She's a Lady

Chapter Seven~Project

~Yeah, this will just be a sorta filler-chapter 'cause they haven't worked on the project, like, at all. Don't skip over it, though. There may be just a small thing you may want to see. Maybe. No hints, though. You're gonna have to read the boring chapter to figure it out!! *evil laugh*~

I sighed, glancing down at my phone for the fourth time in the past two minutes. I'd been restraining from texting Quin all day, which was strange, being I hadn't wanted to even look at him all week. I called into work for the week, telling them I had the flu. I went to school, but I didn't pay attention to him at all. I could tell I was frustrating him, but I didn't care. I wasn't planning on talking to him at all.

That was, until I woke up Saturday morning with a guilty conscience. I'd not moved from my bed all day, except to get some coffee. One, because I'd barely been able to sleep all week, and two, because I knew that if I walked out of my room I wouldn't stop walking until I got to Quin's house. I planned to stay in bed, staring longingly at my phone. Then Isi walked in, his guitar and a binder full of stuff in hand.

"Get up," he said.

"Why?" I asked. I was rather enjoying my cocoon of blankets.

"Because you've been moping around all week, barely doing anything but sleeping, drinking coffee, and going to school. You've left me to do this project all by myself, and I'm sick of it. So, idiot, I have come to get you up so you can actually do something productive. And so I won't flunk this stupid project. Get up, or I'll push you out of bed."

"You wouldn't."

"I would."

I sighed, unraveling myself and sitting up. I reached for my phone, but it was gone before I could grip it. I looked up at Isi, and then at my phone, which was now in his hand. "What--"

"No phones," he said.

"But what about music?"

"We are making music, my sweet little dumbass." Isi sat at the end of my bed, opening the binder and setting it in front of me. Then he lied the guitar beside me. "There are the lyrics to the song. They're done. Okay? And then..." He picked up the binder, pulling a see-through folder out of it. "I drew the main characters for the game. The four minor characters I still need to draw, but I know what I'm doing for them. I need you to create the storyline and the boss dude. You can draw, right?"

"Yeah, I guess so. I can sketch and shade."

"Good."

I looked at the characters in front of me. "I didn't know you could draw."

"I can do everything, idiot. I'm the ideal person. I am the person everyone wants to be. I am Isi Hayayaka."

"...No. You're a dumbass. There is a difference."

"Just get to work before I break your phone."

I sighed. "Fine..." I stood and walked over to my backpack, reaching into it and pulling out a folder. Then I walked back over to my bed and made a point to plop down onto it. Isi sent me a frustrated glance, then went back to whatever he was drawing. "I did something, too, ya know, already."

"Yeah?" he said uninterestedly, not looking up from his paper. "And just what is that?"

"The plotline."