You Have Got To Be Kidding Me...

So We Meet Again

I am dedicating this chapter to BobTheMagicMonkey because she posted such an awesome comment on my last chapter while I was writing this and I seriously haven't stopped smiling ever since!

The last chapter was supposed to be this one but I got carried away with the whole talking wall and stalking stuff, so, yeah.

That's a picture of my dad's quad over there ———————————> Except ours doesn't have that thing at the front. You'll see why I have that there later on in the chapter.

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"So we meet again!" I said in what I hoped was a mysterious sounding voice. It probably failed. Remind me to ask for lessons on it from Zayn some time.

Silence.

"So how's your morning been?" I asked, wondering why he didn't reply to my greeting.

Silence.

"Why won't you talk to me?!?!" I said, half in my screaming voice, half in my normal voice. Oh who am I kidding? I don't have a normal voice!

Silence.

"Fine then! It's over between us!!" I snapped.

Silence.

"You don't even have the decency to say anything!" I wailed, crying into my arm.

"Who are you talking to?"

I looked up hopefully, but it wasn't who I wanted it to be. WHY WON'T HE TALK TO ME?!?!?!?!?!?!?! Oh, and it was Zayn who spoke.

"Who does it look like? Wal King of course!" I said, rolling my eyes like it was obvious.

"Who?" he just looked confused out of his mind. Like a lot of people do when I say whatever's in my head at the time. That's why I keep it down to a minimum, strictly for classes with Christina and Chelsea and lunch.

"Wal King! You know, the talking wall that I was speaking to this morning." I answered, gesturing to the wall behind me. "But he won't talk to me anymore. What did I do wrong?!" I cried, grabbing him by the shoulders and shaking him. He grabbed my wrists and held them away from his body.

"I'm pretty sure Wal King is just asleep." he reassured me. I snorted and pulled my hands from his grasp.

"Walls don't sleep. Everybody knows that, you idiot!" I stated, smacking my head in a Duh! movement. Unfortunately, I hit the side of my glasses and they jumped up and slid down my nose. I gracefully pushed them back up to their original position.

"Whatever. Come on, we have something to tell you." he replied, gesturing for me to follow him. I turned to Wal King and gave him the I'm watching you! gesture and skipped into the lounge.

"Sup bro." I greeted. "Or bros."

"What?" Liam asked, looking confused as did all the other boys.

"It's NZ slang. Like what's up, what's going on, vas happin, vas up ling man, and so on and so forth." I explained. It seemed pretty understandable to me. I mean seriously, what else could sup bro stand for? Super Urinal Parrots Bowling Rolling Oreos?

"Vas up ling man?" Niall said. "I thought it was vas happin man?"

"It's Christina's version. She's also crazy!" I smiled. "So's Chelsea. Sort of. The other day in Drama, I was standing on this box and she came up to me and said, 'Get off the box and I shall not spare your life!' in this really random french accent. I seriously couldn't stop laughing for ages."