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January 6 TH , Year 201M2020 BC. , Volcadera Bluffs.
Weather conditions; cold as fuck. Raptor Jesus, I hate walking in this mist. Every time I worry about going snout first into something. Good thing I can smell it first to avoid any impact. Thank you, dino senses.
Once again, I start my boring day going to this stupid school… God, six more months of this shit…
I extend my wings and stretch my last remnant of sleep while groaning.
- “C’mon, Fang. You can do it.”
With my newly found motivation I return to my solemn march gripping tightly the strap of my guitar case, arriving at the stone staircase at the entrance of the school.
I walk past every student.
Move along, weeds!
Eheh… good thing they can’t her what I think, I would totally look like a weirdo!
I see Naser and Naomi talking to some freshmen.
Ugh… the less I see them the better.
Now where the fuck is he? Usually, he is always around here… Eh, probably in class already… that nerd.
I chuckle to myself.
- “Fine, let’s get this over with.”
And with that I head towards my class.
…
Uh… weird, he is still not here… where the fuck is he?
I wonder looking at the empty seat beside me.
I pull out my phone and start typing a message.
[Dude, where are you? Class is about to fucking start! >:V]
[Pass]
[The fuck means PASS?]
[Boooooring… I don’t wanna :P]
[Where are you?]
[Auditorium, wanna join me?]
[… give me five minutes]
[NOICE!]
[**middlefinger**]
And with that I use my best puppy eyes to ask the teacher to go to the bathroom before he even starts the lesson.
Hallway pass acquired, Works every time.
I walk pretty much in auto-mode to the Auditorium. That place is the closest thing to a safe haven in Volcano High. Maybe me and the guys have been there more than in class… is that even possible? Probably not.
As I open the double doors- wait a second… How is it unlocked? Eh, whatever…
I can already see that stupid bald head of his.
Anon was standing on the stage, messing with his laptop and some speakers, with his guitar strapped around him.
Always wearing that black jacket and white shirt combo, Uh.
I mean… it looks nice on him… he looks nice…
Fang stop it! It’s not Estrus Season yet! Calm your horny thoughts, for fuck’s sake!
As I get down the stairs, he notices me and makes his usual shit-eating grin.
- “Good morning, Fang. What’s up?”
- “All good, you ass! What the hell are you doing here!?”
- “Nuthin’, just about to relax for a bit.” He said while plugging-in his guitar into an amp.
- “You better not get us expelled just because you wanted to ‘RELAX’” I say it while doing my best overly dramatic quotation marks with my fingers.
- “Yes, MOOOM!”
- “Fuck off!”
I can’t help but smile. He always knows how to make me laugh. He and his stupid faces he makes.
After setting on the main base on his laptop he gets ready and starts strumming the first notes of the song.
I woke up it was seven, I waited 'til 11
Just to figure out that no one would call
I think I've got a lot of friends
But I don't hear from them
What's another night all alone
When you're spending everyday on your own
And here it goes
I'm just a kid
And life is a nightmare
I'm just a kid
I know that it's not fair
Nobody cares
'Cause I'm alone and the world is having more fun than me… tonight
Oh, fuck it! We ballin’
I climb up the stage and pick up the lyrics.
And maybe when the night is dead
I'll crawl into my bed
I'm staring at these four walls again
I'll try to think about the last time I had a good time
Everyone's got somewhere to go
And they're gonna leave me here on my own
And here it goes
I'm just a kid
And life is a nightmare
I'm just a kid
I know that it's not fair
Nobody cares
'Cause I'm alone and the world is having more fun than me
What the hell is wrong with me?
Don't fit in with anybody
How did this happen to me?
Wide awake, I'm bored and I can't fall asleep
And every night is the worst night ever
Fuck I love this! Goddamit Anon! … you… URGH!… why are you so awesome?
