Uncontrolable Reaction: Story #1

Uncontrolable Reaction

Part 1 - The Meeting

VampireAngel: I don’t know how the heck it happened!
#1TAAfan: She’s evil on the INSIDE >[

Amaya Daidouji leaned back in her chair and sighed. “What the heck.” she muttered. She’d just realized that she didn’t have her best friend anymore, she was simply a friend now, maybe.

Beep. May’s IM flashed on the screen.

#1TAAfan: She didn’t replace you, she was brain washed! Seriously, I’ve seen it before.

Amaya laughed. Like May had seriously seen someone brainwashed. May lived in Germany while Amaya was forced to live in envy in the States, but still, she had to be joking. Haha, Amaya thought sarcastically as she typed.

VampireAngel: xD You’ve seen someone brainwashed before?
#1TAAfan: Yeah! Some girls did it to Bill! But it back fired and now he hates them! Lol

Bill Kaulitz. Singer of Amaya’s favorite band, Tokio Hotel. They lived in Germany but currently they’re on tour in the US but she could never get tickets. She had been complaining that she could walk to their next one and tickets just HAD to be sold out.

#1TAAfan: Really though, Aya. You’re my best friend. I don’t care if I’ve never met you in person!

VampireAngel: Thanks May! You’re my best friend too! Ich Liebe Dich -hug-

#1TAAfan: Ich Liebe Dich Auch -hugs- but it’s really late so I gotta get off. Bye.

VampireAngel: Tschus <3

#1TAAfan signed has off

Now no one was online and Aya was bored. Yawning, she pushed the power button on her laptop until it shut off. She then stood up, picking up her Mp3 player as well and walked out of her room and jogged down a flight of stairs.

“I’m taking a walk!” she yelled to the house, not that her parents cared anyway, and barged out the door, throwing her headphones on her head and turning on her Mp3 player.

She flipped through twenty some songs before she landed on ’I’m so sick’ by Flyleaf. That song would be good.

As Aya reached the end of her street she darted across a small break in the traffic filled street to get to the large parking lot of an open air mall. This was her favorite place to hang at. It had everything she needed, apart from her computer that is.

By the time she’d entered the Ice Cream shop her song had ended and ‘Black’ by Tokio Hotel started. She smiled as it was one of her most favorite songs by them.

“Oi, Aya!” a guy, about 20 years old, greeted her from behind the counter as she sat on a stool in front of him.

“Hey Justin, what’s up?” she asked as she shut off her Mp3 player as ‘Black’ ended and pulled her headphones down so that they would hand around her neck.

“Nothing good I’m afraid.” He said as he grabbed a cup, filling it with root beer. Aya came here way too much for him to know she wanted one.

“What do you mean?” Aya asked, taking the glass he handed to her and taking a drink.

“Over there, it’s a date I’m sure, unfortunately.” He pointed to the far corner of the shop and Aya choked, spitting out what root beer she had in her mouth.

“Whaaaat!? And you!” she turned back to face Justin, her face was a mix of anger and surprise. “You set me up for that! And HER! Oh My GOTT!” the girl who’d basically stolen her best friend was now on a date with her ex-boyfriend.

“I couldn’t resist an Amaya Daidouji spit take!” Justin spat out his excuse. “But I do have something for you, one sec.” he ran out of site.

Aya moaned, It’s not like it hadn’t been more than a year since she’d broken up with Allen but still, this was crazy. It was almost as if that girl was trying to become Amaya. That probably wasn’t the reality but Aya sure as hell believed it was.

“Here!” Justin was suddenly back in front of Aya and handed her a rectangular piece of thick paper

It was a good thing she hadn’t taken another drink or it’d have been ‘Amaya Daidouji Spit Take, Part 2”! “Wholey Crap!” she screeched. “A Tokio Hotel concert Ticket!?”

“Yupp, I talked to some people and got it for you.” Justin smiled, apparently really proud of himself.

