My hand slammed down on my alarm clock, followed with a loud crash as I smacked the device across my bedroom floor. I really didn't like having to wake up so early for school. I usually end up arriving late, so why bother? I snuggled under my fluffy bedsheets, trying to shut out the world. All that mattered was me, myself and I, plunged in the wonderful dimension I call La La Land. The door to my bedroom opened with a soft creak as I heard footsteps closing in on me.
The curtains were pulled open, letting my bare feet, which were the only part of my body that were exposed to the outside world, bathe into the sunlight. "Alice darling. You're going to be late for school again." I heard Ami's gentle voice. I simply groaned in dismay as I hid myself even more into the blankets. "La La Land." I warned her, not making any effort in getting up any time soon.
"I've already prepared everything for you. Your briefcase is in the hallway downstairs." Ami began to say as she pulled the sheets away from me, revealing my shivering form, all huddled up because of the loss of warmth.
"Fine…"
I got out of bed, my thin legs stretching out along with my arms as I yawned loudly. "There's my little ray of sunshine." Ami said in a motherly tone. Too bad she's not married. She would be a good mother to her child and a good wife to her husband. I pulled on my shirt as I wandered into the bathroom.
"I might as well take a shower since I'm going to be late anyways." Ami sighed at my decision, but decided not to push it and made her way out. "Just don't take too long." She said before she closed the door. I heard her footsteps in the hallway fade away as I yawned again. "Shower, here I come." I said to myself as I removed the rest of my clothing and scampered over to the shower, closing the transparent door behind me.
I groaned as I dried my blond hair with a towel. This has been without a doubt, one of the worst showers I've ever taken.
Not only did I slip over a soap bar and bumped the back of my head against the wall. I managed to squirt a light amount of shampoo into my right eye. But it doesn't end there. Instead of using toothpaste to brush my teeth, I accidentally applied a tube of body lotion on my toothbrush.
Luckily, I didn't swallow it whole and spit it out after it tasted rather peculiar. All in all, I made it out in one piece.
"I'm such a klutz." I muttered out as I started to comb my hair. After I got ready, I glanced at my watch. It was 8:50 am. "Yep. I'm late." I said to myself in compete boredom. I made my way to the stairwell, sliding down the banister in cheer joy.
The landing itself wasn't so joyful when I stumbled on my feet and tripped over a dust of dirt, crashing down with my face against the floor. "Oww." Was all I said as I got up and rubbed my face. I heard Ami laugh as she leaned against the door frame.
"Looks like your having trouble keeping yourself steady today." She joked. I turned my head in a stubborn way, not finding it funny in the least. "I'm off." I made my way to the door and opened it, only for it to make full contact with my face. Although it hurt like hell, I kept it to myself and smiled at Ami, telling her I'm fine. She laughed again, making me glare at her. I made one last attempt in leaving the house, this time without causing any damage to my body.
With a deep sigh, I made my way to school. The birds were chirping happily as they flew across the clear blue sky. After a while of walking, the school gate came into sight. I slapped my cheeks a few times in an attempt to stay awake.
Today is going to be another boring day. There's no doubt about that. As soon as I entered through the gate, I heard a male voice in the distance. I glanced over at where the voice was coming from. Three thugs seemed to be bothering a student. They were surrounding the guy and threatening him continuously.
"You haven't paid for our protection services this week." One of the thugs smirked as he held onto the kid's collar. He was shivering. It was clear to see that he was scared out of his mind. "What? Do you think our services are free?" Another one laughed mockingly.
"B-but… I didn't ask for you guys to protect me." The kid whispered lowly. "So? Is that a problem? Just pay up already!" The thug released his grip on the kid and pushed him hard, making the kid crash down as several pens and books fell out of his backpack.
"You know what will happen if you don't pay?" The thug leaned in on the kid's face, taking his glasses in a swift movement. Without any hesitation, he snapped it in two. The kid was horrified as he crawled away from them. "Pay us our share by the end of the day, nerd." The leader turned his back on the kid as he laughed loudly, his goons following his every step. Little did they know that I was blocking their way.
"How I've missed this." I smirked as I remembered my past life, one hand on my hip, the other dangling at my side while holding my briefcase. The leader smirked also. He probably thought that I was another customer for his protection services. Not like I'll be needing it. It'll be the other way around after I'm done with him.
"Are you in need of my services, little lady?" The guy asked me as he walked up to me. "Not really. You don't know how to treat a customer with respect and care, judging by the kid's glasses." I began to say as I kept smirking. The kid was busy picking up after himself as he was glancing over at me from time to time.
"Oh that? He was just irritating me. That's not the case with you, though. I'll treat you like a princess, so you don't have to worry about that." He flirted. I ignored the guy and focused my attention to the kid. "You okay?"