I'm just a kid
I'm just a kid
I'm just a kid (I'm just a kid)
Yeah, I'm just a kid (Yeah, I'm just a kid)
I'm just a kid (I'm just a kid)
I'm just a kid
And life is a nightmare
I'm just a kid
I know that it's not fair
Nobody cares
'Cause I'm alone and the world is-
Nobody wants to be alone in the world
I'm just a kid
And life is a nightmare
I'm just a kid
I know that it's not fair
Nobody cares
'Cause I'm alone and the world is-
Nobody wants to be alone in the world
Nobody cares
'Cause I'm alone and the world is having more fun than me tonight
I'm all alone tonight
Nobody cares tonight
'Cause I'm just a kid tonight
I fucking love you Anon.
- “Wooh! That’s what I’m talking about!”
- “I hate to admit it but that was fucking awesome! FUCK! I didn’t know I needed this…”
- “Eheh… told ya this was way better than that boring history class.”
- “Ugh! I get sleepy only from thinking about it!”
I sit on the floor resting my arms on my knees. My head fall limply backwards thinking about that fossil of a teacher.
- “Hold on a second!” I say snapping my head back staring at Anon.
- “How did you get in in the first place? The Auditorium should be closed right now!”
As I ask him that, he searches in the pocket of his jacket and pulls out a keychain in the shape of a tiny guitar with a single silver key attached to it.
Aaw, that’s kinda cute… wait…
- “Is that-”
- “Yep! A key double.”
- “What!? Where did you get that!?”
- “I made it. Well, technically the hardware store guy made it.”
- “AH! This can cause us so many problems!” This is fucking serious, but I can’t help but laugh a little. Now it really is “our safe haven”.
He then throws the keychain to me. I grab it barely landing on my back. I can her him laugh.
This fucker…
- “What now? Want to shift the blame to me?”
- “That’s not a bad idea actually… Pfft hahaha! Nah, nah relax.”
- “Then why?” I ask him while putting the key on the side of my booth.
You never know.
- “Well… Y’know… I made it in case we needed to make some last-minute band practices… if we wanted to come here at night to fuck around all together… and… erm…”
Oh, my fucking God… is he blushing?
- “… if you ever need a nice place to stay alone… the Rooftop is also nice but is kinda hard to hide there.”
- “Did you… do this for me?”
- “…yeah… I know you’ll take care of it.”
Raptor Jesus I want to pounce on him!
Before I can get up from the floor, the double doors slam loudly echoing in the empty hall.
- “WHO THE FUCK IS IN HERE!?”
Aaaand… we’re dead.
- “I KNOW SOMEONE IS DITCHING IN HERE! MY HUNTING INSTINCTS CAN TELL!”
I shoot daggers at Anon. I knew this was going to happen…
- “Oops.”
- “’Oops’ my fucking ass!” Forget everything about earlier. I’m gonna murder this motherfucker.
Principal Spears jumps down the staircase in a single monstrous jump. Fucking Neanderthals…
Oh boy, he is fuming.
- “The FIRST day of the new semester…”
- “Not now- Alright I know that looks bad-”
Anon tries to bullshit our way out but he is promptly incinerated on the spot. Ah! It serves you right, you dickhead!
- “SHUT THE HELL UP, MOUS!”
Oh, shit is looking at me now.
- “Miss Aaron… shouldn’t you two be in class right now?”
- “I, Uh… well, yes technically… but erm…”
Fuck… I got nothing.
- “She didn’t do anything! I called her saying it was an emergency and she came here to me.”
Fuck! I love you even more now Anon!
- “Is that so… very well. You two will still have to get punished for ditching class, anyway. I expect to see you both Saturday during Campus Beautification. Are we clear?”
- “CRYSTAL!” We shout in sync, straightening ourselves up like soldiers. It could have gone worse.
- “Now back to class!”
I grab Anon’s hand so that we can get hell out of here as fast as we can.
But he winces in pain, jerking it backwards breathing through his teeth.
- “H-hey… are you okay?”
Shit… I didn’t notice before how his hands are all bandaged up… damn… that must hurt…
- “Yeah… don’t worry about it… I just got hurt while cooking…”
- “With what? a chainsaw?”
- “I’m not sharing my cooking secrets!”
Ugh… this fucker is so clumsy.
- “Anon, go to the infirmary and get checked out.” Spears sternly orders Anon, while staring at his hands.
- “Sir really is nothing. I just tried something hard, and I fucked up with the knife. It's all patched up as you can see.” He rebuts showing his bandaged fingers.
