She's a Lady

Chapter Three~Anyone but You!

~Anyone else like that pic? I do!!!~

Hisami POV

"You're such an idiot, Quin," I mumbled, dabbing Quin's face. We were at my place, since the manager gave us both the rest of the day off.
"I know," he said, smiling. His busted lip looked ghoulish. "But I protected you, right?"
"Yeah. I guess you did."
"That's good." He put a hand on his forhead. "I beat the hell out of him."
"You did. And I am very proud."
He laughed. "Good. I'm glad."
I stood. "Are you going to spend the night? If so, I have to call and ask my mom."
"Yeah... It would be nice to stay over for the night."
"Well, be warned. My mom's friends are going to Fiji and their son is staying here. She said last night during dinner that he'd be here either today," I placed a bandage on a cut that resided on his left cheek, "or tomorrow. But don't worry. You can sleep in my room while he sleeps on the couch."
Quin smiled. "Good."
My phone vibrated. I looked down at it, opened my messages, and scowled.
I'm really sorry for this morning.
Fuck. Off.
I'm trying to apologize!
Fuck. Off.
Dammit Hisami!
I didn't reply, but my phone vibrated multiple times. Quin looked worriedly at me as I gripped my phone tighter and tighter.
"Uh... Mimi?"
"What?"
"N-Nothing..." He looked away.
I sighed. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't yell at you. You're not the one I'm mad at."
"It's okay."
"Hm." I leaned over onto him. "I'm really tired..." I said, yawning.
"Go to sleep then."
"Okay..." I let my eyes flutter closed, letting sleep engulf me.
Quin POV
I sighed as Hisami's phone went off again. I eased it out of her hands, getting in easily, since I knew the password, and checked her messages.
From: Douchebag
I chuckled.
Hisami I'm apologizing you're not supposed to yell at me.
Hisami.
Hisami!!
Dammit Hisami text me bitch!
That last one pissed me off.
Listen, asshole, I don't like the way you're treating my best friend.
The reply wasn't that fast, but it came eventually.
What? Is this that asshole I beat the fuck out of?
You've got it all wrong. I beat you up.
What the hell ever! Where's Hisami?
Asleep.
Wake her up.
No.
Dammit you queer let me talk to her!
NO. And don't call me 'queer'.
Why not? You are one!
I swear to god I'm gonna kick your ass again.
Whatever.
Okay. I'm turning her phone off.
I turned it off before he could text back. Asshole.
Hisami POV
I turned on my phone later on to text Isi. I saw that he and Quin had texted one another earlier... I rolled my eyes.
To: Douchebag
Something came up. I can't work on the project with you tomorrow.
I sighed and set my phone down, waiting for a reply.
"Mimi?" Quin called from the kitchen.
"Yeah?" I replied, just as my phone vibrated.
"Do you want the rest of this V8 in here?"
"Nope," I said, picking up my phone.
"Okay, I'm drinking it then."
"Go ahead," I said, reading the message.
What? What exactly came up?
I sighed.
I'm going to have company tomorrow. We can work Monday after school don't get your panties in a bunch.
Whatever.
I sat my phone back down and sighed. I hate my life...
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"I'm so sorry I have to go in today," My mom said as she ran a brush through her hair. "It's just--this is what I've been wanting for years! I hope you'll be okay, what with the guest coming today and all. Quin stay out of those cookies."
"It's fine, Mom. I don't mind."
She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. "Great. He should be here soon, okay?"
"Okay."
"Bye, guys!"
"Bye," Quin and I said in unison as my mom walked out the door.
I yawned and lied my head down on the table. "I don't want to deal with people..." I looked up at Quin. "Do you have to work today?"
"Yep." He chugged one of my waters. Dammit, I have to hide them again.
"Uuunnnngggghhh!!!!"
"Hehe. Sorry."
"It's fine." My voice was muffled by the table.
"Okay, I have to go. Bye."
"Bye..." I muttered glumly. He ruffled my hair.
"Hang in there, kid." I heard him walk out of the kitchen, but I didn't lift my head until the door shut behind him. I needed a shower... But I really was lazy...
I looked at the clock above the stove. It read 9:32... he'll be here at ten thirty... "Ugh, I hate life!" I stood and made my way to the bathroom.
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I sighed as I walked out of the bathroom and into my bedroom. I grabbed my brush and picked up my phone, seeing that I got a text message.
From: Mom
He's on his way. He should be there in fifteen minutes.
--10 minutes ago...
I sighed and quickly put my hair in a sloppy bun. It wasn't beautiful, but it would work...
I jumped when the doorbell rung... Who uses the doorbell anymore? I asked myself as I jogged down the stairs. It rang again. "I'm coming!" I yelled, unlocking the door and turning the knob. I let out a breath before I swung the door open, only to gasp and almost fall over.
Isi Hayayaka stood in the doorway, looking at me like I was stupid.