said Jezebelle, holding up her cell phone and taking a picture without warning. She did it within seconds, which caused Rin to drop her jaw. Done. Oh my. You look so cute Rinny. Look at those puffy cheeks! Look at that scowl! You are so done for. Bitch, said Rin, jumping onto Jezebelle. Delete it! Delete it! I wasn't ready! Too bad, said Jezebelle, sticking out her tongue. You asked for my help and I helped. We're done. Not done, said Rin, trying hard to reach for the cell phone. You took a really ugly picture of me on purpose! I'll delete it, said Jezebelle, holding it higher so Rin couldn't reach. When Rin tried to climb, Jezebelle bolted up to her full height. Rin had no chance anymore. If you agree to take a real official picture instead. I mean either way, he'll get a picture. Do you want a super ugly one or a professional looking one? Professional looking? asked Rin, blinking. What do you mean? You are like so out of this world, said Jezebelle, rolling her eyes. There are photo studios everywhere that take professional pictures. Don't those cost a lot? asked Rin, gaping. Not if you have the right connections, said Jezebelle with a wink. Let's go? Already? asked Rin, pouting. We can stay, sweetie, said Jezebelle cutely, indicating at the waves. If you want to meet a certain somebody. Rin whirled around and looked out at the waves. Who? Jordan! Luckily for Rin, Jezebelle pulled her back in time before a group of girls in swimsuits ran past them and toward the incoming surfers. Rin managed to catch sight of Jordan in his swimming trunks with an arm over a surf board. His wet, blonde hair glowed even brighter in the sunlight. His white, dashing smile was as vibrant as ever. Her glimpse of the popular

boy didn't last long. Jordan was surrounded by admirers. Our luck, said Rin, groaning. Let's go. Aren't you going to say hello to your classmate? asked Jezebelle, throwing a thumb over her shoulder. Rin picked up the sheet and rolled it. No. Definitely not. Jezebelle smirked and leaned towards Rin. You sure? There is no way in hell I am saying hello to that bird brain. Bird brain, said Jezebelle in amusement. Shut up, snapped Rin, stomping away. Where did we park the car again? You and Jordan Greene, said Jezebelle, clicking her tongue. Poor relationship? Very, said Rin in a grumble. He's such a jerk. I don't get what girls see in him. Why can't he be more like Jin? Why can't he be nicer? He's such a heart breaker with no brains and no charisma. You are half right, which is 50%, which in your book is a fail. What do you mean I'm half right? asked Rin, irritated. Jerks are heart breakers and they will never reform because being a jerk gets some ass, said Jezebelle as if this were common knowledge. Exactly, said Rin mindlessly. We agree then. But Greene is not a jerk, said Jezebelle, smiling brightly at Rin who gaped at her. He really isn't. I've dated jerks before. I can smell a jerk from a mile away and Greene is not even close to what a jerk is. He's just a pretty boy with no balls or brains. Jezebelle shrugged. But he's not a bad guy by all means. He's always a jerk to me, said Rin, sighing. Obviously because he's the popular guy and you're the nerd so, said Jezebelle, indicating at Rin's shoes dangling from her hands. You guys collide. He has a reputation to hold up after all. He can't just go around befriending nerds. Anyways, wear your shoes dear. The sand will burn your feet right about now. My shoes are filled with sand, said Rin with a frown. Better that than burned feet. You are nice, said Rin, amused. She wore her shoes. Jezebelle was the angry one now. What? It was a compliment, Fi-Fi. I don't play nice, said Jezebelle sternly. I was only saying that because I don't want to stick around here thanks to your useless and inadequate street smarts and accidentally bump into Greene sooner or later. Sure, said Rin, tying her shoelaces. Hurry up already you slow loser, said Jezebelle, continuing on her walk without Rin. I want to have a million pictures of myself taken already! Move it! Rin shook her head. Wait up Fi-Fi! ******************************************* Sitting outside of the mall near the ice cream store, Kristian couldn't help but stare at the store. He smiled. He remembered when Rin was eating ice cream before band practice and he just went by and took a bite of it without asking. The image of her face amused him. Suddenly, Roselle's face popped in front of his face and he was thrown off a bit. Giggling, Roselle checked her hair frantically. Do I look okay? asked Roselle frantically. You look the same like always, said Kristian in a bored voice. You said he was here right? asked Roselle, worried. Kristian nodded. Cory said he was coming to where we are.