- “Uhm… If you say so. Now quick, out of the Auditorium. You’ll have your time here later after school during your little concert.”
Uh… When he smiles, he doesn’t look that scary.
Anon swiftly grabs his laptop and puts it back in his backpack, while I grab his guitar in his case.
We smile back at him and walk towards the exit, heading back to our classes.
4:00 PM - VOLCANO HIGH – AUDITORIUM
Fuckfuckfuckfuck… there are so many people… why are there so many people!?
Naser, you fucking retard… when I get home I’ll shove the NasCar up your-
- “Hey, Fang? You good?”
SKREEE-OONK!!!
For a moment, I think I regained the ancient ability of my people to fly… then gravity ruined it.
I regain lucidity when I see a purple dino girl right behind me, right behind podium curtains.
- “I-I’m fucking great! Isn’t it o-obvious!?”
My best friend Triceratops is staring at me as if she is looking at some crazy weirdo.
Why is she-
Oh, right. Me about to fucking wet myself on stage and the fact I just tried to lift off to space.
Seems about right.
- “C’mon! don’t be scared, it’s going to be fine! Our rehearsals went great! Isn’t that right, Fang?”
- “Yeah… but there weren’t so many people staring at me…”
Fuck… I’m about to cry like a little bitch…
- “I don’t know maybe I’m not ready-”
- “Ten bucks that she chokes.”
- “Nah man! For that at least you need to bet a fat twenty.”
- “Deal!”
- “… what the fuck did you just say?” all my fear is converted into pure anger.
I’m trying with all my mental strength to vaporize the caveman who is grinning like an idiot in front of me. Sitting next to him, Reed is snickering in his palm.
- “I just said that you don’t have the balls… Oh wait you don’t actually… or do you?”
The pink raptor went on a full cackle. I shut him up, shifting my Medusa gaze on him.
- “Fuck you! You fucking asshole! I bet you are just as scared as I am!”
- “About what? Those few people?” He answers, craning his neck looking at the audience.
How the fuck is he so calm!?
- “Meh… You know what? I’ll ask that blue girl in our music class that always flirts with me to join our band.”
WHAT?
- “Who knows? Maybe she is a better ‘performer’ than our scared little bird right here.”
- “Oooooooh, snap!” Reed chimes in cupping his mouth with his hands.
- “<<Anon what the fuck are you doing!!?>>” Trish tries to whisper but she is right beside me.
I can hear you, girl.
- “Whaaat? AM I WRONG?”
Motherfucker!
- “OH YEAH!? I’LL SHOW YOU WHAT A SCARED LITTLE BIRD CAN DO! GET YOUR ASS ON STAGE YOU FUCKING SKINNIE!”
I grab my fucking guitar and I stomp out to the fucking stage of this fucking Auditorium in front of all these fucking people. Just you all stay there and watch!
Looking back at them I notice how Anon is giving a high five to Reed and a thumbs up to Trish.
…
I just got played like a fucking moron.
…
Uuuugh… fuck it! It goes all or nothing.
Everybody joins me in their respective roles. Reeds at the drums, Trish with her bass, and Anon next to me on the front as secondary guitar and male voice singer.
He winks at me smiling.
Goddamit… that’s not fair! I’m mad at you now! You can’t make blush you fucking jerk!
- “Ready to knock their socks off, Tooth Fairy?”
- “Shut the fuck up!”
And now he’s laughing… I can’t ever win with him.
I admit defeat and smile.
Ok.
Breathe in…
Breathe out…
Let’s start this fucking thing! We nod at each other and give the signal to Reed who start the background base on his laptop near his drums.
We start playing and the heavy strumming and drum beats cover any previous sound in the hall.
Anon is the first to sing.
This night, nothing like any other night, can't take anymore
You say I'll never be nothing, causes suffering, something to ignore
These things you say
You make me weak but I have changed
No way, I'm stronger than before
I will break, breaking free, coming alive
I broke these chains, never be afraid (never be afraid to live my life) to live my life
Break, breaking free, one last time
No matter what they say, I will never change
And I know I can break (break) break (break)
Look out, I'm breaking free
Ok, awesome! Now is my solo part. C’mon Fang! You can do it!