“Justin you’re amazing! I love you!” Aya hugged him best she could with the counter separating them.

“I’m sorry I could only get you one.”

“No way! Don’t apologize for that!” Aya squeaked and spun in circles on the stool. She didn’t care that everyone in the shop was staring at her like she was insane. She’d even forgotten about how she’d had her life ripped from her by some cute little girl. Who was secretly evil on the inside, as May had said.

Oh, yeah! May! She’d be so jealous! Despite her living in Germany, where Tokio hotel was from, she’d never been to one of their concerts before. Aya was gonna beat her to it.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Several minutes later Aya burst out of the Ice Cream shop, shouting a goodbye and yet another enthusiastic thanks to Justin, a half eaten cone in her hand.

She look at her watch as she sat down on a bench in the plaza’s court yard. Four o’clock, she’d have to run home before long but first, she was going to call Monica. She wanted to brag about her concert tickets. Aya stuck her hand in her baggy black jean’s pocket and pulled out a jet black flip phone. She slicked it open and dialed the first five numbers and stopped.

“You know what?“ she muttered to herself. “I’m not gonna bother.“ her phone snapped shut and she shoved it back in her pocket, then threw the last of her ice cream cone into her mouth.

After swallowing the cone, Aya stood up, taking her Mp3 player out. She turned to her left to head home, to busy flipping through songs on her Mp3 to notice a boy dressed in black standing behind the bench she’d just stood up from. He had long black hair that was tied back into a ponytail, a black baseball cap and large sunglasses covering his eyes.

“Crap, I have way too many songs!” Aya complained, talking to herself and continuing not to notice the boy who was now following her. “Where’s Schrei, Dammit!” she practically shouted and the boy behind her chuckled and a chill flew up her back. Great, a stalker. With her luck he’d end up stealing her concert ticket, and she was not going to let that happen.

“Do you always speak to yourself?” He’s German? Aya could tell by his accent that he was, and the voice sounded familiar too.

“Uhm, stalker.” Aya started as she turned to see her self reflected in his extra large sunglasses. “if you want my Tokio Hotel ticket…uh” she stopped as the boy started laughing. He had a cute laugh, and again it was familiar, like the voice. Who was it? Why couldn’t Aya think of who it was?

“You’re too cute.” the boy smiled down at her, he was surprisingly tall. “I don’t need that ticket. I can get in without one.” he smirked, still laughing lightly and pulled the ticket out of Aya’s pocket despite what he’d said.

She went to snatch it back but he quickly raised it up, out of her reach. “Hey, settle.” he seemed to struggle with saying ’settle’  “I will give it back. Wait one second.” he assured her and Aya felt herself trusting his words. She watched as he pulled a marker from his back pocket.

“Turn puhlease.” Aya turned on command as the boy used her back to write something on the ticket. “OK.” he said and Aya spun back around to face him again. “Now tell me your name and I will give you this back.” he waved the ticket just out of Aya’s reach.

“Ah, it’s Amaya but everyone calls me Aya.” She answered, confused. “what’s your name?”

The boy simply slipped the ticket back into her pocket. “You know my name.” he said and took her hand, bringing it up to his face and kissed it. “It’s nice to meet you Aya.” he said, releasing her hand and turning his back to her, walking off. “I’ll be seeing you soon then.”

Wait. The hair, the voice, that laugh. She suddenly remembered, but there was no way. Aya hurriedly took the ticket from her pocket to read what the guy had written.

‘Back alley, after concert.’ was scribbled messily down on the back of the ticket and after that was a load of unreadable curves. A scribble that perfectly matched the one on her photo of Tokio Hotel, under Bill Kaulitz.

“Bill!?” Aya went to yell after him but when she looked up he was gone. She suddenly felt dizzy and naturally blamed the sun, but that wasn’t it. The image of Bill kissing her hand flashed by, that’s what made her dizzy. He had called her cute too, right?

