“Hey Sandy, where are we going?” Richard wanted to know as they sped down the other hallway. “I don’t think going down the guys’ hallway is much of an improvement.”
“At least Mr. Lew’s not lurking around here,” Sandy muttered. She abruptly stopped in front of a certain door, accidentally letting go of Richard’s wrist.
As Richard fell face-first onto the ground, cursing loudly (Sandy made a mental note to poke him later), Sandy pressed her ear against the door.
She didn’t really need to though, because the occupants of the room were already being extremely loud.
“Ew Yuedi, what the hell!”
“Nalini, you strip in a change room twice a week at school. How could you be bothered by this?”
“I didn’t think she’d actually sleep in her underwear though!”
“I do not tell lies.”
“Oh my god, you’re both so gay!”
“No, I believe we are quite heterosexual, thanks.”
“You, on the other hand...”
“Shut up! I’m not!”
Sandy sweatdropped, and then pounded on the door in frustration. She didn’t yell, fearing that somebody would hear her and come to investigate, and that was the last thing she needed at the moment.
“OH MY GOD IS THAT NICKY.”
“Okay, so on the count of three, we’ll open the door and ambush him so that he doesn’t run away again.”
“Sure!~”
Okay, maybe the second-last thing.
“Nalini, you come too!”
“No what the fu-”
“Nah, she’d squish him.”
“What the fuck, let go of me Vanessa – OW, Yuedi, you squished my boob-”
Slap.
“OWWWW!! VANESSA, YOU HIT HARD!”
“That hurt??”
“OF COURSE IT DID!!”
Sandy rolled her eyes and pounded on the door again, this time more loudly. She could hear some of the guys stirring in their rooms, and quickly squashed the panic that was beginning to rise in her chest.
“AHHH!!!”
“Nalini, develop a spine.”
“HIDE ME!!”
“Oh come on, you great tub of lard-”
“YUEDI!!”
There was a pause; Sandy could swear she saw an eye appear on the other side of the peephole.
“It’s not Nicky,” Yuedi said, not bothering to hide her disappointment. Nalini’s sigh of relief was clearly audible even from behind the door. There was a pause, a bit of scuffling, and then –
“Oh, it’s Shandy,” Van exclaimed in pleasant surprise, swinging the door open. Sandy promptly dragged Richard (who, incidentally, was still protesting loudly) inside, and shut the door firmly behind them.
“Yeah, hi,” Sandy said, finally letting go of Richard. He sat up straight, rubbing his wrist, and was about to get up when his little sister pounced on him (again).
“OW – Sandy – OWW – what the hell are you – OWW!!”
He cowered on the beige carpet as she jabbed every exposed area of his midsection repeatedly.
“That’s for earlier,” she said, then suddenly spun around and switched her target to Nalini. “And that,” she continued, attacking even more ferociously as Nalini swore again, “is for the same reason.”
“What the fu-”
“OI, LANGUAGE!” Sandy cut her off, drawing herself to her full height and looking quite dangerous.
Nalini smartly decided to shut up at that very moment, and instead shrank inconspicuously (as much as she could, anyway) into a corner.
Then she sprang up screaming when she realized there were spiders there.
“Oh shut up,” Fandi snapped irritably for the umpteenth time, squirming uncomfortably on the dusty tablecloth that she was using as a mattress (she stubbornly refused to sleep on the ground, since there were more bugs down there). Her voice came out muffled, due to there being someone sitting on top of her.
Rachel frowned, briefly pausing her singing. “Stop moving so much, you’re a bad pillow.”
“Then – don’t – use – me – as – one,” Fandi growled back, each word in a more threatening tone than the last.
Rachel blissfully ignored her and continued belting out “If U Seek Amy” at the top of her lungs.
“Rach, shut up,” Angie requested, hugging Skye, whom she was using as a shield from the bugs crawling around on the ground. “Someone might hear you and take us to the police, or something.”
“Who would be wandering around here at two-thirty in the morning?” Rachel demanded, glancing at the glowing, glaringly-bright cyan clock that towered above the buildings across the street.
“Rach, get off.” Fandi shoved Rachel off her stomach, and accidentally rolled off the tablecloth with her. She shrieked and scrambled frantically back on, only to have Rachel plop herself down on top of her once more.
“Omigosh, it’s Hibari, it’s Hibari, it’s Hibari, it’s Hibari, it’s Hibari Hibari Hibari Hibari Hibari Hibari Hibari! I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you-”
Andrea nearly fainted when Hibari finally said something in his wonderfully so-very-sexy voice. She was pretty sure that meant, “Shut up.”
“B-b-but... I’m just making light conversation!” Andrea whined before going back to screaming “I love you, I love you, I love you” at Hibari Kyouya, who had been assigned to guard the cage that Andrea was held in.
Hibari said something else in Japanese. A tiny part of Andrea wanted Amy to be here as well -- she actually understood the language. But a much bigger part wanted Hibari all for herself.
It never occurred to her to wonder why she and Amy were split up. She just wanted her Hibari.
“Who actually slept well?” Pikachu asked as he chomped down his share of breakfast, which Rachel and Fandi had left early in the morning to buy with some of Richard’s money. When the pair returned, their arms full of delicious, mouthwatering food from a local convenience store, Pikachu had just woken everyone up with his special alarm clock.
“I did,” Dana said, her hair still smelling burnt. “Buuuut, couldn’t you have woken us up in a slightly less violent way? Seriously.” Beside her, Mich nodded in agreement.