This is who I am
You don’t understand, you never even try
Just when I think you’re listening
Drop defence, you stab and twist the knife
Nailed it!
These things (these things ) you say ( you say )
They don’t hold me, I’m not your slave
No way, I’m stronger than before
I will break, breaking free, coming alive
I broke these chains, never be afraid (never be afraid to live my life) to live my life
Break, breaking free, one last time
No matter what they say, I will never change
And I know I can break (break) break (break)
Look out, I’m breaking free
Look at that show-off with that guitar solo. Eh, he finally got that part right… He truly looks free with his guitar…
Overcome, chains undone
No fear can hold me down
I know I can rise above it
Overcome, chains undone
No fear can hold me down
I know I can rise above it
I WILL BREAK, breaking free, coming alive
I broke these chains, never be afraid (never be afraid to live my life) to live my life
Break, breaking free, one last time
No matter what they say, I will never change
And I know I can break (break)
I WILL BREAK (I WILL BREAK)
Look out, I'm breaking free
I'm breaking free (breaking breaking, this is freedom, this is freedom)
I AM BREAKING FREE
And then… silence.
Oh shit… did they hate-
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!
The Auditorium is shaking for the cheering.
Oh, my fucking god… they loved it… what the hell, I’m crying… we did it!
Everybody is jumping and screaming and are asking for more.
I look at my friends with a huge stupid smile on my face. They are just like me, panting and drenched in sweat but they are all super happy.
- “See Fang? Wasn’t so hard, right? You’re awesome!”
Anon is smirking at me but isn’t one of those he uses to annoy me. He looks genuinely proud of me.
- “Yeah, I guess you were right. Thank you.”
- “Ahahah! And for what? Now, stop enjoying the success high. We have a concert to finish!”
I snap out of my daydreaming, and I grin at him.
- “FUCK YEAH!”
…
- “Dude! It was awesome! WE were awesome! We totally rocked back there, man!”
- “I know right!? Who would have thought it could go so well!?”
- “I did, after you dropped that HORRIBLE idea of the double bass with no guitars. I mean, are you for real?”
- “Ugh! Ok fine, Spear chucker! I’ll admit it. It was dumb. Going classic was much better. Happy now?”
- “What? Sorry I can’t hear you over my EGO inflating.”
Trish responds by punching him in the chest, but everybody is laughing afterwards.
I just can’t say a word. I’m too euphoric. I can’t keep my wings straight. It was so GOOD! So GREAT!
- “Also, no offense, Reed… but your lyrics kinda sucks balls. It was better using mine.”
- “We can agree to disagree, bro. At least mine aren’t super depressing all the time.”
- “What are you talking about?! W-well at least MINE make some fucking sense!”
- “Stop being boring, dude! Mine are way more original!”
That caveman and his raptor friends are headbutting over the lyrics again…
- “Get a room, you two!”
They look at me, narrowing their eyes. Eh! Their faces are so funny.
- “Maybe we will.”
- “Yeah, we just have to say NO HOMO afterwards, amiga.” He says fist-bumping his buddy.
I roll my eyes and groan. Trish is chuckling while sitting on a chair nearby.
A phone ringing stops our fucking around.
Anon pulls out his smartphone and looks at the screen.
- “Aw shit… gotta take this! Sorry guys, I'll be outside for a moment.”
He then storms out of the Auditorium. He looked…upset?
- “Is he ditching us for the clean up?”
- “Dude… that would be a super shitty move.”
- “I don’t think so, guys… it seemed kinda serious…”
My friends shrug and return talking about the concert.
- “We totally need to make another concert! One outside of school! To spread the news about VVURM Drama!” my trike friend is high as fuck on success.
But we all are after all.
- “We gotta celebrate, girls! I vote for pizza!” Reed proposes before taking a big swig from his trusty thermos.
Aaaand… down he goes on the floor… as usual.
- “Pizza sounds great! Moe’s, I assume. Fang, are you with us?”
- “Yeah, of course… shit… that is a long phone call…”
I stare at the entrance, hoping for Anon to show himself back.