Promise me you won't tell Cory about my bad habits okay? Kristian lifted a brow and shrugged. Upset, Roselle started shaking his arm. Please? You want me to join right? You wouldn't be this worried if you didn't have any in the first place, Roselle, said Kristian in an amusing tone. Roselle refused to let go of his arm. Boys shouldn't hold grudges! I wonder who did who wrong first, said Kristian, smirking. Kristian! Roselle! Hearing Cory's voice, Roselle froze. When she recovered, she hid behind Kristian. Much to her and Kristian's dismay, Cory did not come alone. He brought Gary with him. The towering African American was the same as usual with that permanent frown on his face. Kristian went up to Cory and pulled him down by the neck. I told you to come alone, said Kristian in a deep growl. But Kristian, said Cory with wide eyes. Shouldn't we introduce Gary to Roselle since she will be the fourth member in our group? Wait, said Roselle, stomping over to Kristian and dragging him away from Cory. You told him that I'll join before I even agreed to? Who said I told him? asked Kristian, wrapping his arms behind his head. Who told you Cory? asked Roselle, smiling. Kristian did, said Cory honestly. Why? You're dead, said Roselle in a fierce whisper to Kristian. You big meanie. Stupid Cory, said Kristian, grumbling under his breath. I specifically told him on the phone not to tell you that but no, he didn't listen as usual. He has a hearing problem I swear. Why can't he do anything right? No one wants to listen to you blab on and on anyways, said Roselle, sticking out her tongue. Before Kristian could say anything to her, Roselle ran over to Cory. Nice to meet you Cory! I hope I can learn a lot from you by being in the same group as you! And nice to meet you too Gary! Gary said something but Roselle couldn't understand. Huh? Gary says 'nice to meet you too', said Cory, smiling brightly. You're so cool, Cory, said Roselle, gaping. You can understand him? Kristian can too, said Cory, indicating at his leader. It happens since we've been together since freshman year. Roselle gasped at Cory. Does that mean after a while I'll be able to translate Gary's words too? Possibly, said Cory, tossing Gary a look. You're a fast learner I think. Blushing bright red, Roselle hugged herself. Not really... Anyways, said Kristian, coughing and coming in between the two. Roselle glared at him from the back. What do we do now? Gary and I found a new arcade location, said Cory excitedly. Gary nodded. Arcade... said Roselle, paling slightly. Let's go, said Cory happily, bouncing away. Suddenly, Kristian grabbed him by the collar and forced him back to reality. Kristian? Shouldn't our new member pick what to do? asked Kristian with a friendly smile to Roselle, who flushed at Cory's eyes on her. Well Roselle? You don't like the arcades, Roselle? asked Cory, frowning. No, I like them just fine... said Roselle, biting her lip. I don't want to go today though. I mean... I just all of you. Shouldn't we get to know each other better? Huh? asked Cory, confused. Kristian went over to Roselle and leaned down. You hate video games?