He picked up his broken glasses with care as he nodded his head. "So, are you in or out?" The thug retorted. "I'm in." I grinned widely. "Okay then. Since your new at this, I'll give you a discount on our services." He smirked again. "Oh… I was hoping you would understand the situation we're in." At this, the thugs were left with a confused expression. "I'm his bodyguard starting today." I explained as I crossed my arms over my chest. "W-what?" The kid argued back.
"Don't worry. You don't have to pay me anything. My services are for free." I turned to the kid with a bright smile as he sweat-dropped. "B-but that's not what I'm concerned about!" He stuttered. I rolled up my sleeves, assuming a fighting pose.
"Since you guys owe my client a lot of money, I'm forced to take it from you." I warned them. They began to laugh, not taking my warning seriously. "Okay. We'll play your little game. Just don't cry when we're through with you." The leader commented as one of his followers held onto a baseball bat, swinging it down with force.
Typical… They think I'm joking, so they try to intimidate me. Doesn't work though. The leader slowly swung his fist at me as I dodged it with ease. "Don't play around with me. You won't like me when I'm pissed." I hissed at him. The guy frowned at this. He punched again, only this time, he showed his true colors. Still, I dodged it with ease. He was getting somewhat irritated at my attitude and started to take me seriously. Several jabs were being thrown at me. Again, I focused on my dodging skills rather than damaging him. Suddenly, I saw a wooden object fly in my direction from the corner of my eye.
Even though his follower used all of his strength in the blow, the wooden bat slowed down in my view, letting me dodge it without any harm done. My constant dodging was really starting to piss them off. "What's up with that chick?" He groaned loudly.
The three of them decided it would be best if they attacked at once. I smirked widely and kept dodging their blows with great agility and speed. The game continued for another ten minutes until they were out of energy. I felt as energetic as I was before, much to their dismay. The leader placed his hands onto his knees, feeling sweaty all over. His two followers were already out cold. They were sprawled out on the ground as they panted heavily. I walked over to the leader and leaned in on his face.
"Maybe you should quit smoking. Your condition isn't all that great." I chuckled as I placed my index-finger on his forehead, pushing him with ease as he crashed on the ground in defeat. I took out the leader's wallet and handed the money over to the kid. He was staring at me as if I were a miracle worker.
"B-but this is too much money." He replied, still with that shocked expression on his face. "Just use the extra money to buy yourself a pair of fancy glasses." I retorted with a wink to follow, causing for the kid to blush a little. I turned to the three gangsters with a frown. "If I see either of you trying to gain a new customer or bug this guy again, I'll be forced to pay you a little visit." I said with a straight face. The leader glared as he lifted his head a little, until finally, he was out cold. "T-thank you!" The kid bowed his head gratefully. "It's fine! I wanted to help."
"C-can I at least…" The guy whispered under his breath as he readjusted his schoolbag. "What is it?" I began to say as I arched a brow. "What's your name?" I grinned at his innocent question. "Alice… Alice Pierce. If you happen to forget, just look me up. I tend to stand out like a zit on a super-model's face." I commented as I rubbed my nose with my index-finger. A sweat-drop appeared on the guy's forehead as he laughed nervously.
"You must be from America."
I jumped up in shock. Am I that obvious? "Looks like I was right with my assumption. American or not, you saved me, so I guess I should introduce myself." He held out his hand for me to shake. I just stared at his hand, dumbfounded. "This greeting method should work, rather than the usual Japanese greeting. I'm Shoichi Irie by the way." I realized that this guy was trying his best to approach me in the American way. His hand gesture might not mean much to him, but it means a lot to me.
"Aren't we going to shake on it? Or maybe we should just reve-" "You're a nice guy!" I couldn't contain my happiness and engulfed him in a tight bear hug. He didn't expect this at all. "H-hey! This isn't what I suggested!" He protested, looking red in the face. I released my grip on him, still with a wide grin gracing my lips.
"Shoichi, right? I'll remember your name." "I'd rather prefer that you call me by my last name." Shoichi commented with a sigh to follow. "Kay." I beamed. He gave me a small smile and was on his way after that.
"Bye Shoichi!" I yelled after him. He crashed down anime style, mumbling out a few words I couldn't hear. "Cute kid." I smiled to myself. The three thugs were still out cold, playing dead. A pair of footsteps could be heard in the background, causing for me to turn around.
"But he's ain't cute at all."
A male student approached me with a serious expression gracing his face. He was wearing the boy's uniform, so he must go to school here. He stared me down intently as he clenched his hands into fists. His white hair was spiky and he looked like a tough guy. He's even got a scar on the left side of his temple to prove his toughness!