- “I’ll go check on him. I’ll ask him if he wants to join us.”
- “Ok, no problem! We’ll wait for you two here. Not like this baked potato can go anywhere.”
She glares at Reed who is smiling sardonically at the ceiling.
I snicker a little before starting to head outside the hall.
I look around for a bit before spotting Anon talking on the phone in a hidden spot near the entrance.
I said "talking"? I meant SHOUTING!
- “DAD! FOR FUCK’S SAKE! I TOLD YOU THAT EVERYTHING IS FINE! STOP BOTHERING ME FOR THAT SHIT! ***** YEAH, SURE NOW YOU ARE WORRIED! TELL THAT TO SOMEONE WHO FALLS FOR YOUR CRAP!”
He taps on his phone before leaning his back on the wall, sliding down in a sitting position. He is covering his face with his hands, sighing frustrated.
- “H-hey…”
He is startled hearing my voice. What the fuck was that about?
- “O-oh! Hey Fang! What are you doing here? W-where are the others?”
- “Reed is baked in the Auditorium. Trish is waiting for him to get sober.”
- “That totally sounds like Reed.”
He is trying to sound cheerful… but it sounds… fake…
- “Is everything… ok?” I point at the phone.
- “Uhm? Oh! Yeah, yeah… don’t worry about it. Just my dad being my dad.”
- “Ugh! Tell me about it… I totally get you. That fucking sucks!”
I really do. My father is on a crusade to make my life even more miserable than already is.
I’d rather not talk about that.
- “Hey, me and the others wanted to get some pizza to celebrate after cleaning up. Are you with us?”
- “Uuuh…”
He is now looking at his phone again.
- “Sorry, I’m kinda busy later. I’ll have to pass on that.”
Man… I was looking forward to it…
- “Oh… ok, no problem…”
- “Hey! Tooth Fairy, c’mon! don’t be sad! Just celebrate also for me! Seriously! I’d be happy knowing you had a good time!”
He looks happy, for real this time. Ok… I don’t want him to feel bad about it.
- “Ok. You’re loss, though. I don’t know what is so important to ditch us getting some Moe’s.”
- “I know… I know… I just need to go shopping for my dad… and the shops are kinda far… the last thing I need is another shouting match with him…”
Oh… maybe that was what the phone call was about. Oh well…
- “Sucks to be you!”
- “Fuck you, Little Bird!”
- “Fuck off, you Circus Monkey!”
- “That is kinda racist.”
- “You started it!”
We both laugh.
- “Alright. Let’s go clean up that mess that I need to go in a bit.”
I extend a hand helping him to lift himself up. I try not to press on his fingers too much, but he still winces a little. Probably very painful after all that strumming.
Aaah… this dork.
SATURDAY – VOLCANO HIGH – SCHOOL GARDENS
Note for my future self. Use the damn work gloves!
Ow… my poor hands… and my nails are full of dirt… why do I always try to be tough in front of others…?
At least I’ve finished this patch.
Speaking of painful fingers… Where did that caveman go?
Shit, recently he is so… uh… elusive? He is here for a second and then disappears the next one.
Is he… avoiding me?
Nah… that can’t be…
Did I… do something wrong?...
Is he mad at me!?
…what did I do…?...
…
My face is now twisted in a frown. I wrap myself with my wings.
My hand moves between my feathers… looking for a target…
- “NO!” I shout with all my energy.
I open my wings fully, parting them far as possible from myself.
- “I. Don’t. Need. It!”
Just like that time with Anon… just breathe… calm yourself… think of something else… think of something nice…
My friends…
Our banger of a concert…
The time when I’m with Anon…
I take a deep breath and count up to ten.
I’m ok.
- “Uuuurgh… I’m a MESS! … the silver lining is that at least I can handle it a bit now. I haven’t preened in months! It still fucking sucks when I’m at my worst, though.”
And now I’m talking to myself like a weirdo. I ponder looking at my nonexistent listeners around me.
Not like I’m anything normal… what’s normal nowadays after all-
- “Is everything okay, niña ?”
- “RAPTOR JESUS! ROSA!”
I swear this girl is a fucking ninja!