No, meanie, said Roselle fiercely back. I don't have enough money on me. I agree with Roselle, said Kristian loud and clear. We should do something else. We can go to the arcades some other time since Roselle will be joining us now. Is that really okay though? asked Cory curiously. You usually type... No, it's fine! stuttered Roselle, laughing. I like going out too! That's great, said Cory, smiling now. Hanging out is fun! Right Kristian, Gary? Fun, fun, said Kristian, bored. He went over to Gary. Come on. Let's think of a place to go. Where is a good place to hang out for a girl? Gary spoke to Kristian in a low tone. That's a great idea Gary. I still don't understand a word he said, said Roselle with a frown. It's okay, said Cory happily. You'll get used to it. We're going then! Where? asked Roselle, following the three guys in front of her. Kristian smirked. We thought we take you to one of those teddy bear stores. No, said Roselle, clearly upset. She smiled though when Cory turned around and stared at her. Why are we stopping? You don't like plushies? asked Cory, clearly hurt. I do... I like the squirrels, said Cory, taking the lead. The chipmunks are nice too. What's wrong with you? asked Kristian, walking in the back with Roselle. Roselle dropped her head. I hate cute things. But you're a girl. How sexist, said Roselle, pouting. But you're a cute girl. Roselle scowled. Just because I am a girl and a cute one too- Kristian laughed at hr change of attitude when Cory wasn't paying attention, -doesn't mean I like useless plushies that does nothing but stare at me in my room all day. I would rather get a virtual plushie to stare at me from the screen while I type instead... I'll remember this and buy you a huge one for your birthday, said Kristian, amused. Meanie! Cory turned around. Kristian, are you teasing Roselle? Chuckling, Kristian shook his head. It's not like she likes- You like Kristian? cried Cory, running back to Roselle and gazing at her. Roselle dropped her jaw. What? But wouldn't that tear the group apart?' asked Cory, scratching his head. You, Cory, said Kristian, punching Cory on top of the head. Fail at listening. Then, said Cory, gasping. Roselle likes Gary? Oh wow! That's really... You're awful, said Roselle, turning her back to them. All of you! I hate you meanies! I should have stayed home! Watching Roselle run the other direction, Kristian turned to Cory with the deadliest pair of eyes possible. Before Cory could run as well, Kristian grabbed the shorter boy by the collar. Gary was indecisive on what to do. K-Kristian? You are an idiot, said Kristian, sighing. He dropped Cory on the ground. Great. There goes our new group member. She shouldn't run off by herself, said Cory, concerned. I'll track her down. You do that and apologize, said Kristian, barking. Cory shivered. Okay. I'll apologize for saying whatever I said. Suddenly, Roselle came back to them. She pouted and glared at them. Cory was

scared and hid behind Kristian. Gary blinked, not understanding. Then, the writer sighed out loud, went up to them, and held her hand out. Kristian was the only one brave enough to shake it. I overreacted, said Roselle, keeping her eyes to the ground. Sorry. Wow, you're incredible, said Cory in awe. Roselle blushed as he went up to her and gazed at her in admiration. You're really incredible, Roselle! Huh? Cory smiled. I am not good with girls because I tend to make them cry or say something stupid to set them off. They usually run away and I have a hard time finding them and saying sorry. That's why I can never understand girls and I usually stay away from them. I don't know why but the sight of you coming back and apologizing first even though I'm in the wrong makes it easier for me to talk to you. I'm pretty immature. No, you're not, said Roselle, frowning. I'm the immature one. I should have expected that and control my emotions a little better in front of you all but instead, I made a fool of myself by dashing off like that. That's why you're incredible though, said Cory, insisting. Roselle flushed bright red. You came right back and placed the group before your emotions. You are better than I am. I really admire you, Roselle. Stop that, said Roselle, groaning. I can't stand hearing all that. Hey, said Kristian, smiling at the two of them. Now that the drama is over. How about we head to the book store instead? I know Roselle likes to be there than at the other store. How about it guys? Okay, said Cory, agreeing immediately. Anything is fine with me! Same, said Gary in his heavy accent. In the back, Kristian watched as Roselle led the way now since she knew the location of the book store than any of them. Unlike the first few minutes, Roselle and Cory were talking in the front. Kristian was pleased to see this. Even though he wasn't sure if Roselle could keep up her nice act forever for the sake of Cory, he thought that Roselle would surely figure something out. Maybe one day, she would be brave enough to show her bad side to Cory. Maybe. Gary said something to Kristian, in which he responded, She's out on a date. Suddenly, Kristian felt his mood drop again. ************************************************************ Even though Vance went downstairs to study, Bo and Jin didn't notice. They were busy playing. Actually, it became so addicting that Bo went to his house and brought his laptop over. The two of them were playing in the same room with Jin on Rin's desktop and Bo on his laptop on top of her bed. Jin rolled his chair over to Bo. Let me get this straight, said Jin, frowning. If we get married online, we get a lot of benefits in battle and to go into that secret map? Let's get married Jin, said Bo, grinning. Jin scratched his head. Isn't that weird? How? asked Bo, rubbing his chin. I mean I'm Hamada-sama, unless you're saying that you have something against marrying Hamada-sama... Er... I am so telling her when she gets home, said Bo, chuckling. Bad idea, said Jin, groaning. Forget it. I lost my train of thought. They really show allow for same-sex marriage online, said Bo, sighing. Jin lifted a brow. Bo?