Aya looked back at the note. Did it mean he was gonna meet her there? No way, this had to be a dream.

Ende Uncontrolable Reaction Part 1 - The Meeting



Uncontrolable Reaction

Part 2 - Falling


Aya shoved her way to the front of the crowd who were waiting to enter the venue where Tokio Hotel would be performing in an hour or so. She ignored the multiple screamed insults and fierce comments from the girl she pushed by.

“Oof.” The sound escaped Aya as she hit the rock hard chest of a security guard. He was tall and very muscular but she assumed he was just the venues security because he didn’t look familiar to her, like most of the bands staff did.

“You’re going to have to return to the end of the line, Miss.” his deep voice was clearly louder than he buzz of voices around them.

“Wait, one sec.” Aya held up a finger and stuck her other hand in her bag. She pulled out the ticket and held it up to him. She’d only realized yesterday that Bill had written more on the ticket. The security guard plucked the ticket from her hand.

His mouth moved to the words her read ‘be in front at concert.’ The guards brow furrowed and he frowned, not knowing to believe this or not.  “Come with me.” she jumped slightly as his sharp voice broke the momentary silence, people had watched his silent words and were interested on what was going on. He motioned to Aya as he turned and pushed a path threw the crowd and stopped at the entrance to the venue, taking out a black cell phone.

Aya watched as he dialed a number and out the phone to hi sear. He stared at the ticket as the phone rang.

“Ah, Hello. Could I maybe borrow Mr. Bill Kaulitz for a moment?” he asked as someone answered. “Yes I know, but I may have someone her he wants in front for some reason and I wanted to be sure-” he cut off as a loud “JA!?” came through the phone loud enough for Aya and the small crowd of girls listening in to the conversation. The girls squeaked as they recognized Bill’s voice.

“Bill? There’s a girl here and-” The guard frowned as a dial tone came from the cell phone. Bill had hung up, and the girl sighed ‘awww’ in unison.

“Eek!” One of the girls squealed suddenly and Aya turned to her. She was pointing to he other side of Aya, into the building.

“Aya!” The familiar German accent shouted across the crowd and everyone turned, jump up to see the boy that Aya had spun around to face. She felt her face turn red. “You came!” Bill smiled cutely.

“Of course I did, why wouldn’t I?” She asked, returning his giant smile shyly.

Bill looked over her should. “Hey, you.” he addressed the security guard. “I’m going to make sure my girl here gets up in front.” he grabbed  Aya’s hand with his as he took the ticket from the security’s grasp with his free hand. She looked to the crowd, tons of envious faces were mixed with a load of angry faces, there were also a few curious faces among them. Aya let Bill lead her though the building’s doors, she was unbelievably light headed. No way could this be happening to her.

Bill was dressed differently, of course. His long black hair was spiked in a giant lion-like poof way. He still had the sunglasses but they rested in his hair rather than on his nose. Now Aya could see this dark hazel-brown eyes in person. Thinking of this, she stumbled, tripped by her own feet like when she was younger. Bill’s hand tightened on hers, helping her catch he balance and he continued to lead her though the back hallways, looking back every once in a while, smiling at her.

“Where are we going?” Aya asked as they turned yet another corner and her head had lost most of the fuzziness.

“To the others of course.” he said, laughing as her turned to see her slightly frightened expression. Could she handle seeing all four boys at once? Her feet did that uncontrollable reaction again and she stumbled into Bill’s back. Why did they have to keep freezing like that? The lightheaded feeling started to come back as Bill turned around, holding her on her feet by grabbing her upper  arm with the hand that was holding her ticket. “Is something wrong?” he asked, stuffing the ticket into her bag when he was confident she had regained her balance and wouldn’t fall again.

“No, I’m fine.” Aya whispered and tried to force the cloudy feeling in her mind away. To her grateful surprise, it left.

“Then let’s keep going. Tom will chew me out if I don’t get back soon.” he laughed again, nervously this time, as if he were remembering a past experience of being late and Tom getting annoyed.

