85And So We Meet Again
N:
Wallflower
By: Xiao-Mao
Me: HOMG. What's this? XIAO-MAO IS NOT DEAD?!
That's right babes, I'm back! :D!
Thank you all so much for supporting my fic!
I really, really, appreciate all the reviews and comments I have received!
(You guys have no idea!)
I sure hope you guys haven't forgotten about this fic. :D
Mizuki: Oh, great.
Me: I bet you missed me my adorable, cute-
Mizuki: Shut up.
Me: -horrible, annoying, mean muse! D:!
Mizuki: …Right.
Me: Just do your damned job!
Mizuki: As always, Xiao-Mao does not own Beyblade.
:D
- A very, very important note -
I have gone back and re-written all of the chapters, so I think it would be a good idea to re-read from the beginning since I have added / changed some things.
Once again, thank you all very very much for reading my story!
I hope you guys like the new chapter!
Oh, and the winner of the Poll is option Number One!
They group plays truth or dare and things are revealed.
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Mariah's POV
"Oh, my god."
Claire giggled, biting gingerly on a light pink manicured nail. "Is this porn Rei? Oh my god! What the hell is Nightshift Nurse?" She then dropped the disc she was holding and put two hands on her face in mock disgust. "You are a dirty boy Rei!"
Two things ran through my head:
A. Um, I'm going to fucking bitchslap her like, now.
B. What the hell is Nightshift Nurse?
Rei looked like he wanted to floor to open up and swallow him whole. He turned approximately three shades of red before swiftly pointing at the blue-haired boy from earlier today. "He brought that over; I swear to god, it's not mine!"
Claire and her girls burst out into giggles.
(Okay, I am like this close to stabbing them all in the face with my freaking wrist watch.)
"Oh god." I grumbled, eyebrow twitching. "I think I'm going insane."
"Whose insane?" Blue-haired boy from earlier today asked as he plopped himself down right next to me on the couch, handing me a bowl of popcorn. "You want?"
(Okay, I can't just keeping calling him 'blue-haired boy from earlier today', he needs a name. Hm, how about Charlie? I think blue-haired boy from earlier today looks like a Charlie.)
"Thanks." I smiled.
I hope my eyebrow still isn't twitching.
Charlie stared at me for a moment before bursting out laughing, "How come your face looks so funny?"
Damn.
"Speaking of insanity, I think we should watch Saw Four!" Yumi bounced excitedly on her seat.
"Yumi, for goodness sakes, what are you on? I'm not watching that. It's so nasty. I think we should watch the Notebook." Claire grinned, sidling down onto Rei's lap.
(What a whore.
Not that I wouldn't have done the same.
(cough)
But that's different, okay?)
In unison, all the guys present groaned loudly in response. Yumi frowned for a swift moment before her face lightened up.
"That's brilliant idea Claire!" She exclaimed, clasping her hands together. "I would love to watch the Notebook."
(Well darling, I would love to smack you across the face with a notebook.)
I think Claire has cast this evil spell over her friend's or something. They comply with her every beckon and call. You know, I'm actually kind of scared. I mean, I don't want to walk out here as a mindless idiot.
Brains are sexy, you dig?
(Right. Okay. I'm never saying that again.)
"Um, Rei? May I borrow your phone?" I asked softly, handing Charlie back the popcorn. "I have to get home."
(I swear to god, I'm like the only one that says 'may'nowadays.
Good grammar, along with brains, is very sexy you know.)
"Oh, you're still here? I thought you went to the washroom or something." Kyoko yawned, stretching her arms above her head.
Great. Now I feel like staying here just to piss them off.
"Yeah sure, the phone is in the kitchen." Rei waved towards the general location of the kitchen.
Right.
I've never even been to his house before so how the hell am I supposed to know where the stupid kitchen is?
"Hey Mariah." Hot Boy (oh my god, hot boy is talking to me! EXCLAMATION MARK!) glanced at swiftly at me with his (totally seductive) crimson eyes, "Could you grab my hoodie from the kitchen? It's on the table."
Wow.
Am I their freaking slave now?
(Well…he is hot boy.
I mean, I wouldn't mind being his slave…
in bed.)
"…Fine." I sighed.
I left the group to their flirting and giggling and whatever they did best.
I padded down the hallway, before swiftly catching sight of the kitchen.
The kitchen was dark, so I switched on the light by the doorframe. As the lights flickered on; I rubbed my eyes to adjust to the bright setting. I immediately spotted Hot Boy's Stussy hoodie on the oak dinner table.
Rei's kitchen reeked of Chinese herbs and spices. (Then again, every Chinese family's kitchen did.) There was a tiny island in the middle of the room with a bowl of oranges on it.
"Phone…phone…" I mumbled to myself, circling the kitchen looking for the stupid phone. After a few minutes, I still couldn't find the phone and I sighed in defeat. I decided to give Hot Boy his hoodie first and then go bug Rei some more about his phone.
As I roughly tugged Hot Boy's hoodie off the table, something fluttered out of his hoodie pocket and onto the tiled floor.
I really didn't mean to look, but I couldn't help it, the piece of paper was just lying helplessly on the floor, practically begging to be looked at. So what was I to do? Ignore it? Pretend I didn't see anything? No, that would've been unfair to the poor piece of paper!
