First Love, Wammy's House Style (A Death Note FanFiction)

Hai there c; This is my first story soo i'm really hoping it doesn't suck...Haha any way its about my OCxWammy's House Boys. So yup this is going to be a pretty long chapter so...BEWARE! Also probably gonna be some spoiler alerts farther along!

So enjoy! ;D

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I clutched my toiletries bag as I stood sleepily in the darkly lit hallway of Wammy's House For Gifted Children, waiting in line to use the sink to brush my teeth. 'I knew i should have gotten up earlier...' I thought to myself.  All of the girly girls were giving me odd looks since i was just about the only girl to not look like she had just stepped out of a 'Victoria's Secret' catalogue. I was wearing Matt's MW3 sleep pants and my black tank top. My jet black hair was tied into a messy rat's nest of a side bun. My hair went all the way down to my buns so there was really no way to put my hair that wasn't messy. I tried to blink the sleepiness out of my aqua blue eyes, which apparently had flecks of purple in them as some people have commented. The queen of the floozies,Sheena, shot me a cruel look over her shoulder and leaned over to whisper to one of her 'posse members'. I rolled my eyes and stuck my tongue out at her. She gasped and i smirked as i sauntered into the bathroom and began to brush my teeth. After i was finished i decided to wash my face and put on some eyeliner on while i was at it. As i sharpened my eye pencil i glanced around to find that even in the wee early hours of the morn', the girls of Wammy's still had on more make up than Dolly Parton at the country wash up's parade. I rolled my eyes once more and applied a thin line of liner to each eye, i even put on some tinted lip gloss instead of my usual cherry chap stick, for on this day, i would go into town! This was an extremely rare occasion, but i was desperately in need of guitar picks and as the saying goes,  "Desperate times call for desperate measures." I zipped up my bag and prepared to leave when suddenly, the wicked bitch of the west appeared, apparently not ready to lose a petty fight just yet. I was game, bring it on."Nice pj's Mona." She smirked as she knew i hated it when people called me Mona. "Thanks Sheen's, and as it seems we'er exchanging compliments, might i add that our quadruple push-up bra gives you quite a boost. Its gives the impression that your almost a B-cup, What an upgrade!" I smirked"Oh and by the way, its not the 90's, don't say pj's." i saluted to a fuming Sheena and her gasping posse as i spun on my heel and casually walked out. "I'm a D!!!" Sheena shrieked after me.

So this is an average  morning for me dear reader, A day in the life of Ramona Reynolds, resident of Wammy's House Orphanage For Gifted Children, age 15, year of the Cancer, interest guitar playing...you know the rest. Now i know what your thinking,  "This chick doesn't have any friends!" But i do my sweet darling reader! I do...and they are the best friends an orphan could have...they'er my family...

'Let's see, bra...check, shirt...check, pants...check, shoes....dammit. Wouldn't want a replay of last week...' i thought to my self. I started to pull on my converse when suddenly there was a knock on my door and muffled singing coming from the hallway. I already knew who it was. I threw open the door. "THREE FRENCH HENS TWO TURTLE DOVES AND A PATRIARCH IN A PEAR TREE!" "What the hell are you guys doing? It's the middle of July." I raised an eyebrow at Matt, Mello, Near, and Ryusaki who all stood infront of me. Matt tisked "Oh Ramona...RamonaRamonaRamona!" He sighed "Caroling is fun anytime my dear!" Mello winked at me while Ryusaki and Near gave me a look that said "This was not my idea! I swear i was dragged into it!" I laughed at my crazy friends. "You'er stupid, and i'm hungry, lets eat ladies." I smiled as i took Matt and Mello's hand's . Matt blushed a bit and Mello tried to take Ryusaki's hand with a seductive look on his face...only to be punched in the ribs.

When we finally reached the cafeteria, which was way on the other side of Wammy's, all of the good food was gone, only Omelets, Hash Browns, and Chocolate Pancakes left...Wait! Chocolate Pancakes? The thought registered in both mine and Mello's minds at the same time as we both lunged for the pancakes. We had both gotten grip of the plate and were tugging lightly in each of our  directions. "Let it go fat ass!" I teased "Make me..." Mello whispered. I thought about this for a moment until suddenly i leaned forward and pressed my lips into Mello's, which  immediately made him let go of the plate and put his hand behind my head. He pressed his face closer to mine and i smirked into the kiss until finally i pulled away and whispered, "I win." With a flip of my hair i pranced over to our usual table and began to happily eat my pancakes while Matt, Near, and Ryusaki stared at me in disbelief; their jaws on the floor. Mello on the other had was staring at me seductively, he licked his lips slowly before walking over to the table to join me. He sat across from me, never unlocking his own eyes from mine. I blushed a bit. I was expecting Mello to say some cheesy pick up like when he opened his mouth but instead he glanced down at my shirt. "Is that my shirt?" he asked, all seductiveness gone. "Uh...yeah i guess it is..." Just then Matt, Ryusaki, and Near sat down at the table eyeing me suspiciously. "how could you tell it was yours?" I questioned. "Well i mean...its an all black shirt, you just rolled up the sleeves, thats all..." He smiled and i looked over at Near who seemed aggravated, "Whats wrong babe?" I asked putting my head on the table so we were eye to eye. "I...I...I just noticed that you were wearing purple pants!" Near said as though it was the most ludicrous statement. "Oh...?"I didnt quite under stand what was so horrible about my purple  skinny jeans. "Normally my mind makes note of what color your pants are on what day of the week,depending on your mood" Near explained. "Today you are feeling optimistic but a bit worried. That's what purple usually is....but my mind didn't even make the slightest notice of your pants!" He was practically shouting, people at other tables looked at us funny, i didn't mind. "You probably didn't notice her pants because you were too busy noticing how ravishing she looks today Near-San..." Ryusaki mumbled as he shoved another fork full of cake into his mouth, where did he even get that? I blushed a deep red. "Oh stop it Ryusaki, you big cutie you!" I blew him a kiss from across the table and he slowly shifted, in his odd sitting position, to place the kiss in his packet. I smiled and clapped my hands as if to get the group's attention. "Okay listen up, i am in dyer need of new guitar picks so i am going into town today, who wants to come with?" I asked. All at once everyone said they wanted to come. Mello grinned evily, "Now we can finally take you on a shopping spree so you can stop wearing out clothes!" i chuckled lightly and Near furrowed his brows, "Yeah...how do you get those anyway?" I stammered "If i let you buy me some thing pink, can i keep that a secret?" I smiled hopefully, ""fine...but WE get to choose Missy, not YOU." Mello warned "Fine the jeez...are we all done?" the boys nodded and i jumped up, ecstatic with the hope of new picks.