- “God! You scared the shit out of me!” I say trying to regain my breath.
- “ Lo siento Fang , no fue a propósito... ” The ankylo girl meekly apologizes, twiddling her thumbs… I think she did. She looks embarrassed...
- ”Yeah, yeah… whatever you said… but yes, everything is good now. Did you need something?”
- “Actually yes! Have you seen An-on? Antes he asked me for a small break, pero he hasn’t returned yet. I hope for that chico ‘s sake that he didn’t escapar !”
- “Calm down, Rosa! He is probably around here somewhere. He is always nearby when he does that.”
That seemed to have calmed her down.
- “Ok, if you say so! Keep an eye on him for me, chica .”
- “Sure thing, my orange jailer!”
Before she can smack on my head I slip away. She is chuckling, though.
Looks like she does have a sense of humor. Good to know.
Now for real… where is… he…
AH! Gotcha!
I spot Anon behind the tool shed.
You can’t hide from me with that lighthouse of a head!
As I got closer, I noticed some smoke.
Smoke break, I guess.
Wait… what’s that smell…
- “Are you smoking WEED during detention!?”
- “For fuck’s sake Fang! Are you trying to kill me!?”
- “Since when do you smoke that shit?”
- “Relax, it’s nothing heavy… just something to relax my nerves…”
- “Uh Hu… yeah sure.”
- “What are you? A fucking narc?”
- “Nope… unless you share!”
I try to snatch the small stump from his hand, but he swiftly evades me and promptly consumes the rest of the joint in a final drag, puffing the pungent smoke in my face.
- “Nuh uh! This is only for big boys and girls!”
- “Stingy prick.” I pout at him, sticking my tongue out. He does the same.
I snort at that.
- “Rosa is looking for you. You kinda disappeared.”
- “Sorry about that… I just… needed a break… from everything…” He deflates sitting on a box. Frowning.
Shit… he looks… sad…
- “Anon… did something happen to you?”
He looks at me worried. He looks like he wants to say something… but he is hesitating…
- “Fang… uhm… how do you usually… deal with your father?”
What?
- “My father?”
He nods waiting for an answer.
- “Well, I just ignore him… like always… or at least I fucking try! He always fucking needs to control everything!”
Fuck! I get angry just thinking about that old bastard!
- “That asshole! Why can’t he just leave me alone!”
- “Fang.”
- “Like… like… the other day! I just wanted a late-night snack!”
- “Fang!”
- “Why did he throw my nuggies in the trash! That fucking asshole! He and that retard of my brother that woke him up! Why is he always like this!? Everything is so shit ever since that fucking day! It’s all my fault-!”
- “FANG!”
I gasp, snapping back to reality.
Oh… no…
my hands are gripping my feathers…
- “A-Anon…”
The dam broke. My mascara starts running on my face.
I try to stop crying, but the tears don’t stop flowing.
I hide my face with my hands, trying to block my sobbing dropping on my knees.
Suddenly I feel someone embracing me tightly.
It’s warm… and comforting…
I feel safe…
I move my hands… and see a familiar human looking at me with a concerned look on his face.
My lips quiver and I start crying again, hugging Anon with all my strength.
He rests his head on mine and rubs the space between my wings.
That always helps me to calm down.
- “Everything is ok… I’m here.”
My breathing is back to normal…
What I said earlier?
‘I can handle it a bit now’
yeah sure…
what a fucking joke I am…
If it wasn’t for him, I’d be a bleeding mess now…
I look up to his face.
Oh, shit we’re close!
Like, REALLY close! Inches close to each other!
His smell is invading my nostrils…
Shitshitshit… I can’t turn red now! I just had a breakdown!
Uh? Why is he getting closer?
Oh, God! Is it really happening!?
Fuck!
I don’t know what to do!
I close my eyes.
And it happens.
I completely melt. I grip his jacket firmly as our lips collide softly.
I hope I don’t poke holes in it.
This is amazing…
We finally separate. We are still really close, and we can feel each other’s breath. I bet my face is a tomato right now.
But I don’t care.
I want more of this…
I hope I’m not smiling like an idiot.
Anon widens his eyes, jerking his head backwards. Did he just realize what he did?