“Oh, yeah. I’m Sorry.”

He turned and started down the hall again, his hand never letting go of hers. “No, it’s alright, don’t apologize.” he muttered.

Less than a minute later Bill swung a door open, shouting “Zuruck!”

“Finally, Bill!” came the familiar voice of Tom Kaulitz as Bill pulled Aya into the room after him

Aya was hidden from Tom, behind Bill, but when she peaked to her right she jumped. Georg Listing, his long brown hair and bass stood next to the doorway they’d come through. He was staring at Aya with confused, but interested eyes.

“That’s what the phone was about?” Georg asked Bill, his eyes not leaving Aya, who was too shy to speak.

“Yeah. This is that Amaya girl I told you about.” Bill gently pulled Aya up to his side. “I would introduce you to everyone, but I’m sure you know them.” he smiled, his eyes showing the slight laugh he kept in.

“She’s like a little bunny!” Tom joked loudly, smiling at her as Gustav walked in from another doorway.

“Huh? Who’s the girl?” he asked, staring at Aya the same way Georg had.

“He name’s gonna be Bunny.” Tom blurted before Bill answered. “that’s because she’s so like one. Shy, quiet and cute.” he winked at her and Aya avoided his eyes, stupid hats and dark blonde dreads. “But lets spell it with an ‘I’. You know, to make it even cuter.” he seemed to have ignored the fact that she’d turned her gaze onto Gustav and his short blonde hair instead.

“I like it.” Bill’s voice caught her attention from beside her. “Bunni is a good name.” he smiled down a her.

“Shouldn’t you as her if it’s alright?” Georg butted in, playing with the strings on the bass. “Or can’t she talk?”

“I like it. I like that nickname.” Aya said quietly.

“She sounds cute too!” Tom exclaimed his smile growing, showing off his white teeth.

“Yo! Fans are coming in.” a voice yelled from the hallway. Aya turned to see it’s owner but Georg was suddenly right behind her, blocking her view. She squeaked.

Bill slowly pulled his hand from hers. “May I know your last name, Bunni?” he asked, almost laughing at the first use of her new name.

“Daidouji.” Aya muttered, too shy to speak any louder.

“Well then, Amaya Daidouji.” Bill started his sentence formally. “I will see you after the concert.” he bent a little closer to her. “The ticket, don’t forget about it.” he smiled and turned to Tom, standing up straight again. “Tom, will you take Bunni out to the stage so she can join the fans in front?”

Tom, who’d been sitting on a couch against the far wall with Gustav sitting next to him, jumped up. “Sure!” he said happily, his smile never fading.

Ende Uncontrolable Reaction Part 2

Uncontrollable Reaction Story #1unni
Part 3 – Noticing

Tom led Aya from the room and into the halls.

“You’re a first.” Tom said, glancing back at Aya for just a second and then looked forward again quickly.

Aya blinked, tilting her head in confusion.

He continued. “Bill never invited a girl to meet him after a concert. That’s usually what I do.” He laughed as he finished and Aya felt a chill run down her back. She knew what Tom did, but she’d always thought Bill was different… “Don’t Worry.” Tom broke her thoughts. “He isn’t like me, you should know.” He must have sensed the change in Aya’s mood. “Sorry if I made you think that.” He turned and smiled a little, crookedly.

“Hmm.” Was all Aya could say. Tom had done it purposely and the widening smile as he turned proved it. He was enjoying making Aya nervous.

“Here we are.” Tom said loudly over the roar of a large crowd. Aya looked up to see an opening that led to the noise of people entering the building.

“Uh-“ Tom had started pulling her through the opening. He dragged her up a small set of stairs that led straight to the stage.