If that guy is one on them, I won't be able to walk out of here unscathed. But I'm not gonna give in that easily! "W-what do you want?" I asked him hesitantly. His frown deepened at my question as his eyes turned into a pair of ferocious flames. This guy was really starting to freak me out.
"THAT WAS AMAZING! THE WAY YOU MOVED WAS SO EXTREME!" He yelled out excitedly while pumping his fist in the air. O-okay… Maybe he's not one of them at all. I was taken aback by his reaction as I inched away from him. He placed his hands onto my shoulders, making me jump up at his touch.
"Let me introduce myself." He grinned from ear to ear. "That's okay. I need to get to class. I'm late already." I replied with a pale face as my knees were wobbling dangerously. Seriously… What the hell is up with this guy? "It'll only take a minute of your time!" He replied as he removed his hands from my shoulders, which I was grateful for.
"I'M THE CAPTAIN OF THE BOXING CLUB, SASAGAWA RYOHEI!" He yelled loudly. I knew I was in need of earplugs sooner or later! "MY MOTTO IS EXTREME!" He finished off as a flame surrounded his entire being. "H-how intense." Was all I could say as he stared me down. "Right… Nice to meet you. I need to go now."
I turned my back on him and walked off, but to my dismay, he followed me and wrapped an arm around my shoulder carelessly as he grinned. My right eye twitched dangerously in response to his casual approach. "What do you want?" I spat while pushing him aside. He had a shocked expression on his face as I did so. I hope he learned his lesson. Sorry, but I don't like it when guys cling onto me. Especially when we just met a few seconds ago!
"YOU'RE REALLY STRONG! I'M GETTING EVEN MORE EXCITED!" He burned up again, making me slap myself in the face. Doesn't he get the hint already? I held onto his collar, sending him a death glare. It didn't bother him at all. He just kept grinning at me. "Listen to what I'm about to say, okay?" I growled darkly.
"YES!" He retorted happily.
"First of all… Stop screaming like a caged up monkey! I'm not deaf!" I yelled out in a fit of anger. "RIGHT!" He yelled, completely overpowering my voice. I don't think he noticed that the volume in his voice stayed the same. Utterly loud! "Urgh… You know what? Forget it. I can't mess around with you. I really need to go now." I muttered out as I released my grip on his collar.
"I welcome you to our club. You're just what we need!" He ignored my words as he flashed a smile in my direction. "I'm not joining any club! Just give me a break. I'm new here." He frowned deeply. "You're new?"
"Yes I'm new! I just enrolled in this school yesterday!" I retorted loud enough for him to understand. "No wonder you look so extremely unfamiliar!" I crashed down on the ground at his response. Did he damage his brain while boxing? "Can I go now?" I got back on my feet with a blank expression gracing my face. He scratched the side of his head with his finger, all the while, his frown deepened even more. "I guess so. It would be rude on my part to force you into the boxing club." He commented with a disappointed sigh.
"But you should at least take a look at our gym. A speedy person like you will be useful to our team!" I sweat-dropped at his burning enthusiasm. "The only sport I'm good at is track and field running, so I'm afraid this is the end of your dream team." I retorted with a smirk.
"DON'T SAY THAT!"
My eardrums were about to burst upon hearing his loud voice again, from up close no less. "Fine. Since you're so energetic about entering me in your little boxing club, I'll make you a deal." I piped up as I placed my hand onto my hip. "I'll go to your gym after school, if you stop. following me. around!" I spat out. He nodded his head at my suggestion.
"YOU GOT IT!" He pats me on the back and ran off in a hurry. "I KNEW TODAY WOULD BE SOOOO EXTREME!" I sweat-dropped as I slapped my forehead. "What have I gotten myself into."
Tsuna's POV:
"Pierce-san! You're not paying any attention again!" I winced upon hearing the teacher's loud voice again. Sure, Pierce-san wasn't paying any attention, but she doesn't need to. This is English. She's from the U.S., so I kind of understand her situation.
"She likes to get into trouble, I guess." I muttered under my breath as I stared at her from across the classroom. The teacher slammed his notebook on Pierce-san's table, making everyone jump up at the sound of it. Except for the person it was meant for, of course. "You already arrived late today! Is this how you're going to spend your days in class? Playing video-games and all that other rubbish you bring here?" The teacher complained as the vein on his forehead grew even bigger.
He's going to get a heart attack if he keeps this up. Pierce-san looked up slowly, placing her gaze on him. Her fingers kept moving around, jabbing the buttons of her PSP rapidly. "S-she's seriously playing games in front of the teacher!" I panicked as I placed my hand onto my mouth, not wanting to avert the attention to me.
"I'm sorry sir. It won't happen again." She smiled at the teacher, afterwards resuming her little game. "She's lying through her teeth." "Put it away." The teacher muttered out darkly. He was at the end of his rope here!