- “Oh, fuck! I-I… uh… didn’t mean to… well… I kinda did but, uh…!”
He is panicking
- “Fuck! H-hey, I’m not trying to take advantage of the situation, ok!?”
- “A-Anon…”
- “I-it’s just that… y’know… we were so close… and you are so beautiful…”
- “Anon.”
- “My body moved on its own-!”
I shut him up, slapping his bald head.
- “OW!”
I giggle while he rubs his forehead with a confused look.
- “It’s ok. It was really nice.”
- “Oh… cool… I guess.”
What a dork. He is trying to hide his blush, turning his head away.
- “Wait… does that mean…?”
- “Yeah…”
- “Since when?”
- “Frankly I don’t know… it feels like it's always been like this… does it make any sense?”
Oh, my fucking GOD! Are you kidding me!?
I could just simply confess anytime!?
Fuck my life!
Eh, whatever. Who gives a shit?
- “I feel the same, Anon.”
- “REALLY!?”
- “Ow… my ears. Is that surprising?”
- “N-no! It’s not that! but… I don’t know! I’m completely new to this relationship stuff!”
- “Same boat here… Thinking about it, everybody joked about us being a couple ever since we started hanging out when we were kids.”
- “Now that you mention it… it's surprising that we didn’t become a thing earlier.”
I wonder about it too, holding my chin in contemplation.
I shrug and grin at him. I close my eyes and rest my head on his lap. His hand runs through my hair massaging my scalp.
- “Uuuuhmmm… that’s the good stuff…”
He snorts as I get lost in a world of pleasure.
…
- “Hey, Fang.”
- “Uhm? What’s up?” I ask as we both sit on the ground.
Oh shit… he is serious again… what’s now?
- “I’m sorry… if I’m ruining the moment… but we need to talk about this.”
Wait what!? Talk about what!?
Pleeease… I just want to enjoy this…
He can probably tell what I’m thinking from my face.
- “You need to clear things up with your brother. You can’t have a breakdown every time you think about him.”
- “Anon you know that there’s nothing to clear up. You know exactly what I did!”
- “Fang for the last time! It. Was. An. Accident!”
- “It doesn’t matter!” I shout standing up and flaring my wings.
- “Why can’t you understand!? I’m his big sister! He trusted me! And he almost died for it!”
Why is he looking at me like that?
Is he… annoyed?
- “Do you know what you were 8 years ago also, Bird Brain?”
- “Wha-”
- “A FUCKING KID!” He shouts back at me pointing a finger at me.
I’m taken aback… Why is he doing this…?
- “Have you ever thought that he doesn’t fucking blame you for that!?”
- “Why wouldn’t he!?”
- “Are you fucking listening!? BECAUSE YOU WERE A STUPID FUCKING KID!”
That can’t be…
- “Did you even ask him? or are you just assuming shit?”
- “N-no… I-I can’t.”
- “Why not?”
- “Because… w-well… uh…”
- “Oh, my fucking God…” He says groaning in his hands.
- “Do you know what I did when I was 10, uhm? I ate a box full of crayons and had a bowel blockage!”
Uh!? What the fuck!?
- “You what!?” I ask in disbelief. He can’t be serious.
- “You heard me. So please, pull your head out of your ass and stop talking about ‘ responsibilities’ about that day when you were barely able to think for yourself!”
Why… am I feeling so embarrassed… of myself?
Did I really… make things harder for no reason?
Anon closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. He then stands up and walks to me.
He is holding my hands.
He is so gentle… I can feel the warmth from his fingers…
- “I’m sorry for yelling… I hate being the bad guy… but it is about time you and Naser have a real conversation about that incident. I’m sure he will say the same things that I just told you.”
- “Are you sure…?”
- “One hundred percent! No, a thousand!”
He smiles at me and holds me by the shoulders.
- “Promise me that you’ll try at least. Naser misses you. Have you forgotten what he did for you for the concert? All those people he brought in, just for you? Now all the school knows how cool you are!”
I avert my eyes from his.
Shit… he’s right… all this time Naser has done nothing but be supportive of me…
I’m such an idiot… and I was such bitch to him… but…
Can I really do it? Will he forgive me?