“Don’t worry.” He said, somehow sensing her mood again. He was good at that, sensing when she was scared or nervous.  Tom could tell Aya was mortified at the thought of what the crowd would do to her when they saw him, Tom Kaulitz of Tokio Hotel, pulling her, by the hand, onto the stage.  “Even rabid fans won’t be able to get to you.” He promised and chuckled at the idea.

The two stepped onto the stage, Tom continuing to pull her. He lead her to the far side of the stage.

It took the crowd a while to notice that people were on the open stage. Most went silent, but quite a few were shouting to Tom.

Once they had finally reached the edge, Tom sat on the edge so that he could talk to one of the security guards. Aya, now freed from Tom’s hand stood, hands held near her face, completely mortified.  The guard nodded to whatever it was that Tom had said and Tom stood, walking to Aya and picked her up by the waist.

Aya’s face flushed a deep pink as he lowered her to the floor off the stage next to the guard he’d been talking to. “H-hey!”

“Chill.” He smiled, amused again. “This is Ali, he’ll make sure no rabid fans attack you.” He continued to smile, looking down on her from the stage.

“Thanks.” Aya muttered, as if that was what he was waiting for her turned and ran off, waving to the crowd. Millions of girly screams followed that.

“So, what’s your name?” Ali asked, his thick German accent barely understandable.

“It’s Amaya…or Aya…Bunni.” She sighed at the new name as she looked up at him.

“Nice to meet you.” He held out his hand. Aya put her hand in his slowly and he shook, sending a violent jerk though her arm.

->*<-

The concert was almost over and Ali had run off a ways to pull a girl –who was attempting to climb on the stage- back into the crowd. Aya was watching the girl struggle against Ali, laughing silently at her hysterics.

“Bunni.” Her new nickname ran though her, echoing around the arena. She froze, a chill going up her back this time as the burning pink returned to her face. She watched as the girl stopped struggling, letting Ali put her back into the crowd as she stared up at the stage and then to Aya.

Suspecting some of the boys to be looking at her, the one who called her name –Bill—she turned, slowly, toward the stage. She jumped a little, it wasn’t Bill there staring at her, it was Tom, right in front of her.

“Hey Bunni.” He smiled mockingly.

“What?!” Aya squeaked, breathless, yet an annoyed tone was mixed into her voice.

Tom held his hand out to her. “Come on, concerts over. Bill doesn’t want you running off.” His smiled change, it was strange and Aya couldn’t understand what emotion it was showing her.  

Aya placed her hand in Tom’s and let him pull her onto the stage. Georg was throwing his water bottle into the distracted crowd.

Tom pulled Aya to Georg and let go of her hand. Georg’s hand replaced Tom’s and steered her off the stage.

->*<-

Back in the room she’d been led to earlier, Bill stood just inside the door, where Georg and been before.

His face lit up as I walked it. “Hallo!”

“Hi.” Aya smiled shyly.

“Did you see their faces!?”  Tom voice boomed down the hall as he came running to the room, Gustav walking behind him, rolling his eyes.

“Huh?” Aya spun to face Tom’s humongous grin.

“All those girls’ faces when I called your name and took you on the stage!” his voice continued to rise. “They were so jealous!” his smile turned into an arrogant smirk.

“Tom. Don’t even say it.” Bill warned, but Tom pretended not to hear.

“I’m sexier than I thought!” his smirk widened as he posed.

“Oh, so sexy, Tom.” Georg said sarcastically while rolling his eyes.

“If you say so.” Aya shrugged, unbelieving with the too true fact.

“What do you mean?” Tom leaned over her, narrowing his eyes.

“You’re only number two.” She held up two fingers.

“Oh yeah? Then who’s number one?”

Aya pointed to Bill. All three boys besides Tom burst into hysterical laughter and Tom’s jaw dropped. Aya smiled up at him, giggling silently.

->*<-

Aya didn’t want to leave. It was like heaven hanging with the boys. She hugged Gustav first, then moved on to Georg.

“Tschus.” They said together as she turned to face the twins.

“See ya.” She said. “Thanks.” She smiled at them.