“Nah, bolting people’s my specialty,” Pikachu said dismissively, stuffing the last of his cheese crackers in his mouth.
“Don’t talk with your mouth full, it’s really kind of disgusting,” Rachel commented conversationally, being careful to swallow her mouthful of bread before she spoke, as to not be a hypocrite. Pikachu chucked a cracker crumb at her.
Angie and Sarah were huddling depressingly in the corner of the ground, their food barely touched. Skye had somehow wriggled out of Angie’s grasp while she was asleep that night and disappeared, as did the ninja. Both girls were surly that entire morning, although Sarah’s mood was considerably lighter than Angie’s, due to her happiness at finally being able to spend a night as a hobo.
“I believe we are in luck today, people,” Pikachu announced, abruptly standing up with a wide grin on his face. “The necklace... is better.”
This proclamation did not quite provoke the reaction he expected.
Huffing loudly, he glared at the six pairs of eyes that were fixed on him stupidly. “Meaning, we can leave.”
Fandi, Dana, Mich, and Rachel cheered. Sarah and Angie were too grumpy to.
Suddenly, the deafening sound of sirens blared in their ears. Rachel stole a glance at the street and, seeing a crowd of police officers storming towards them, yelled something indistinct. Sarah screamed. Fandi kicked Sarah into Angie to stop Sarah from screaming. Angie removed Sarah from her face and glared at Fandi. Rachel was still yelling something indistinct. Mich stood there like nothing out of the ordinary was going on.
“Quick!” Pikachu commanded as the necklace glowed bright neon blue, as bright and as neon and as blue as the clock from the night before. “Everyone, hold hands!”
Everyone complied, and just as the Pokémon grabbed Sarah’s hand, they all vanished into space with a soft poof.
“AHHHHHHHH!!!!”
Despite the fact that six people and one yellow thing had randomly appeared on top of Nalini, Van was still mildly irked at her screaming. She kicked her.
The kick didn’t particularly bother Nalini this time, because she had something bigger to worry about. Namely, the group that was sitting on top of her at the very moment, effectively squishing her into the mattress.
Nalini screamed again, which made Sarah scream, which made Fandi punch her, but miss and hit Van instead, who whacked her with the book, and then accidentally trip over Yuedi, who fell and accidentally shoved her bust into Richard’s face, who pushed her away into Angie, who fell on top of Rachel, who fell on top of Dana, who fell on top of Pikachu, who zapped the entire struggling mass while Sandy just stood there impatiently with her arms folded.
“Who’s in there?”
“Not Crosby, we don’t have that many people.”
“I hear girls!”
“Wanna try and knock down the door or something?”
“YOU BLITHERING IDIOT!”
“Why would you want to do that?!”
“Especially if there are girls in there!”
“Hey, chillax, I was joking!”
“What’s going on here?”
“There was a crashing noise behind that door, and we’re wondering what made it.”
“Are you sure it’s not the maid or something?”
“It’s not.”
“Wait -- what the-”
“NICKY CHEUNG?!”
“AH!”
“AHH!”
“What are YOU doing here?!?”
“Never mind that, how the hell did you get here?!”
“Yeah, did you like, sneak onto the bus or something?!”
“That’s so ninja! Here, props!”
“Hey, now’s not time for that!”
“Yeah, why is Nicky here?”
“I got conned into coming here by Yuedi and-”
“Yuedi’s here too??”
“Oh yeah, she was! Remember, David?”
“Oh yeah!”
“Wait, so does that mean-”
“Yuedi’s in that room?!”
“It can’t be just her, there has to be more girls-”
“Or guys, you never know-”
“That sounds so suspicious... like, seriously...”
“ANYWAY.”
“Who else would be here besides Yuedi??”
“That Nalini girl and this other short kid.”
“Short kid... you don’t mean Van?”
“Wait, but aren’t the girls supposed to stay in that hallway?”
“Yeah, but-”
“This is waaaaay too screwed up! What’s going on here?”
“Pikachu,” Sandy’s worried voice suddenly rang out from amid the guys’ voices, “can’t you do something about this?”
He shook his head. “It’s too risky to try and knock them out all at once, there are too many of them. And we can’t afford to damage the necklace again; we have to get outta here.”
Suddenly, Mr. Lew’s voice could be heard above the babble.
“Nicky?! Why are you here? You shouldn’t be here!”
“Well, it’s not like I came here by choice.”
“... What is that supposed to mean? Here, come with me, we need to discuss this. Everyone, go back to your rooms and get yourselves ready! We're gonna walk around a lot today.”
As much as they strained their ears to hear, Mr. Lew and Nicky’s voices were fading as they walked away from the door, and the babbling that broke out among the guys masked their conversation.
“Damn,” Pikachu hissed, and turned around to face everyone, his expression a mix between grave and epic. “Guys... if we don’t find some way to save Nicky... we’re royally screwed. We need to devise a plan. We cannot afford to fail! We must save Nicky Cheung from the clutches of the teachers before anyone else notices we’re here!” He stuck a tiny fist into the air. “Let us go, brave warriors! Let us... begin!!”
There was a brief silence. Van frowned. “I am sorry, but that monologue did not bring great lolz.”
Haha, finally, eh? Took me forever. xP
Simon and Michael and everyone else will be in the next one. I PROMISE. :) :) :)
Oh, and yeah, I changed the layout again. The other one was pissing me off. xP (This one looks waaaay better in IE. Shame I use Firefox xP)
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