"That's an improvement I guess."
I glance my eyes up from the worksheet as a very intimidating Yowane has her demonic red eyes piercing my soul. I keep my hand under my butt to keep from flipping her off.
"Those actions back there at the museum, very unacceptable. You and the blonde, Rin, aren't going to tonight's performance." I try to keep a straight face as she attempts to get me to huddle down and apologize. Not today, jackass.
I nod, and I bite my lip as the exact definition of a shit hole leaves my sight. I continue sipping on a large Dr. Pepper from Burger King that I found in Gumi's beer stash in her suitcase. Man, Mr. Ted isn't a very strict guy. He's chill.
"Hey, you goin' to the concert tonight?"Glancing up again, Len's standing with his trademarked messy blonde hair and poor excuse for a six pack that makes him look like a cross between a thirty year old white Soundcloud rapper and Eminem. I immediately feel disappointed I can't go, he's so excited for it. I shake my head.
Len raises a hairy eyebrow. "Why the hell not?" I shrug. "The B in Bitch decided that because Rin had a crippling social panic attack back at the museum I'm supposed to suffer," I repeat loud and clear. Len rolls his eyes like he doesn't believe me.
"Meeks, that's Rin. Why not go up and ask her to release you from no-events-during-the-most-important-field-trip-in-your-life prison?" I roll my eyes. "Leonardo, word of advice: don't say anything to Mrs. Hachoo that proves your point. She's gonna put you in detention too for being mentally superior." Len rolls his eyes.
"Meeks, we talked about this. I'm not Leonardo. I'm Len, one that hasn't won any Grammy awards." I snicker at his response. "And I said no more Meeks, dumbass!" I yell back. He grabs me by my shirt playfully and I shoved him back in a fit of laughter.
Len isn't like other dudes. Yeah, he looks like a lame impression of an Australian surfer but he is special. Surprise, surprise, he's bisexual and also a self-identified Nazi. (In his own words.)
Len also isn't one to date. Yeah, he and I have had a few... romantic situations in the past but he's usually just stuck to roaming around wherever life takes him. That's what I like about Len. He doesn't have a goal unless he wants to. Unless he needs to. Or both, whatever comes his way. He doesn't give two double decker shits and that's his strong point.
"So you don't want to go to the concert... what if I told you everyone was going to be there?"
"You just told me that in the same sentence and I have no clue what you're getting at. You suck at contextual clues dude."
Len sighs. "I'm saying your crush will be there. Remember her?" I give Len the death eye as I slip the worksheet into the folder. "I'm not gay," I say blatantly. Len snorts sarcastically and I slap him. "Not as gay as you, at least!"
He sticks out his tongue. I throw my pencil at him. He stumbles to the ground as Rin makes an entrance from the elevator. I hear a faint giggle from Gumi from the back. Oh shit.
"Hey Meeks, I'm gonna go get ice with Gumi Bear. Wanna come?" I shrug. "Maybe, if your doofus brother would stop harassing me about my sexuality," I blurt. Len raises his eyes as he holds the pencil wound on his head with his hand. "I said nothing," he defends. Rin snorts and tugs his tie so that he slides across the floor to her feet. She gives him the death eye and he pathetically rolls up in a ball.
"Also, I would let you come if you would put a damn shirt on instead of letting your piss colored tie hang around your neck like a noose," Rin remarks. Len grumbles as his sister and her girlfriend walk away. "Dammit, now I'm going to have to deal with a rock hard for her too."
I laugh as the cold wind blows his hair in all directions. The hotel lights flicker as a middle-aged black guy joins us outside and pulls out an e-cig. Len grabs a Kleenex and tapes it to his head to stop the bleeding from me almost killing him with a mechanical pencil.
I sigh. I look up into the sky and watch the stars move in all directions. I feel my eyes close as each one bounces off of each other and makes a constellation of a titanic monster...
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Half of Me «Vocaloid Crossover Fanfic»
FanfictionEveryone has a beginning. Everyone has an ending. For Miku Hatsune, nothing's better than spending your first day of freshman year batting demons in the cafeteria during free period. It gets even more fun when you don't have a clue who your dad is a...