“No problem.” Bill returned the small smile and hugged Aya, mimicked by Tom.

“We’ll make sure to keep in contact however we can.” Tom whispered.

“Of course.” They pulled away slowly. “I’ll miss you guys.”

They agreed and climbed back into the black van, waving as they were driven off. Aya turned to her house, unlocking the door and sprinting to her room.

Ende Part 3 – Noticing

Uncontrollable Reaction

Part 4 – Dreaming

“…………..”

Aya shot up in bed, her blonde hair knotted into a complete mess. “Stupid dreams.” She muttered. Her dreams lately hadn’t helped the fact that she missed the boys. Especially Bill. In her dream he had asked her to be his girlfriend. Tom had already started calling her ‘Little Bunni’ in place of ‘Little Sister’ “Ugh…” How Stupid. she groaned and stretched as she rolled out of bed.

“Amaya! Are you up yet?” he mother’s voice carried from the lower level of the house. Crap, school.

“Yeah, Mom.” Aya called back, pulling on a pair of beat-up black jeans.

Ten minutes later Aya jumped down the stairs of her small house, and darted through the kitchen. Her mom said something to her that she didn’t hear as the back door slammed behind her.

Once outside, Aya picked up her pace, needing to run despite the dread of going to school again today.

“Oof!” Aya slammed against someone’s chest, a result of not looking where her legs were taking her. “Sorry!” she shouted as she inched around the boy and continued her run, waving an arm over her head as a part of the apology.

The boy chuckled and turned to watch her run off toward the brick school building. His long black hair stuck out from his hat, swaying slightly in the small breeze. The boy lifted his sunglasses, revealing his dark, brown-hazel eyes. Then Aya was gone.


->O.o <-


Still smiling, the boy turned back the way he’d been walking before and jumped, smile falling into a nervous expression. A girl with short black hair and neon blue streaks was staring up at him with silvery grey eyes.
“Eek! Bill KAULITZ!” she squealed and tackled him.


->O.o <- * Poor Billa ^.^;  *


              Aya sat outside for lunch, on the far side from the school. She hate when people were surrounding her while she ate, it felt like they were watching her.  Alone, she ate her bag of chips, perfectly happy on the hard, wooden bench.
Someone snatched the bag from her hands and she looked up, a gasp escaping her soon after.

                 “Hey Bunni, when’s you birthday?” Such a simple question, and asked so casually. “You’ll be eighteen right?” Tom threw a chip into his mouth. He was wearing a baggie, white zip hoodie with the hood over his long dreadlocks.
Aya blinked. “In a week…what the hell are you doing here?” The shock wore off and the questions shot from her mouth. “Aren’t you hot? It’s like a million degrees out!”

He smiled cockily “Cool. I’m here cause we’re visiting. And yes, I am hot, and sexy, don’t forget.” He winked and then chuckled quietly.  

Aya rolled her eyes. “Why are you here, as in, at my school?”

“Felt like coming.” He shrugged, still smiling. “And Bill said you ran right into him this morning.”

She blinked again, then remembered the boy she’d bumped into that morning on her way to school. “That was Bill!? I didn’t realize!”  She squeaked.

“Obviously. I’m sure you’d have said more than ‘sorry’. I mean, It’s been four months since we left.” He pouted playfully.

Aya stared at Tom, his pout made her feel like he was waiting for something. “What?”

“I was wondering where my hug was.”  His face looked like it belonged to a five year old who didn’t get the toy he wanted at the store.

Aya jumped up and hugged him. He laughed, his act broken.
“You’re weird Bunni.” He said and took her hand, dragging her off campus.

->*<-



A dream can be nothing,
A dream can be the past, present, future,
Or what you want the most.


Ende Part 4 – Dreaming

Uncontrollable Reaction

Part 5 – Learning

They arrived at the black van that was parked badly in the student lot. Aya rolled her eyes at the van taking up two parking spaces as it angled itself in them comfortably. Always that van, too.