I glanced around to make sure no one was around, before picking it up.
"Holy shit!" I covered my mouth, muffling my tiny scream. "What the fuck?!"
Oh my god.
This was no paper.
It was a picture.
And not just any ordinary picture.
It was a picture of Hot Boy and Claire…
SMOOCHING.
YES, SMOOCHING!
(Isn't smooching such a cute word?
Smooch!
Smooch!
I would like to smooch Hot Boy.
And Cute Boy.
And R-)
I brought the picture up closer to my eyes.
No doubt about it, the participants were definitely Hot Boy and Claire. I mean, who else would have such hideous blonde hair? (And who else would have such sexy biceps?)
I frowned a little at the picture.
I felt kind of bad for Rei.
I bet he really likes Claire, I mean, how else would he be able to stand her bitchiness and annoyingness and fakeness and demanding-ness?
(I am so not biased at all.)
How could Hot Boy do that to his friend? Seriously, friends don't do that to each other. It was just wrong. Like, morally wrong. Plus, my respect for Hot Boy totally went down by like ten points.
And how could Claire play Rei like that? I mean, despite the fact that he can be such a bone-head sometimes; he was still a really amazing person. (And his abs, oh my god, they're like, rock hard. And you know what else probably is? Right. I better stop.)
"Mariah?" Came a soft voice from the doorway.
I swiftly shoved the picture into the back pocket of my pants. "Um, yes?"
It was Rei.
"Hey, um, sorry, the phone isn't in here. I forgot I brought it into the living room earlier." Rei looked a little embarrassed.
"Oh, that's fine. At least I got your friend his hoodie, haha." I scooped up Hot Boy's hoodie into my arms and followed Rei back into the living room.
"Rei's friend!" Charlie waved at me, "Come play truth or dare with us!"
Cute boy began waving frantically too. "Yeah, come play!"
Well, if cute boy insisted.
Passing Kai's jacket to Rei, I took a seat in between Cute Boy and Charlie.
"Oh, my name is Takao by the way." Takao said, holding out his hand. "You're the girl who bitched at Rei earlier today right?"
(Oh great.
I bet he remembers me as the 'freaky-pink-haired chick that bitched at Rei earlier today'.)
"Nice to meet you Charlie." I shook his hand.
Oops, did I just say that out loud?
"Um, I mean Takao." I swiftly corrected myself, giggling nervously.
Cute boy then held his hand out to me. "Hey! My name is Max!"
Ah, the cute boy has a name!
"Hi Max." I beamed at him, shaking his hand eagerly. "I'm Mariah."
"I know." He winked, grinning wickedly.
(Oh my god!
I…I'm in lurve.
No, for realz!)
"Kai, it's your turn." Claire slurred, sliding her arm through his. "You get to pick your victim."
She drew the attention back to herself.
(Surprise, surprise.)
A pause.
Finally, "Mariah."
"Guh?" I squeaked ungracefully. It took my brain about three seconds to register the fact that Hot Boy had chosen me. (And he knows my name! Oh my god, Hot Boy knows my name!)
"Truth or dare?" He asked, a playful smirk tugging at his lips.
I almost said: "Anything for you Hot Boy!"
Almost.
After a swift moment of contemplation, I decided on: "Truth."
"Wow, what a pansy." Claire tittered, glaring evenly at me.
Kai's crimson eyes burned into mine. "Hn."
I think I might have just had a heart attack.
"So Mariah, care to enlighten us with why you're so mean to our Claire? Why did you throw water at her? Why did you call her all those horrible things? What has she ever done to you?"
"What?!" Both Rei and I shrieked at the same time.
Rei expression contorted to one of extreme fury. He turned to glower at me, hands curling into fists. "That was you? You threw water at Claire? You called her a half-breed, a Gook, and all that racist stuff?"
What in god's name has this girl been saying about me?
"She's lying!" I cried, defending what little dignity I had left. "Are you fucking shitting me? Don't tell me you actually believe her!"
Takao gripped Rei's shoulder, "Yo man, calm down. Hear Mariah out, yeah?"
"I admit, I may have sprinkled a little water on her but that's it!" I hissed. "She's lying to you!"
Kai raised a brow at me. "And why would Claire lie?"
What. The. Fuck?
Was this guy daft?
Was he fucking stupid?
"Yeah Mariah." Rei narrowed his eyes at me. "Why would she lie?"
It was obvious the two were not going to hear me out. All my attempts would have been proven futile. Despite the tense atmosphere of the situation, Claire still managed to smirk at me, pink lips curling around sharp teeth. There was only one thing I could do to make Rei listen to me.
"Same reason as this." I reached into my back pocket and threw the picture at him.
Me: PHEW! (wipes sweat) That took long to write XD! I hope you guys all enjoyed it. Reviews are really appreciated! :D
Oh god, I'm so tired, it's like 5AM! And I have summer school in about three hours…NO! T.T
Mizuki: It's not like you sleep anyway.
Me: You know what? You're just jealous you don't get to go to the beach today.
Mizuki: Um. Considering the fact that I'm part of your damned imagination, I don't feel so bad.
Me: Damn you and your logic!
So everyone, what are your plans for the summer?
Hanging out at the beach?
Shopping?
Going to an exotic place?
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