"What game are you playing?" Yamamoto grinned as he leaned in. I forgot he was sitting next to Pierce-san! He doesn't even realize the current mood in the classroom! You can cut the tension with a butter knife for crying out loud!
"It's Tekken Dark Resurrection! Look, I'm on a winning streak!" Pierce-san replied as she grinned at Yamamoto. Don't talk as if nothing's going on! "Hand it over!" The teacher yelled out as he seemed to cry a waterfall. I've never seen him this miserable before. "I can't. I have this illness which doesn't allow for me to end any type of game. I have to play it until the credits come up. If I don't, I'll go insane." She said as she continued to jab random buttons while keeping her gaze fixated on the screen.
"Another lie." I groaned softly. "She's already insane enough anyway."
"That's so sad, Alice-chan. Is there anything I can do for you?" Kyoko-chan seemed to believe her, which doesn't add up at all! "J-just give it to me. Please?" The teacher seemed to have given up on her as he slid down on his knees, practically begging her to stop. The door slid open, revealing another person who will only make things worse!
"Hand it over." Hibari-san spoke as he walked over to Pierce-san's desk. Pierce-san looked up at him with a pout to follow. "W-why is he here!" I spat out in fear. Knowing Pierce-san's personality, she'll get clobbered for sure! Hibari-san won't show her any mercy!
It seemed that I was the only one who was panicking right now. I have to stop them from fighting!
"Nuuuuuoooooohhh!" I yelled as I ran up to Pierce-san's desk in slow motion. Everyone was looking at me, but I didn't care. "H-hibari-san! Don't hurt her! She's new here!" I blabbered, feeling rather foolish. "This doesn't concern you, Sawada Tsunayoshi." Hibari-san replied with that intense stare of his. "Here you go." Pierce-san placed the device onto Hibari-san's hand, making my jaw line lower several inches from the ground. All the while, Yamamoto smiled in his amusement, happily watching the scene unfold before him. "Just don't wreck it. You'll have to pay for it if you do." Pierce-san commented.
As if to mock Pierce-san's words, Hibari-san held onto the PSP on both ends and cracked it open. Pierce-san turned white all over, her eyes widening in horror.
"Dispose of it, Babyface." Hibari-san placed it on her bench and walked off. A black aura descended upon Pierce-san as she growled dangerously. "S-she's gonna blow." I inched away from her as Yamamoto got up from his seat.
"HE'S DEAD! HE DID THAT ON PURPOSE! I WONT LET HIM GET AWAY WITH IT!" She roared loudly. Gokudera-kun wrapped his arms around her frail body just in time, stopping her from running after Hibari-san. "Calm down, idiot! You can't take him on! You might as well be digging your own grave!" Gokudera-kun commented as he tried his best to hold her back. She has a lot of strength when she's in that state.
"Don't worry. I'll buy you a new one." Yamamoto threw her a dazzling smile. He hardly noticed her change in personality! "Let me go, Hayato! Don't make me hurt you!" She warned him. "You can't hurt me even if you try." Pierce-san stomped her heel onto Gokudera-kun's right foot, in which he cried out in pain. "I'm still not letting you go, so stop moving around!"
"If that's the case," Pierce-san began to say as she stuck her hands into Gokudera-kun's pockets. "I'll have to heat things up a bit!" She took out a pair of dynamite sticks as she laughed maniacally. All of the students backed away, not wanting to be part of the explosion.
"This is your last chance Hayato! I'm prepared to blow myself up, but I don't know if you are!" She's crazy! All this just because Hibari-san broke that stupid toy? "Hah! You don't have a lighter! So good luck to you!" Gokudera-kun retorted as he laughed. Is he enjoying this?
"Do you have a lighter?" Pierce-san asked Yamamoto with a blank expression on her face. "Yeah. I think so." Yamamoto grinned as he stuck his hand in his pocket, taking out a purple lighter. He happily lit the fuses of the two sticks on fire.
"Thanks! I owe you one, Takeshi!"
"No problem! Have fun!"
I slapped myself in the face. Those two are way too friendly in a situation like this! "Yamamoto! Those are real dynamite sticks! They're really going to explode!" I warned him, in which he waved it off. Pierce-san placed the dynamite sticks in Gokudera-kun's pants as they exploded with a loud bang!
After the smoke lit up, Gokudera-kun was lying on the floor, coughing like crazy. "Gokudera-kun! You okay?" "C-crazy Americans…" He muttered under his breath before he passed out. "She's really having fun! Makes me want to get involved too!" I sweat-dropped after hearing Yamamoto's comment.
"You are involved." I whispered lowly as I hung my head in defeat.