The sliding door opened before Tom’s hand could reach the handle and Bill jumped out, hair in it’s giant poof, obviously not like this morning, and he wore a silver jacket over his black shirt with the green skull and silver designs with tight faded, blue jeans. He basically tackled Aya; she would have fallen back if Bill hadn’t pulled her to his chest in a tight hug.

“She said her birthday is next week.” Tom said as Bill let Aya go.

“But that only leaves ne week!”

“Huh?” Aya asked, confused.

“Teach you German.” Bill explained and Tom continued.

“So when you come back with us you won’t be completely lost!”

Aya’s head spun. Go back with them? To Germany?

“You guys should have at least asked her first.” Georg mumbled.

“I told them that earlier.”Gustav agreed, jumping out of the van last.

“I get to go to Germany…with you guys?”

“Of course!” Tom shouted, a beaming smile on his face.

“But why me?” Aya asked, staring up at Bill and Tom.

“Cause Bill-Ah!” Bill elbowed Tom in the stomach. In retaliation Tom punched Bill in the face and then it was a full blown fist fight.

“Uh…” Aya went to stop them but Georg and Gustav each grabbed one of her arms.

“Let them go. It happens all the time, don’t worry.” Georg said on her right. Gustav continued on her left.

“You’ll have to get use to it.”

“Apparently.” She mumbled.

“So what Tom was saying is that you’re coming with because Bill’s fallen for you.” Georg whispered, forcing a burning flush to rise in Aya’s face. Dream part two? Right? It had to be.

“Watch it!” Gustav yelled as Georg pushed Aya toward Gustav and jumped back as Bill went flying by. “Idiots.”

Tom darted after Bill and pulled him up, his smile triumphant. “I won.” He bragged.

“Whatever.” Bill muttered, allowing his twin to pull him up.

->*<-

The black van pulled up to Aya’s house, her parents were still at work so she wouldn’t have to explain why she wasn’t at school, and why four German hotties had driven her home and were about to start teaching me their language.

At four, Aya said her goodbyes to the boys, having them leave thirty minutes before her parents were due home. Explaining was a pain and Aya didn’t want to deal with that. She waved to them from the front porch as the van sped off down the street and around the second corner.

Before turning to her house, Aya caught a glimpse of a couple holding hands and walking toward her, but they were too far off to recognize. They probably weren’t headed to her anyway.  She walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge, grabbing a root beer before going to the table and picking up the notes Georg and Bill had written for her while tom and Gustav were teaching her simple words and nouns.

She couldn’t learn all that was necessary in just a week but she might as well learn all she could. She headed out the front door again and laid everything out  in the grass as she sat down, setting her root beer in a dirt circle that was the result of many drinks sitting there over the years.

The sound of the distant, now near, couple’s feet met Aya’s ear and soon, too soon, came to a halt. She looked up to see the shoulder length and straight, dark brown hair -that was near black- of her ex-boyfriend. He stood with his hand in a girl’s who had long, to the waist, jet black hair. His skin was obviously pale compared to the girls.

“Hey, Daidouji.” The black haired girl said in her annoying, bitchy, voice. She sat, Aya’s ex following her lead and sitting next to her. The girl’s eyes fell on the notes. “What’s this?” her hair fell across her face so when her eyes flickered from the notes to Aya they were hard to see behind the black veil.

“Hi April. Collin.” April was new, not the same girl as the one who’d done the whole life stealing. That was fast, even for Collin. “I’m learning German.” Aya smiled, she was completely over Collin now, awesome.

“How come?” Collin asked, taking the paper from April’s hand.

“I’m moving to Germany.” I smiled at the thought.

“Really? Cool! When?” April smirked, obviously ecstatic to have an ex of Collin’s out of the picture.

“Day after my birthday, so, next weekend.”