Nothing, said Bo, shrugging it off and showing off his teeth. Since I'm a girl and you're a boy, it's perfectly fine. Let's do it. Ichigo and Hamada-sama combo! What an odd combo, said Jin, sighing in defeat. I must admit though. Your character really does resemble Rin-chan, except for the obvious. The obvious? asked Bo, lost. You know, said Jin, coughing uncomfortably. Her chest is not that big... Oh Jin, said Bo, amused. You are so wrong. What? I'll prove it to you, said Bo, jumping off the bed and looking about the room. Where does she put her lingerie... Hey Bo, said Jin, jumping up and stopping Bo. That's not right. I already know what it is, said Bo innocently. You haven't so I'll show you. I don't want to know! Sure, you do, said Bo, pushing Jin aside and opening the drawer. Here they are. Where is that cute pink one... Bo found it and held it up to Jin. Here you go. Catch Jin. What? cried Jin, catching the pink bra. I'm not looking. You've known her for how many years now? asked Bo, closing the drawer. Since you've known her for so long, you have the right to know. It's your right as her childhood friend, Jin. Go for it. I dare you to. Or else, Bo's grin widened. You'll never hear the end of it from me. Boring Jin! This is so wrong, said Jin, turning the bra over. Yo. Jin jumped and dropped the bra. Bo laughed and waved at Kristian who poked his head in the bedroom. Flushing bright red, Jin tried to look innocent. Kristian lifted a brow and glanced at the two boys suspiciously. Vance was behind him but he was bored and left right after. Welcome back, Kristian, said Bo in a sing-sang voice. Yeah, thanks, said Kristian, not sure. Jin, that better be Rin-chan or Tilly's bra or you have a lot of explaining to do. Jin groaned. See Bo? That's what happens when you don't do it discreetly enough, said Bo with a sigh. Listen to the master, said Kristian, indicating at Bo. The Japanese boy went over and picked up the bra. Without looking at it, Kristian put it back in the drawer. You guys seem to be having lots of fun. I am more than happy to escape my group today. Kristian, said Bo, grinning widely and leaning down to him. How do you know where her lingerie are located? Kristian glanced away. Lucky guess? Perverts, said Jin, shaking his head and returning to his game. You have some explaining to do, Kristian, said Bo, grinning and following Kristian as the Japanese boy backed the other direction. How do you know then? asked Kristian daringly. Bo rubbed his chin. I have the right to know since I'm her bodyguard so I need to check her belongings thoroughly for bombs. Absurd, said Kristian, backing away faster. Come here, Kristian, said Bo, chasing Kristan out the room. I need to give you a big hug for knowing so much! Even though Jin ignored the chase outside the room to play, he suddenly jumped when he heard his cell phone ring. It was his mother reminding him that he had school

tomorrow and he should go home. With wide eyes, Jin checked the time. Eight o'clock. Panicking, Jin turned off his game and went to the master bedroom to pack. At the sight of Jin packing, Kristian and Bo stopped and looked at each other. Today is Sunday isn't it? asked Bo innocently. Oh boy, said Kristian, frowning. Shit. I better pack too. Before long, Rin and Jezebelle returned to Rin's house. They walked in and noticed that the entire first floor was dark and empty. Jezebelle scowled and went upstairs ahead of Rin. For the shorter girl, she went to the kitchen and placed a container in the refrigerator. Flushing bright red, Rin couldn't decide what to do. Before she could make a decision, she heard someone walked in. Hey, said Kristian with a smile. Hello, said Rin, more timidly than she wanted. Hey, so, said Kristian, indicating at his backpack. I'll be off now. I waited for you to come home to say bye. I need to spend time with Dad since he's back for a bit. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning for Jazz Band okay? Wait, Kristian, said Rin, running over and grabbing his sleeve. Yeah? asked Kristian, giving her a gentle look. Rin lowered her eyes. Let's go. Pulling him upstairs and into her room, Rin took a deep breath and closed the door. Kristian blinked and dropped his backpack on the ground. Rin went up to him, keeping her eyes to the ground with red cheeks. So aggressive, Rin-chan, said Kristian, smirking. I'm ready when you are. Rin pushed a white envelope to his chest. Here! I am always prepared with my own protection- Shut up, said Rin, scowling. It's for you. This is so stupid. I'll be leaving now... Blinking, Kristian carefully checked the contents of the envelope. His eyes widened. He noticed that Rin's shoulders were hunched up and she was trying her hardest to work with the doorknob. A soft smile placed his lips. Right when Rin managed to open the door, Kristian slammed it close with a push of his left hand. Rin was caught off guard when his right arm wrapped across her shoulders. You're amazing Rin-chan. Shut up. You're so sweet for once. Shut up. And yes, I know you think I'm sexy and, said Kristian with a brilliant smile. You're right. You have good eyes. What? cried Rin, snatching the envelope back from Kristian. She saw the text written on the bottom of the pictures. She's so dead. She's so fucking dead! Rin-chan? asked Kristian. Rin ran over to her open window and saw Jezebelle standing beside Jin's car as he tried to push her giant teddy bear into the back seat. She was telling him off for being slow. Watching this, Rin scowled. Jezebelle Phoebe Tilly! Jezebelle picked up her head and looked straight at Rin. When I see you at school tomorrow, you're dead! In response, Jezebelle simply winked and waved innocently up at Rin. In a matter of seconds, Jezebelle disappeared inside the car after Jin opened the door for her. Rin stomped her right foot out of irritation. Before she could do anything, Kristian turned her around quickly and kissed her.

Rin, I borrowed your Spanish textbook and- Vance stopped mid-sentence and turned his eyes away from the sight he saw in front of him. Shrugging, he left it on the dresser close to the door and went back downstairs. Not like I care anyway... In the car, Jezebelle laughed wickedly and pondered out loud what Rin must be doing now to lash out her frustration. Jin didn't say anything and concentrate on driving. Jezebelle poked him in the shoulder. Whip cream, said Jezebelle, clicking her tongue. You didn't eat did you? Oh, said Jin, amazed. No, I didn't... Loser, said Jezebelle, snickering. You played video games all day again? Yeah, said Jin with a laugh. Double loser, said Jezebelle, smirking evilly now. You didn't say thank you to Rinny either. You forced me out of the house, said Jin in disbelief. I'll tell her over the phone. What an idiot. Jin sighed. How was your day? Not bad, said Jezebelle, licking her lips. I saw a lot of hot guys at the beach though, including your white boyfriend. Hot guys... said Jin, almost sadly. Are you hungry? asked Jezebelle, leaning over to Jin's side despite the seatbelt. Now, that you mention it, said Jin, shaking his head. I guess I should cook or eat microwave food or something... and I need to feed Shuijin too... and I need to call Rin-chan to copy homework from her and... You are such a dumb ass, said Jezebelle, using every insult possible. Then, she smirked and indicated at the back. Because you are so stupid, I brought you food from that restaurant. I'm on a diet and that Rinny still drags me along. Since it's a complete waste, I just brought everything home to feed you and that dorky cousin of yours. Jin blinked in surprise. You actually did that for me? Jezebelle tossed him an insulted look. What are you trying to say? Nothing, said Jin, returning his eyes to the road. Thanks Fi. Shivering, Jezebelle wrapped her arms in front of her chest and looked out the window. Stop that. It feels weird. Jin laughed. Sorry. I guess... Jezebelle lowered her voice. I did... miss you somewhat... Come again, Fi? Jezebelle shook her head. Nothing. Suddenly, she turned on him. My room is still a mess back at home! My shoes are still all over the place! I haven't taken a bath yet! You have to fucking force me to Shortie's house all weekend! I am behind in everything! I haven't brush Jezebelle junior in three days! You brush your teddy bear? Shut the fuck up! You owe me big time mint chocolate chip! Make it up to me now! You're not doing anything until you solve all my problems! Jin sighed deeply. This is going to be one long night...