…
I have to try… I miss my baby brother…
- “Ok… I promise I will try.”
- “Fuck yeah!” He hugs me energetically resting his head on my shoulder.
I will never get tired of this. I close my eyes and snuggle my head to his, while my arms coils around his back.
I love him.
We break the embrace while still holding each other.
This time I take the initiative and start closing the distance while looking him straight in the eyes.
He gets the idea and moves closer too.
Just a little more-
- “ ¡Dios mio! ¡Finalmente los encontré a ustedes dos! ”
God Fucking Dammit!
We quickly separate, both alerted by the orange Rexican garden lord.
She looks pissed and has her arms crossed, tapping her finger on her huge bicep.
Still, couldn’t you wait 5 fucking seconds?
She looks at me and her expression becomes concerned.
- “What happened to you, chica ! ¿¡Qué pasó!?
The fuck?... Oh… right. My make-up is probably a mess.
- “Rosa, chill out! I’m fine, don’t worry!”
Her green stego hench-dino appears from behind her and begins speaking into her ear.
- “I think you are interrupting something, Rosa”
Thank you, Stella. At least someone got it.
The ankylo girl looks back at us furrowing her eyebrows. We are both fidgeting and embarrassed. Anon is rubbing the back of his neck while clearing his throat.
Rosa is now turning into a darker shade of orange widening her eyes like a deer caught in headlights and smiling awkwardly at us.
Church girls are all the same…
- “ Ay, madre mía … ” Rosa starts fanning herself with her hand. – “ ¡ So indecente !”
Oh? What was that?
I smirk, raising an eyebrow.
- “What were you thinking we were doing, Rooosa?” As I say that I grab Anon by the hip and push him closer to me.
He seems confused at first, but he quickly understands what I’m doing and grins wickedly. He holds me by the side, wrapping his arm behind me.
His hand is right under my- ERM! Damn! How bold… you horny monkey!
Rosa turns around.
Few! Crisis evaded.
… hold on… why is she sniffing the air?
She turns back and takes a few more sniffs… and locks her gaze on Anon…
Uh-oh…
I take a big leap away from him to the side and start praying for his soul. Your sacrifice won’t be forgotten.
The orange girl is now crimson red… but for a different reason as steams erupt from her nostrils like a raging bull.
- “ ¿¡ESTÁS FUMANDO MARIHUANA EN MI JARDÍN!!!? ”
- “W-what Rosa!? W-what are you talking about!? Eheh I-I mean WEED!? Me!?”
Anon turns pale and his forehead is beaded with sweat while the furious Rexican girl stomps her way closer to us.
- “WAITWAITWAIT! I HAVE A MEDICAL PRESCRIPTION!"
- “¿¡Y PARA QUÉ!? ”
- “Uh… Insomnia…?”
Yeah, no. She is not going to fall for that.
I breathe through my teeth, cringing for what is coming.
It all happened so fast.
Anon flies backwards a few meters as something hits his face. It bounces back to Rosa who promptly grabs her slipper mid-air like a boomerang. The mighty Latin weapon of mass destruction…
¡LA CHANCLA!
She glares with fire in her eyes at the caveman now on the ground holding his face groaning in pain.
I try to hold my laughter… failing miserably.
Satisfied with herself she turns around with a grunt heading away from us.
Stella, who remained silently watching the whole scene, looks at us with an apologetic smile.
- “Sorry…” The green stego says before following her friend. She must be used to this.
I squat down near Anon resting my arms on my knees.
- “So… a box full of crayons, uh?”
He looks at me while still laying on the grass.
- “Yep. My shit was fabulous the following weeks!”
- “Pfff! Ahahahah!”
He joins my laughter, cackling like a gremlin with his tongue out.
- “C’mon, dork. Let’s get back to work before Rosa kills us both.”
- “Yes, ma’am!” He responds by saluting me like a soldier.
As we walk back to the garden, I stop myself for a moment.
- “What’s wrong, Fang?”
- “Were you… asking me something earlier?”
- “… nah… it’s nothing important, don’t worry about it.”
With that Anon turns around and resumes his march.
I shrug. I guess it was nothing.