It's6 o'clock in the morning and I'm copped in my room reading with anightlight, all the other lights in my room are off and the blindsare closed tight. The room is pitch black besides the small bluenightlight. I closed the 5736th book I've read so far and threw ittowards my mountain of "read books" and reached for thenext victim for my eyes when the bedroom door flew, no, literallyflew.
Kelsie,with her lightsaber and a pair of shorts and a t-shirt that isslightly damp on(probably from the shower) trudged in. "Whereare you You-Alter" she screamed " You perv! I'm gonna killyou!"
Kelsie'sgreen eyes glow with a slight scarlet as they darted back and forthacross my room. Silently I pray that she doesn't notice me in thecorner of the room where my bed, full of books, meet my nightstand,also filled with books.
Ifelt the green red eyes swoop to my general direction, the feelinggets stronger as Kelsie strides toward me. Cold sweat dripped downthe back of my neck.
"I.Found. You." Kelsie murmured. My body stiffens, ready to dartunder my bed.
Kelsietrips on my mountain of books...
Shefell with one hand in front of her and the other still held her deepblue light saber. This scenario was so hilarious that the idea ofrunning vanished from my mind. Kelsie was a blooming burgundy.That's odd I thought. She's got no reason to be embarrassed unlessit's about tripping on my books. Then I feel it.
Kelsiewas sitting on my knees in front of me, her legs are on both sides ofmine. Keiti had dropped the light-saber and it was rolling harmlesslyin circles around on the floor a few inches around where Kelsie and Isit. Wet blonde locks of hair fall lightly down to my legs ticklingthem.
Keitimade a puffing sound as if she just exploded from embarrassment. Sheimmediately removed her hand from my thing (I was wearing Jeans) andjumped off of me.
"P-p-p-p-p-per"Kelsie stuttered. "pervert" She finally managed to whisper.A smack rang through the air, the maid outside my room jumped anddropped the bundle of towels she was holding.
Runningout of the room Keiti trampled the already trampled door and swoopeddown to grab her light saber. As she ran out the room she slammed anote on the broken door frame, the note fluttered to the ground.
Ishrugged and went back to reading my book. The maid outside staredblankly from me to the already gone Keiti. This was one of the raremoments when Kelsie opens up to one of our members.
Thecuriosity of knowing what the note said ate me up. I stood and pickedup the crumpled note.
HIYou-alter,
Youra idiot, did you know that.
P.S.Were gonna have a meeting so be there at eight PM.
Keiti
Istood there slightly rocking, my back facing the door.
Hoursmight have gone by, who knows, a head popped up beside the doorframe. Short light blue hair reflected from my blue nightlightindicating someone was standing at my doorway. I turned around."Hello Yell-ter. De arimasu." Bellnica said, her voicemonotone. (Why does everyone pronounce my name incorrectly!) "HiBellnica." I expressed, happy to see someone that doesn't throwfits easily. Her short figure was slightly damp just like Keiti's.They probably swam earlier.
"Whydo you say De arimasu?" I asked. A sharp piece of glass eruptedfrom the floor. "Don't question it. De arimasu." I put myhands up, "OK OK chill." The piece of glass slippedback into the floor boards. Bellnica's silicon is scary.
"Didsomething happen to your face? It's puffy and red. De arimasu"Bellnica asked her voice still monotone. "Actually ya, Keitislapped me and called me a pervert." I stated. Bellnica's handcame up and slapped me on the other side of my face. "I-I canexplain" I stuttered. Bellnica's hand flew up again. "No.De arimasu." I covered my now red head with my hands ready toevade another slap.
Bellnica'shigh-heel did the fighting this time. It hit where the sun don'tshine. (Why does it always get involved?)I gasped for air. Paintraveled through my body in a instant. I fell to my knees groaning inpain. "Pervert. De arimasu." Bellnica stated, her voicestill monotone. She walked out the room and in the processtrampling on the now useless piece of trash that use to be the door.
"Igotta get that fixed I mumble." I crawled to my bed, pushing thebooks aside I flopped onto it exhausted. I may be strong but mystamina and physical endurance sucks. I turned my head to the rightto check the time. It was nine twenty four. I groaned. This life istoo much for a shut-in like me to handle. "I want to go back."I whisper with the back of my hand on my closed eyes.
BeforeI found out I was a TTK I was a average freshman at a average highschool. My life was average my grades were average and I had aaverage social life.
NowI've gotta live with these random assembled group of people who callthemselves the TTK.
Ifell asleep on my bed.
Sleepis my escape from life. My utopia where I don't have to kill anyone,where I don't have to worry about dying or being arrested. This crapwe call life is just a way of torture for every human in this world.We were inserted on Earth then forced to feel as if we need to live.In reality it would be better to die. There we won't have to stress.But maybe we will he hurled back to earth and forced to start allover again. I give up.
Ijolt awake.
Asilhouette of a girl is outstretching on my window sill. I stay in mysleeping position readying myself to attack when I hear, "Yourexistence is a mistake." The silhouette took off.