Collin jumped up and April’s smirk turned into a slight scowl. “You can’t learn German that fast! Do you even have a place to stay, and what about money?!”

Aya smiled, knowing what she was about to say would make April’s scowl deepen with no end. “My friends live there. Bill, Tom, Georg, and Gustav I mean. They’re visiting right now to teach me German. When I’m 18 they’re taking me with them to Germany.”

As predicted, April’s scowl grew as she furrowed her brow. “Liar.” She stated harshly.

“Seriously!” Collin rolled his eyes and sat back down. “Prove that.”

Aya pulled out her black flip phone, flicking it open. The two stared as she dialed a number and put the phone on speaker.

“Hallo?” the soft voice echoed from the phone as it was answered.

“Bill! It’s me.”

“Bunni! What’s up!?” Bill’s super happy voice sang through the phone.

“Well I know you guys just left but do you wanna come over for dinner?” Aya smiled at April.

“Sure! But Georg and Gustav ran out for dinner already. SO just me and Tom, that’s okay, ja?” He spoke so fast it was barely understandable.

“Of course! Five-thirty , okay?”

“Yeah! See you then, Bunni! Tschus.”

“Tschus.” Click. He hung up and Aya snapped her phone shut. “Wanna stay for dinner?” She asked, smiling again at April.

“Yes. I can’t trust that wasn’t a set up.” She huffed and tugged on Collin’s arm. “You’re staying too, right?”

“Yeah, yeah.” He sighed as Aya led them into the house.

Ende Part 5 – Learning

Uncontrollable Reaction

Part 6 – Departing

Seven people sat around the small dinning room table. Several boxes of partially eaten pizza were scatter around. Aya’s parents sat across from her, Bill on her right, and Tom on her left.  April was staring at them, probably drooling too and Collin kept sighing every other minute as he sat back in his chair, arms crossed.

“So…” Aya’s dad started. “This is…nice.” He muttered the lat word, glaring from one twin to the other, then Aya herself. She rolled her eyes.

“I need to be getting home.” Collin stood up. “Let’s go April.” April looked up at Collin with a pleading face but when he held his hand out she looked at Aya. Loathe You was written all over her furious face.

“Fine.” She snapped and stood up, taking Collin’s hand. “Byebye.” She waved sweetly to the twins and winked. Bill ignored her but Tom winked back. Collin’s face in response was hilarious; he pulled April out the door fuming the whole way.

Blip. Bill took out his phone. “Saki’s waiting outside.” He said as he stood up, everyone rose after him.

“It was nice to meet you two.” Aya’s mother said emotionlessly. How fake.

Aya walked the twins to the door, giving them both long hugs of goodbye before they ran out across the lawn to their usual black van and jumping in. Georg and Gustav waved as the door opened. Aya returned the wave and then ran back into the house and to her room before her parents could give her a talk about invited four people to dinner without asking.

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There was a thud on Aya’s window and her eyes fluttered open to see the clock next to her bed. Crap, it was five in the morning. Time to leave…

She jumped from her bed and to the window. She flung it open silently so that Bill could climb in.

“You just woke up?” he asked jokingly.

“Shh! Quiet!” Aya warned, they didn’t want to wake her parents. They’d told her she couldn’t go but today she was eighteen, no one could stop her. They’d even changed the date and time of departure so that they had nothing to worry about from Aya’s parents.

Aya ran to her closet and grabbed her two bags, she didn’t wanna bring too much. Bill took them from her and leaned out the window.

“Toss ‘em!” Tom’s voice flowed softly into the room and 2 light thumps indicated the safe delivery of my bags.

“Now, Milady.” Bill smiled and held out his hand. Aya took it and let him lower her out the window to where Tom and Georg were standing, Gustav taking the two bags to the van.

Once they were on the ground they all sprinted as fast as they could to the front of the house and jumped right into the open van. The door slammed just as a light flicked on in Aya’s parents’ room. Too late, in a mere second they were down the street and around the corner.

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